"What?" I just felt dumbfounded, and I saw with my own eyes that the woman in front of me was ending the life of the child in her womb with her own hands, and I only had fear and incomprehension.

"Why are you doing this?" Although I gave birth to the emperor's eldest son, I once had the selfish intention of not wanting the concubine next to me to get pregnant before me, but I knew in my heart that no concubine would be willing to end the life of the child in her womb by herself. What's more, having a prince in the palace is the foundation of the body.

If I were not a queen, just a concubine, I would definitely try my best to give birth to a prince, and I would rack my brains to give birth to the emperor's eldest son without the birth of the emperor's eldest son.

And the woman in front of her actually ruined such an opportunity with her own hands.

Or for me.

Her face was as pale as paper, it was a terrible face, but her eyes were firm, and she looked at me and said: "Queen Mother, the concubine knows that the queen mother wants to give birth to the emperor's eldest son, and she is even more worried that the concubine will give birth to the emperor's eldest son. If the mother wants to give birth to the emperor's eldest son, the concubine will never rob you with the mother. ”

"For me? Is it worth it? ”

"Of course it's worth it." Shunyu actually replied to me with a smile, "When I was in Xingjifang, the queen once saved the life of a concubine, and the concubine remembered, always remembered." So the moment she saw her mother in the East Palace, the concubine made up her mind in her heart to protect the queen with her life. ”

I was amazed, but I was more and more moved.

Whatever the reason, Shunyu treats me really well, and there is nothing to say.

It's just that I was moved, but I couldn't help but feel a little alienated in my heart.

Even for me, it would be terrible to be able to kill the mother of her own child.

This kind of thinking is really hypocritical, I myself am a person who will use means to harm others, how can I be qualified to examine others? What's more, Shunyu is also for my good.

Finally, in the midst of my thoughts day and night, I finally got pregnant again. My husband, Emperor Li Chun, was very happy because of my pregnancy, and he was even more busy taking care of me, and he gave me the best food and clothing; Qingyi was also very happy, I could see the envy flowing in her eyes, but she wanted to show her happiness as much as possible, and she stayed by my side day and night to serve.

With the love of a husband and the sincere treatment of sisters, there is nothing to be dissatisfied with.

It's just that the better Qingyi treats me, the more uneasy my heart becomes, and the more considerate she takes care of, the more I think of the disgusting things I did in the past.

Qingyi treated me so sincerely, but I let her be framed and didn't care.

What is the difference between me and the victim?

Perhaps it was because of such extreme self-blame that I felt that this pregnancy was much harder than the previous one.

Nightmares, fires, loss of appetite and severe morning sickness, all of this seemed to indicate the extreme instability of my baby.

The most uncomfortable thing for me is the nightmare that I have had for days.

I heard that the willow beauty also had nightmares for several days before she died.

I began to fall into endless self-blame and remorse.

I also hate such a cold and selfish self.

If I had stopped it, things might have been different, and I might have been spared the nightmares of the day.

The more I realized the danger of my pregnancy, the more cautious I became, this is the child I have been looking forward to for a long time, and it can't be okay.

However, there is a retribution from heaven after all, and I don't know why, but I contracted smallpox.

If a pregnant woman is infected, she will die.

I'm not afraid of death, because maybe that's just God's punishment for not saving me when I saw death. It's just that I'm punished, and that shouldn't happen to my children.

Children are certainly my hope and bargaining chips in the palace, but they are also my life.

I will value this child more than I value my own life.

So I can only choose to die to have a child.

I did, and although the child was weak, there was always hope that he would survive.

This is the last thing I can do as a mother.

It was as if it had been hollowed out and only a shell remained.

At the end of life, every extra day is a torment.

When I saw him, the friendship hidden in my heart was unspeakable after all.

What is the need?

He only has Qingyi in his eyes, and he can only wish the two of them happiness.

It's just that Qingyi can't be a queen.

This position, it's too difficult.

Suddenly, I remembered my name.

Naan Sakura.

Sakura of the female middle school.

It is both a cherry blossom and a cherry tree.

My mother once told me that I was born destined to marry a prince and nobleman.

That's why I'm called Naan Sakura. Because the women next to her are just delicate flowers, although they are beautiful, they are only a lonely and weak plant, and they wither when they are blown by wind and rain.

The flowers are becoming more and more charming, and in the end, what people can rely on is the shade brought by the big trees.

I am a beautiful flower, but also a strong and most eye-catching tree.

Among the proud, she is a queen.

It's like a queen's name.

It's a pity that there is no name left in the history books, only that I am Queen Wang.

After all, in my life, I only became the queen of the Wang family and the daughter-in-law of the Li family.

I just didn't live as myself.

If there is an afterlife, I would rather not be born in an extremely rich and noble Liangguan family, because then I don't have to go into the palace to choose a concubine and go through so many turmoil.

I'd rather not meet Li Chun, because that's the man I can't get.

If I don't enter the palace and meet Li Chun, I won't become that kind of vicious woman.

It's just a matter of thinking about it.

In the future, when you go underground, a bowl of Meng Po soup will be in your stomach, and these things will be completely forgotten.

As for the next life, even if there is, I don't know.

It's just that when the flowers bloom in the coming year, the flowers compete for beauty, and the garden is full of purple and red, and there will never be a cherry blossom tree again.

I can't bloom beautiful flowers anymore.

This life is over after all.

It would be nice to see his smile again......