The early summer nights are sweltering, and the wind outside is getting louder. At midnight, a bolt of lightning pierced the long night in Kyoto, and a rumbling thunder followed. The hibiscus in the yard was blown to the ground, and even the flowers and leaves fell to the ground.

After the rain fell, it hit the window with a "crackling", and finally it began to cool a little. The wind that blew into the room lifted the embroidered openwork curtains, and the candles on the lotus platform swayed by the wind-blown wicks.

Lin Qingyu was lying on the Nanmu gold lacquer bed, felt the coldness and slowly opened her eyes, held her round stomach, and coughed a few times in a low voice. Whispered, "Why did you open the window......?"

The doctor said that he was about to give birth in recent days, and Gu Ling deliberately added a few maids and grandmothers to take care of him. She was sore and tired for the past few days, slept in the afternoon, and woke up with no one around to serve.

"Spring Plum ......" Lin Qingyu lifted the plum blossom Turui gold silk quilt covered on her body, dragged her bulky body and wanted to get out of bed, but she was a little weak. It was dark in front of my eyes, and I almost fell.

With a "snap", he accidentally touched the white-glazed painted mandarin duck bottle next to the bed, smashed it on the ground and broke it apart. The lotus bud in the bottle trembled and silently lay across the water stains.

Chunmei hurriedly ran in with a food box when she heard the movement, her eyes were still red, and she seemed to have just cried: "Madam, you are awake." ”

"Where have all the people who served in the Hibiscus Temple gone?" Lin Qingyu pulled the quilt over her body, her face was tired and her mind was not very clear, but she didn't notice Chunmei's strange appearance: "I woke up for a while, and I didn't see anyone coming." ”

Chunmei put down the food box and tied the curtain to the bedpost. Bent down to pick up the fragments of the vase, and pursed her lips when she heard this: "The slave maid went to the kitchen just now, and the others probably didn't hear the lady shouting......" Paused again, and his voice was a little choked: "The rain outside is really loud." ”

"yes." Lin Qingyu looked at the window of the black hole, and the sound of continuous rain was in her ears. Touching his stomach and sighing: "What has Ah Ling been busy with lately?" I haven't seen him for more than half a month. ”

Chunmei lowered her head weakly: "Master Hou is busy with the affairs of the imperial court, so he may come over tomorrow morning." ”

Lin Qingyu bowed slightly, took out the dragon and phoenix jade pendant under the pillow and played with it carefully.

Chunmei lost the fragments of the vase, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and came over to take a soft pillow to cushion Lin Qingyu's back and let her sit up. Then close the windows,

The candlelight finally settled down, and the room was warm. It's just that it's a little too quiet.

"Is Kyoto still too peaceful now?" Lin Qingyu seemed to mention it inadvertently, her eyes under Dai's eyebrows were misty and moving, and the soft silk against her body did not look bloated: "I heard a few days ago that the emperor's body is not very good, and I am still a little worried about Ah Ling." ”

"These things are not for women to talk about casually." Chunmei interrupted Lin Qingyu, sighed again, and her voice softened: "Naturally, it's peaceful, and the Hou Ye is also very good, don't be cranky, madam." ”

"I'm just kidding." Lin Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, smiling like a hibiscus out of water, and casually mentioned: "Does the princess still come to the mansion to find Ah Ling these days?" ”

The princess Jin Zhi Yuye has always been used to doing whatever she wants, and she said that she wanted to marry into the Hou Mansion as her wife, but Gu Ling refused, and now she is still unrelentingly entangled.

Lin Qingyu has been married to Guhou Mansion for four years, and she will only get pregnant in the fourth year. It's just that I'm about to give birth recently, but it's becoming more and more difficult to see my husband, so I can't help but think about it more.

"En......" Chunmei nodded, her nose was sour and she almost burst into tears. Trembling hands opened the food box, and a bowl of warm decoction was cut out from it: "Master Hou asked the slave maid to bring medicine to his wife, so that you can drink it while it is hot." ”

Lin Qingyu took the bowl, her face was a little lonely: "Ah Ling is busy with big things, and I can't always trouble him." Lin Qingyu didn't doubt him, and laughed at Chunmei: "You can't hold a bowl steadily, if you feel well, go down and rest." Then he asked, "What about the preserves?" ”

Every time Lin Qingyu drank the medicine, she would take two candied fruits, which was already a habitual thing.

"The slave forgot." Chunmei bit her lip and knelt down, her face hanging and disappearing into the shadows.

"It's okay, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground." Lin Qingyu drank most of the bowl of medicine in one gulp, but it was not bitter, but she felt a little cold, put down the bowl and said to Chunmei: "The child has been moving more and more recently, and it is estimated that he will not be born with his father's character...... Well, it's too naughty, if it's a boy, it's fine. If it's a girl, I'm afraid it's going to give me a headache. ”

"Yes" Chunmei knelt on the ground, looking at Lin Qingyu's groggy appearance, knowing that this child would probably not survive.

Lin Qingyu smiled lowly, but her consciousness became more and more blurred, until her stomach was faintly painful, and she didn't realize that something was wrong. She sat down on the bed with a cold body, the sweat on her forehead rolled down, grabbed the bed curtain tightly, her finger joints were white, and her voice trembled with pain while holding her stomach: "Chunmei, my stomach hurts so much......"

