When she met him, she was still the age of a flower.

Although she was lowly, her stunning face still caught his attention.

The young emperor was thus destroyed.

Women, except for their appearance and body, have no other weapons in this deep palace. Luckily, she has a good weapon that can take her out of her misery. At that moment, her heart was rejoicing.

Although her rank is still low, she is at least the emperor's woman, and she is no longer a lowly servant of Xin Zheku.

From then on, she can also have a small courtyard of her own, with servants to serve with her, and live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and pampering.

She didn't take the disdain of others to heart. People who have experienced more difficult situations will look down on them.

She has never had the opportunity to actively choose her life, and every time she is the one who is chosen. She once expected her family to live happily ever after, but she became a slave. She thought she would work until she died, but instead she became the emperor's woman.

The nobles of the Eight Banners have to go through the draft to become the emperor's woman, and she is a lowly slave who actually enters the emperor's eyes, which is something that makes many people's eyes hot.

The more the emperor pampered her, the more she was wronged.

Because although the emperor was fortunate to her, he did not give her the corresponding dignity. Everyone was watching her jokes and seeing her become the emperor's plaything.

Until, she became pregnant.

It was an accident. It was beyond her and the emperor's expectations.

At that moment, in addition to joy, she was more afraid.

Will the emperor allow her to give birth? After all, her status is so low.

In fear, she looked at his indifferent eyes, and her heart sank little by little. Just when she was about to despair, she heard his voice without a trace of emotion, "Since you are pregnant, it depends on whether you have the life to be born." ”

She heard herself say excitedly: "Slave and maid, thank the emperor for his success!" ”

Yes, she's still a slave. She is not qualified to call a concubine in front of him.

He wasn't expecting the child, but he gave her a chance. For that alone, she was already very grateful.

There are many children in the palace who can give birth, but not many can live. He wanted to see if she had this blessing herself.

No one came to embarrass her, but she prayed every day. It was also at that time that she began to believe in Buddhism.

Every day, she prayed to the Buddha devoutly, so that the Buddha would have mercy on her and give the child in her womb a way to live.

She was ten months pregnant, and she was worried for ten months. Everyone else is pregnant with a ruddy complexion, only her, her belly is bigger day by day, but she is still thin.

I still remember that winter was exceptionally cold, dripping into ice. She was wearing a thick winter coat, and she couldn't resist the slightest chill and drilled into her body while holding the stove.

At that time, she suddenly congratulated herself on her low status. Because then she doesn't have to go to the ceremonies and palace feasts on the days of the New Year. She could hide in her side hall, lie on the bed, and soak up the little warmth.

It was a sunny day.

Not long after the beginning of spring, the heavy snow in the capital suddenly stopped, and the sun was finally willing to show a smile.

Feeling the pain in her abdomen, she was suddenly not afraid of anything, and a fearless energy was born in her heart.

She must give birth to the child safely! Not only that, but she also wants him to grow up safely!

It hurts! For a whole day and a night, she wondered if she would die in the delivery room with her child.

In the cramped and stuffy delivery room, except for a few serious-faced midwives and two palace maids around her, no one cared about whether she could give birth smoothly.

The man who gave her hope hasn't come for a while. As for Concubine Hui, who is the head of the first house, she didn't come to take a look except for sending someone to ask.

But the more this happened, the more determined her heart became.

The moment she passed out, she heard the child's loud cry, and her heart finally settled down.

When she opened her eyes again, the palace maid beside her told her that she was an elder brother, ranked eighth, and was called the eighth elder brother.

"Eighth Elder Brother." She read softly, a smile on her face.

However, she is not qualified to raise children.

watched the child take her to Concubine Hui, she was reluctant, but she couldn't do anything.

Fortunately, Concubine Hui still allowed her to visit the children from time to time. It is precisely because of this that no matter how Concubine Hui embarrasses her, she will be grateful for a lifetime.

What a lovely child. Small, soft, fleshy. Every time she saw it, her eyes were glued to him and she was reluctant to leave.

Although he is not expected by his Emperor Amma, he is the only one for her.

"E-Niang, I only ask you for a safe and smooth life." She touched the villain's soft face lovingly.

As if he understood, the little man who was touched suddenly opened his toothless mouth and grinned.

At that moment, she only felt that her heart had melted.

The child is sensible and obedient from an early age, and he is willing to be motivated. She, who is a mother, is both relieved and distressed.

The emperor finally began to notice him, and because of this, he would occasionally come to her. It's just that, when he comes again, he will give him a soup to avoid children.

Afterwards, she would always drink the black medicinal soup in one go without hesitation. The bitter taste in her mouth lingered for a long time, but she would not eat candied fruit to cover it up.

She wanted to make herself remember the taste. If you know the bitterness, you will cherish it. She doesn't expect a higher position, she just wants the emperor to be kind to the eighth elder brother.

If you drink too much soup, you will be cold. When she came to Kwai Shui again, her face was often bloodless from pain. But she didn't complain in her heart.

The emperor's ****, she has long been disillusioned. She only hopes that all this suffering can be exchanged for the happiness of her son's life.

It's just that she underestimated the ruthlessness of an emperor in the end.

It turns out that a person can really be so ruthless that he doesn't even pity his own blood and blood.

What are their mothers and sons? Plaything? Chessman? Or is it a joke?

She once cried and begged him to give her a cup of poisoned wine if she thought she was lowly and embarrassed him. She is willing to trade her death for her son's future.

But he looked at her coldly, showed a sneer for a long time, and said, "Everything about your mother and son is mine, what qualifications do you have to talk about the conditions?" ”

She looked at him in a daze. More than ten years have passed, and he has become more and more calm and majestic, and he has become more and more indifferent and ruthless.

"Long live Lord, it's all the slave's fault, it's all the slave's fault, you, just let the eighth elder brother go." She heard her own pleading.

"Wei, I knew today, why bother in the beginning."

His cold voice made her shiver. After all, he suspected that she had calculated everything!

She was powerless to argue. Because he has already judged the result in his heart.

Yes, if you knew today, why bother in the first place. If that **** hadn't stepped out of the door of Xinzheku, wouldn't all this have happened?