Chapter 10 From now on, Xiao Lang is a passerby
In the palace, under the sun, the people in the garden seemed to be particularly pleasant, although she had no experience, but as a doctor, she knew that she should move around appropriately at this time. Rui Qi on the side also accompanied him carefully, for fear that something would go wrong. For this child who is only three months old, Lihua even thought of the name, she touched her belly, and then she will call you Long Zimiao, Xiao Miao, can you hear, it is a mother.
Rui Qi looked at the appearance of the glass painting, and accidentally laughed: "Princess, you are looking forward to it." β
"yes, what if it's a daughter?" She was stunned and didn't come up with a reason for thinking about it for a long time, "Hey, by the way, it's a daughter, so let the prince name it." She was smiling, and she had been immersed in joy for the last few days. Seeing that his master was happy, Rui Qi also smiled reassuringly.
"It turns out that Princess Qin is here, but I can find it easily."
Before seeing him, he heard his voice first, and the owner of the glass painting didn't have to think about it to know that the owner of this voice was none other than Murong Zhiqing.
She sorted out her demeanor and turned around very generously, as if she had gained confidence because she was pregnant: "The people in this mansion are really getting more and more disagreeable, and Miss Murong won't let me know when she comes." β
"I'm afraid that the monarch is gone, and they don't want to hear the princess's words." Murong Zhiqing changed her original gentle appearance and was aggressive, "After all, she is just a nominal master, what about Princess Xuanguo, at best, she is just an impostor." β
She didn't know how Murong Zhiqing could suddenly be so rampant, and found out her identity, at this time, she always had an ominous premonition, so she gently pulled Rui Qi's sleeve: "Don't you see that this princess and Miss Murong have something to say?" Don't hurry up and give this princess a step down. β
After all, the master and servant have been married from Xuanguo for many years, and Rui Qi understands the meaning of glass painting.
"Yes, yes, princess, the slave will disappear."
Murong Zhiqing looked like he was a bamboo in his chest, and he didn't have the intention to know a subordinate, but what he said became more and more ugly: "Chu Lihua, you are just a humble servant in Xuanguo, and you are only a nominal princess in Xiguo, why do you have a monarch and evil, why do you rob me?" β
"Just because I'm married to Jun Xie, just rely on me to ......" She was a little angry, subconsciously thought of something, and suddenly silenced.
"Why? Say, go on! Or is there nothing at all! Murong Zhiqing changed his bearing when he first met, and his good-looking face was full of hideousness.
"I... I ...... "All the time, she didn't spit out a word." In her current state, she can only hide the child's affairs, which are her and her beloved's flesh and blood.
At this time, Murong Zhiqing suddenly smiled: "You know what? I've come to you today to tell you one thing, one thing that will make you no match for me for the rest of your life. β
"What the hell are you trying to say!"
"Yo, you look anxious, like a little hen jumping on her feet during cockfighting." The more Murong Zhiqing talked, the more excessive, and the glass painting could only tell himself secretly on the side, not to be angry, not to be angry, and not to hurt the child.
"It's nothing, this princess has returned to the room." She avoided as much as she could, she didn't want to hear another word at all, and how could Murong Zhiqing let her go.
"You know what? Concubine Yun died, it is said that the death was extremely tragic, and her eyeballs were gouged out. Hearing this, Lihua's heart trembled, recalling the letter, she seemed to understand something, and her heart was full of anger, but more was full of remorse, and before she could react, Murong Zhiqing continued, "Do you really think that Jun Xie is to save those people?" You're naΓ―ve, he's premeditated and contacted my father in advance, guess what he wants to do? Hahaha, he wants this throne and this country. As for me, the promise he gave me is that I will have nothing to do with you from now on, and after my Murong family helps him ascend the throne, I will be his queen. β
The glass painting was stunned, and his face was incredulous: "No, it's impossible, Jun Xie is not that kind of person!" She frowned, didn't you ever promise me to wait for the situation to be stable, and you and I will go away, go all over the mountains and rivers, and be a couple for the rest of our lives? You can't leave me for the sake of power and the world, can you?