Chunmei was prostrate on the side of the bed, holding Lin Qingyu's hand and already bursting into tears: "Madam, you must insist, it is Chunmei who is sorry for you, but the Hou Ye and the princess ordered it, and the slave maid did not dare to ...... The slave did not dare to disobey. ”

"You get out of here" Lin Qingyu heard the clue from her words, her face was full of tears, she pushed Chunmei away in disappointment, and shouted all the names she could shout: "Mama Wu, Xiaoxi ......"

Chunmei had pity and self-blame in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it, so she gritted her teeth and simply confessed everything: "Madam, it's useless, everyone welcomes Princess Luoshang in the front hall, and she will marry into the Hou Mansion in a few days." The princess said that tonight is the best time to be ugly, and if the child is born at this time, it is the best time. So let Hou Ye prepare a biotic for his wife......"

In fact, Chunmei also knew in her heart that the princess was about to marry as a bride, but she couldn't tolerate the original wife Lin Qingyu, how could it be as simple as a probiotic medicine.

But the princess said that it was a promotogenic, and that was a promotocalyptic.

Lin Qingyu shook her head: "Impossible, Ah Ling said that he would cherish our mother and son, and he also said that he would not marry anyone else." ”

"Now that the emperor has passed away and the princess's own brother has ascended the throne, this time is different from the past" Chunmei couldn't help but choke up: "The slave didn't dare to say it before, for fear that your body would not be able to stand it......"

The rain outside was louder, and the rapid banging on the windows seemed to be urgent, mixed with the incessant thunder of "boom".

"I don't believe it, you go, I don't want to see you again." Lin Qingyu closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she touched her stomach, which was almost torn apart by severe pain.

Lin Qingyu no longer struggled, but lay flat on the bed in despair. Tears rolled down her cheeks, which were so white that there was no blood.

"Madam, Chunmei knows that she is deeply guilty, and she doesn't want to live in the world after tonight. If the lady survives, it's fine, if she doesn't survive......" Chunmei was so sad that she couldn't speak smoothly: "Don't marry Bo Qinglang again in the next life." ”

Lin Qingyu looked directly at the top of the white moon tent above her head, and sneered: "If something happens to my child, do you think you can afford to pay for your life?" Dare to preach to me here now? ”

Chunmei knew that Lin Qingyu didn't believe it, so she buckled a few heads at her and went out.

Lin Qingyu was the only one left in the room.

She suppressed her screams, as if there were ice cubes in her lower abdomen, her lips were bitten, and her hands were clasped to the edge of the bedpost, afraid that she would not be able to stand it and faint. It was damp underneath, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Lin Qingyu's hair was all wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, and it was impossible to tell whether it was tears or sweat rolling down her chin. The child in the belly has been slowly quiet from the initial restlessness and restlessness, and only a twitch in the stomach will make a little movement.

"Is there anyone ......" Lin Qingyu couldn't feel the child's heartbeat and cried out in fear: "Why didn't my child move......"

The thunder drowned out her crying, and even if she cried heartbreakingly, it wouldn't help. In this short quarter of an hour, Lin Qingyu really experienced the despair of being in the dark and the helplessness of being isolated.

Finally someone came.

Lamps are hung on beams, and the entire hibiscus courtyard is brightly lit.

Gu Ling stood at the door with a group of midwifery servants, and beside him stood a richly dressed and beautiful woman.

Lin Qingyu heard the footsteps gradually approaching from the far side of the corridor, and her eyes, which had begun to dizzle, began to focus again, and she looked sideways as the door was opened, and a cold wind blew into the room with a few fallen leaves.

No matter how hard you try, you can only see the blue hem outside the threshold, and the red Shu brocade skirt next to it embroidered with phoenix flowers.

"Go ahead." Gu Ling ordered his subordinates, but he didn't go in.

Lin Qingyu almost fainted in pain, and in a hazy consciousness, she saw a group of people enter the room, but she didn't see Gu Ling's figure inside. The things in the room were messed up, and the lotus flower that fell on the floor had been trampled.

"You're so kind...... With wealth and glory, this huge Hou Mansion can no longer accommodate me......" She sobbed in a low voice, but no one cared what she said.

The midwife just checked Lin Qingyu's condition perfunctorily and went out, secretly glanced at Gu Ling's face, and her voice was a little embarrassed: "Master Hou, Madam is just afraid that it won't work." ”

"Leave it to fate." Gu Ling glanced at the room with the lights on and out expressionlessly, and turned to leave, without the slightest nostalgia.

"Madame's life is thin and difficult to give birth, this palace is virtuous and virtuous, so she will naturally be buried thickly." The woman sneered, gave her birth a look and followed Gu Ling.

Lin Qingyu heard Gu Ling's bland voice coming in, and felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her body. I felt that my body was very heavy, and my eyelids were pressed like a thousand pounds of stones. It seems to feel very light, and you can break free with a light flutter.

"Ah Ling...... You said you would love me. ”

The courtyard has always been so deep that even the most promises turned into jokes. She still fell victim to his interests.

Just listen to the newcomer laughing, what about the old crying?

"Kid." Lin Qingyu bit her lip, her hand covered her stomach, and tears fell down her eyes. There was a burst of sourness and sadness in his heart, and he slowly closed his eyes: "It's my mother who is sorry for you......"

The long night in Kyoto ended in a heavy rain.