"Oh, that's pathetic...... Poor mother of the eldest son and the younger son, but I dare not let you out, you know, I hide you here, it is very risky. The man laughed, and walked farther and farther away, and gradually lost his voice.

Empress Dowager Wei pounded the wall frantically: "Let me out, let me out...... I give you everything, who are you? Who are you? ”

All she could answer was the cold walls and bright lights.

Empress Dowager Wei cried, shedding more tears than in this life combined.

She cried hoarsely, lay on the ground in despair, and sobbed upright: "Who the hell are you?" ”

She was tired of crying, and suddenly became angry again, grabbed the wooden bowl that had not been broken before, and threw it at the lamp on the roof: "Dead ghost! It's all your fault! If you listen to me and let Pingye succeed you, where will these things happen? Seeing that our mother and son are unlucky, are you happy now? Happy, right? Woowoo woo ......"

She cried miserably, but no one could hear her.

Inside the Hall of Pure Heart.

Zhong Weiwei woke up from the nightmare, cold sweat was dripping, and he only felt that his heart was beating violently, and he almost felt like he was about to burst through his chest, which was very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Chonghua woke up, reached out to touch her forehead, touched the sweat on her head, called someone to come in and hold the lamp, hugged her again, and said softly: "Have a nightmare? ”

Zhong Wei was lying in his arms at every turn, not wanting to speak.

Aunt Qian lit the lamp and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you need to pass on the imperial doctor?" ”

Chonghua said without hesitation: "Of course! ”

"No, I'm fine." Zhong Weiwei moved, pressing his face tightly against his chest.

The weather is hot, Chonghua is only wearing a thin gauze robe, with an open chest, the muscles on the young and strong chest are distinct, the abdomen is soft and firm, there is no fat, the heart beats strongly in the chest, and its power can be felt through the musculoskeletal.

Zhong Weiwei seemed to be able to draw strength from it, and he got closer and closer, eager to get in.

Chonghua patted her on the back good-naturedly, asked Aunt Qian to withdraw, and asked her in a low voice, "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Zhong Weiwei was still motionless, and after a long time, he whispered, "Yes." ”

Chonghua asked her to let go, and he went to fetch water, but she refused to let go, so she just hugged him tightly and drilled into his arms.

He said that he would let people come in and hand water, but she didn't allow it, so she hugged him so domineeringly and unreasonably, without saying a word.

Chonghua stopped talking, quietly hugged her, and accompanied her.

After two cups of tea, Zhong Weiwei finally let go: "I'll go sleep inside, you still have something to do tomorrow." ”

"No, you don't." Chonghua got up and got out of bed, and brought water to her to drink: "Drink." If you are not feeling well, where can I sleep? It's better to be with you. ”

Zhong Weiwei only drank two sips of water and put the cup, thinking heavily.

She had a nightmare, a terrible nightmare, so terrible that she didn't even want to mention it, and there was a vague uncomfortable feeling of "saying it might become true".

Chonghua didn't ask her, and after the lights were turned off, he held her in his arms, and the arms were not tight, which not only made her feel his presence, but also did not make her uncomfortable.

Zhong Weiwei rolled over and pecked his lips lightly.

Chonghua immediately responded to her warmly, his hands roaming gently all over her body, giving her the most gentle and delicate care and love.

Because Zhong Weiwei was pregnant, he did not take substantive action, but his enthusiasm and gentleness made Zhong Weiwei uncontrollably give birth to the idea of "to be good to him, you must be very good to him, very good".

Probably because she couldn't see each other in the dark, she was more daring and indulgent than usual, she racked her brains, used all her strength, and did everything she could think of, everything she could do.

Chonghua gasped uncontrollably, his fists clenched and released, and for a moment, he impulsively rolled over and got up, eager to rub Zhong Weiwei into the bone marrow, and her You have me, I have you, listen to her scream, listen to her cry.

When the saber rattled, he endured it again, pressed his forehead against hers, and gasped lowly.

His sweat dripped onto Zhong Weiwei's chest, like a hot water, ironing her heart was sore and painful, she lowered her head to kiss him, wanting to give him the most extreme pleasure.

After a long time, two satisfied people lay side by side on the bed, their fingers crossed and their hands clasped, both lazily not wanting to move.

Zhong Weiwei finally felt tired, and she said softly: "I'm sleepy." ”

"Oh." The corners of Chonghua's lips kept upturning, "I'm going to sleep too." ”

He leaned over and gave Zhong Weiwei a gentle kiss on his forehead: "Ah Wei, I'm so happy, thank you." ”

These days, he has been tense in his spirit, busy day and night, he has long been tired, but his spirit has been tense, and he can't sleep steadily, until this moment, he feels that he is truly relaxed, and he must thank Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiwei pursed her lips and smiled, and kissed him back: "I also want to thank Your Majesty, I am also very happy." ”

She closed her eyes and went to sleep, and when she was about to fall asleep, she vaguely heard Chonghua whispering behind her: "Ah Wei, dreams are just dreams, it's just because you're too worried." Don't worry, I'll always be there for you, no matter what time it is. ”

"Oh." Zhong Weiwei responded, feeling that the dream was really not so terrible, and she warned herself that she must be happy and brave.

At dawn, there was a birdsong outside the window, Zhong Weiwei stretched and opened his eyes.

Aunt Qian, Xiaotang, Rouge and others gathered around the bed, and when she woke up, she smiled and said, "Just guess how long you will sleep, you will wake up." ”

Zhong Weiwei didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, but he slept peacefully in the second half of the night, so he was refreshed: "Has the public trial started?" ”

Xiaotang told her: "No, Your Majesty has an explanation before leaving, if you want to go, take His Royal Highness King Rui with you, if you don't want to go, don't go." ”

How could Zhong Weiwei miss such a big scene, she immediately got up to freshen up and change her clothes, picked out a set of plain and dignified palace clothes, and asked people to ask Duanren if she wanted to go to the school with her to pick up Youyou.

Duanren refused, saying that she was a member of the Holy Maiden Palace, and according to the rules, the people of the Holy Maiden Palace could not interfere in the national affairs of the two countries, and her going would cause unnecessary misunderstandings. And King Qi is her own brother, she felt uncomfortable when she saw it, so she didn't go.

Zhong Weiwei just took the palace car to the school.

On this day, Su Qiong, the former living man and current Hanlin Su Qiong, was teaching the children, and he was young, but like an old master, sitting on the stage shaking his head and explaining the scriptures.

The children in the audience were whispering, passing glances to each other, or hiding their hands under the table to play quietly.

Sitting in the middle of the first row again, staring at Su Qiong with a solemn expression, looking very attentive and different.