Licentious! Jing Zheng roared and walked out of the corner of the warehouse, and the roar shook Xia Qing. She shuddered and turned around to see His Highness, whom she had never wanted to see at this time.

Xia Qing suddenly knelt on the ground with unsteady breath, and whispered: "Your Highness......"

Although Yingge's maid next to her was already blood-red, she still crawled to Yingge's side and shouted, "Madam, are you okay?" Madam! The blood dragged across the ground and there was a long trail, stabbing Jing Zheng's eyes. Yingge covered her stomach, her face was pale and she didn't speak. Cold sweat from her forehead trickled down her thin clothes. "Plop" and faint.

Jing Zheng glared at Xia Qing angrily, stepped forward to pick up Yingge, who was already unconscious, and dropped a sentence, "Look at her." And he returned to his room. The person behind him hurriedly called for the doctor. The maids lowered the curtains, and Jing Zheng sat in the hall with some trepidation.

The imperial doctor stopped bleeding and diagnosed the pulse of Yingge, and the curtain was busy.

He shook his head and said, "Your Highness, mourn." ”

Jing Zheng didn't understand why he was mourning, but he heard the imperial doctor say: "The minister tried his best, but the child really couldn't be saved." The maid in the house brought out a basin of blood and water, and Yingge cried out in mourning. Since then, everyone knows that Xia Qing's former unshakable position has been shaken.

It was the first child in the palace, and as soon as Jing Zheng knew, he was already about to accept the news of losing it. He held the cup tightly, and he was so angry that he didn't even want to look at Xia Qing, who was favored in the past. Once like a thorny rose, she is now a jealous woman in his eyes.

Yingge was lying in the house, looking calm. She took advantage of Xia Qing, the ruthless and stupid woman, to shoot herself in the foot. Jing Zheng lifted the curtain and came in, patted her hand and sighed, "There will always be children." "All of a sudden, he wanted to make up for the woman. In the power struggle, only here can you calm down and be a Jing Zheng, not King Lian.

"Say it, I'll satisfy you whatever you say." Jing Zheng said, with a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Outside the door, Xia Qing knelt on the ground and shouted, apologized, and kowtowed to apologize. She knew that her sin was unforgivable, and in order to stabilize her position, she was forced to bring Yingge into the mansion, but she was very unhappy to share her husband with others.

Every time she saw Jing Zheng go to Yingge's room, her heart hurt as if she had been bullied. She knew that she was not worthy of the status of a wife, and she would be content to be a concubine, but she tried her best to make herself virtuous and virtuous, as if she gave the first-class bright moon pearl on Jing Zheng's birthday.

It's just that this time, Xia Qing was really angry, didn't think much about it, and was going to be ruthless before Jing Zheng came back, and Yingge guessed this. Xia Qing hated that her stomach was not angry, and she also hated why Yingge resisted and was disobedient and got pregnant without permission. She was angry for a while, but she didn't expect Jing Zheng to come back early.

"Send her away." He said in a low voice.

Seeing that King Lian ignored her, she was so sad and angry that she fainted and fell to the ground, and a bloody hole came out of her head.

Yingge listened to the movement outside, thinking that the life stories compiled back then would not be used by Xia Qing to speak, so she could only tell Jing Zheng first, so she could get sympathy. She struggled to get up, but was pressed back by Jing Zheng, "Lie down and rest." ”

"The concubine has something to say."

"I'll talk about what you'll do when you're done." Jing Zheng frowned, looking at her pale face.

Yingge cried and said, "Your Highness, let me say it now, the concubine's body has always been bad, and I don't know if I can survive it." There was still a dull pain in her abdomen, and the cold sweat on her forehead soaked the pillow.

Jing Zheng's rare tenderness, looking at this petite girl like a yellow bird, "It's going to be fine, what are you worried about." Say something. ”

She gasped, "When my parents died, my cousin sent her to a family, saying that when she grew up, she would be married to her son as a daughter-in-law. Originally, life was peaceful, but when I went up to the mountain to collect medicine, the heavy rain swept up the mud and sand. Bury the man's house deep underground. I went to the city to beg in the hope that I could bury my family. Xia Qing happened to see me and gave me a sum of money. She saved my life. ”

Jing Zheng looked at Yingge and cried, and said that she never knew the past of the girl who had been with her for so long.

Yingge faintly recalled: "I entered the palace, and she made three chapters with me. I am not allowed to come near you, I am not allowed to speak to you, I am not even allowed to appear in front of you. So I ...... I've been complying with it. It's just that I don't know when I started to have you in my heart. I secretly looked at you through the wall, watched you read, and watched Xia Qing grind for you. I didn't dare go in. I'm afraid of angering her...... I can only stand in the distance......"

Yingge said that Chu Chu was pitiful, but Jing Zheng suddenly understood why she had always looked like she was about to leave.

"I deceived His Highness at the beginning, and the concubine's sin is unforgivable." Unbearable tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she sobbed and muttered to herself, "It's me...... It's all my fault. ”

Jing Zheng suddenly realized, but he loved it even more in his heart. did not feel dissatisfied because of Yingge's past.

He said, "Rest well, don't think nonsense." ”

She looked at him with innocent and wet eyes, opened her mouth to say thank you, and fainted groggyly.

Jing Zheng ordered someone to lock Xia Qing in the house, and at Yingge's request, moved her residence in a remote place into the courtyard of her study, and now she and herself can see each other every day.

And that study is the purpose of Yingge.

Once Xia Qing was not allowed to let her approach His Highness, she could not ask for this small courtyard. Now that the first step had been taken steadily, she breathed a sigh of relief.

And she herself didn't want to conceive Jing Zheng's child.

That would be a shame for her family.

Yingge caressed the walls separated by each other, laughing terrifyingly. She wrote a letter: the matter is in order, and she now lives in the courtyard next to the book house. The signature is not Yingge, but an unfamiliar name - Fu Chongxue.

She looked at everything in the palace coldly and released the carrier pigeons. The dove passed through the vast dark night, and the stars flew into the hands of a middle-aged man. His face was covered with scars, his fingers were rough, his complexion was dark, and he looked like he had gone through years of torture and torture.

The flame of the red candle in the Yingge house burned the news in the hand. The four words "have arrived at Chengping" are strong and powerful.

She doesn't look like a drama or a concubine at all. Under the halo, among the eyebrows, there was a swaying aura. She played with the pearl hairpin that Jing Zheng gave her and threw it aside carelessly.

After decades of separation, now, her family is finally coming back.

She looked in the direction of the Zhou Mansion, her eyes full of disdain.

I have hidden my identity for many years, committed to this place, and now things can finally go on the right path.

The stars flow, and the midnight dreams returned.

The wind and sand in the north were too strong, and her father and mother died of illness there. On the wasteland, the falcons gnawed on their corpses, and she cried, but she could not break free from the shackles of the officers and soldiers.

She always dreamed of the endless meadow, and her uncle took her hand and told her, "Chongxue, that direction is Chengping." We'll go back one day. ”

"Yes, we're back."

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