Looking at the painful appearance of the glass painting, Murong Zhiqing smiled wantonly: "Chu Li painting, be sober, in this world, who doesn't love power, who doesn't want to sit in the world, at that time, will he still lack you by his side?" β
"Murong Zhiqing, you shut up for me, I can't believe you, it's impossible!" She almost shouted out these words, and she used up most of her strength, but she still held on.
"Okay, then I'll show you something that will make you completely dead!" After that, she took out a silk juan, "Do you know this?" This seems to be a token of your love to Jun Xie, he said that he really didn't want to see you again, so he let me hand it over to you. What do you think? Do you still want to deceive yourself now? Having said that, Chu Lihua, you are so self-conscious. β
After that, Murong Zhiqing threw Sijuan on the ground, looked at her with a look of disdain in his eyes, and then left very satisfied.
The wind gently swept her cheeks, and tears flowed down her eyelids little by little, and she couldn't support it anymore after all, and sat down on the ground.
Why? Why don't you even see me for the last time? Why leave me at this moment? Why, why should I be pregnant with your child! Say yes, the throne is nothing more than that for you, say yes, the country is not important to you, have you forgotten? I really don't want to believe it, I don't want to believe every word she says, and I really want to choose to believe you. But when she threw in front of me the handkerchief that I had practiced countless days and nights, and whose fingers had been punctured countless times, my heart was broken. That's your personal possession! Why is this happening to me? If you don't love, why don't you snub me forever? Why give me hope and trample on my love for you?
She touched her belly, since she didn't love it, what was the use of keeping it. She forced herself to walk to the pharmacy, found a few herbs, and put them in the sand jar, Long Junxie, you are so ruthless, I hate it, I hate why I was so stupid in the first place, and I have been waiting for you for so many years. Now, I'm going to kill our children with my own hands, like I want to cut you with a thousand knives.
Her heart was like pins and needles, she watched the medicinal soup enter the bowl little by little, but suddenly felt a trace of abdominal pain, as if her stomach had been kicked by something, and even the hand holding the bowl trembled a little. She endured the pain, with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth, and prepared to drink the medicinal soup, but the pain in her abdomen was even worse. I... Yes...... It hurts......
"Bang-"
The medicine bowl fell to the ground instantly, and this sound woke up the glass painting that was immersed in pain.
Why am I so vicious that I want to kill my own children, why? No, I can't give up on him, I have to live, live with my children.
Then, she hurried back to her room, cleaned up briefly, and left through the back door of the palace. She was not familiar with Xiguo, but she left as far away as possible, and she was bent on leaving this place of right and wrong, but she didn't know that Murong Zhiqing had already sent someone to follow.
"Still want to run?" The man in black led by the leader flew over directly to block the way of the glass painting, and then she was surrounded by a group of people.
The glass painting didn't speak, took out the silver needle in the sleeve, and sighed three times, and the three men on the left knelt on the ground. Taking advantage of this moment, the glass painting quickly ran out.
"Chase!"
Seeing that the man in black was about to catch up, Lihua thought of countless ways in his mind, but the silver needle was not enough at all, and the needle was only a few drugs that paralyzed the nerves, which could only have an effect for a moment.
Just as the glass painting was about to throw the silver needle, a dense forest appeared not far away, she seemed to think of something, ran with all her strength, and when she was about to get closer, a few silver needles were thrown at a group of people, and it was in this short moment that she ran straight to the depths of the woods. The farther she went, the thinner the air became, and gradually, she seemed to feel a little dizzy, and her pace became heavier and harder. After a while, she lost consciousness and fell directly to the ground, while her mouth kept muttering.
"Dragon Monarch Evil... I hate it... I hate ......."