The slightly thin cheeks feel much worse than before.

Just from that it was a glimpse of how she's been these days, he was hidden in the shadows, his rough fingers touching every place along the contours of her cheeks.

Until, he touched the ugly scar on her face.

The young emperor whispered, "Ugly ......."

As if responding to him in a deep sleep, Nan Song tossed and turned softly, turning inside.

His hand naturally slid to his back.

The woman's back was thin, paper-thin, and she could touch the bones on her back.

The emperor watched for a long time, but did not wake her up, nor did he light the lamp.

Suddenly, there are fireworks outside, and the tradition of the new festival is that every day there will be a special person in the palace to set off fireworks.

Xie Junyou looked back, and through the quiet window, he could see a touch of colorful colors blooming in the sky, falling a lot of brilliance.

It's fleeting.

The woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed was suddenly shaken by the sound of fireworks, her eyelids fluttered frequently, she didn't wake up, but she subconsciously covered her lower abdomen.

muttering: "Babies are not afraid of ......"

The young emperor's expression was shaken.

Staring at her almost in shock, Nan Song's eyes were dimmed by the bright light, and he saw a familiar shadow in these closed eyes.

Demons, sure enough, not gods and Buddhas can suppress it.

The Buddha beads in the man's palm are still there, but his heart has long been chaotic, and after hearing Nan Song's whispering, his heart is full of demons.

Xie Junyou suddenly turned his head and stopped looking at the person on the bed.

After a long time, he walked out of the dark room, stood in the moonlight, and exhaled a long breath.

"Good apprentice!"

A familiar voice came, and Xie Junyou's crane-haired and childish master finally appeared, looking at him and smiling.

The old man patted him on the shoulder, and couldn't help but praise him when he was dressed in a dragon robe: "I said a long time ago that you are the most suitable for this body, and sure enough, the master saw it accurately, look, it's so good-looking!"

Xie Junyou arched his hand and shouted, "Master."

"Hmm........." The old man's eyes looked through him at the room behind him, in fact, he knew that the two of them were lying to him as early as when he gave Nan Yu's fate, so he just didn't break it.

Later, after such a long time, the old man was nowhere to be seen, and he was never asked about him again.

Now he looked at the room and sighed, "Master heard that you have a lot of beauties in the harem now, what's the matter, is there a golden house hidden here?"

When the old man finished speaking, he went in to see.

Xie Junyou didn't want him to see Nan Song, so he stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Master, the people here are still ...... for the time being."

"What's not to see, don't forget what Master does, I'll go in and see which girl is so pampered by you."

The old man fell and broke in.

Nan Song didn't wake up, the old man came to her bedside and looked at the light outside, his eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed for the first time.

"Hey."

He sighed and looked sideways at him, shaking his head vigorously.

The old man spied on the heavens, but at this time he looked at him and said, "You should let her go."

Xie Junyou was slightly stunned.

I can't help but ask, "Why?"

The old man continued to lament with regret: "She is by your side, trapped by the bitter fruit of love, and she will not live long."

Xie Junyou was stunned again.

He couldn't help but look at the person on the bed.

His master's words have always been accurate, and Xie Junyou never doubted it, but when he heard it from his mouth, he still had a lot of shock.

He lost his temper for a moment: "What if I don't?"

"You'er, you are a master who grew up, I know best what kind of person you are. You have to do things that go astray because you don't get rid of your demons."

"If you forcibly keep her by your side, you will never be able to survive for the rest of your life."

The old man looked at him worriedly.

Xie Junyou sank his mind.

He became silent for a moment, looked at the person on the bed, and after a long time came back to his senses, he explained to the old man, "Okay, I'll think about it."

When the old man saw him like this, he shook his head again and left.

It is rare for the master and apprentice to meet, and they talked about it by candlelight and night this night, and never mentioned Nan Song again.

And in the early morning of the second day, as soon as Nan Song woke up, he heard the palace maid outside come in and say, "The emperor asked you to pass."

When she mentioned this person, she thought she hadn't seen him for a long time.

She silently packed herself up and went to the emperor's bedroom dressed properly, and before she could enter, she heard the coquettish laughter of a woman inside.

The Emperor leaned close to his new favorite nobleman, and the woman leaned delicately on his bosom, looking at her with a domineering look in her eyes.

Nan Song knelt on the ground.

Xie Junyou's voice was low, he looked at her, and said coldly, "After you get well, you will go to serve with Liang Guiren, and you don't need to follow me."

Nan Song's eyes were calm, and he answered on the ground.

However, the woman in the emperor's arms was not very happy, and said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, there are enough girls in the concubine's room, and Miss Nan didn't always serve by your side before, and the concubines didn't dare to accept her."

"A palace maid, are you still afraid of her?"

"Your Majesty, Miss Nan raised the gold here with you, if the concubine accidentally beats and scolds her in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."

Xie Junyou's eyes were dark, "It's okay, she can stand it."

Nansong was like a bystander the whole time.

Listening to two unrelated people arranging her affairs, she had no waves, but when Xie Junyou said that she could stand it, she couldn't help but tighten her fingers.

Liang Guiren was happy when he heard that he could do it at will, and accepted her half-coaxing and half-softly.

After her miscarriage ended, she went to Liang Guiren to report.

She has become almost mute, usually only doing things silently and does not communicate with anyone.

When the emperor came, she would also stand outside respectfully and serve.

The emperor and her, it seems that everything ends here.

There was no intersection again.

Nan Song thought to herself that it was okay, since she lost a child, she was like a different person, and she spent every day more and more silently.

It didn't take long for Liang Guiren to be promoted to Concubine Liang, and the emperor seemed to be tired of it, and the time to come to her became less and less.

Concubine Liang often cursed another master in her bedroom, and she was the concubine who the emperor frequented recently.

Every morning, when Concubine Xiang and other concubines came to Concubine Liang to say goodbye, she became angry, and she was commensurate with her sisters on the surface, but in fact, Nan Song became Concubine Liang's punching bag.

She always scolded her, saying that she looked so ugly, and it made her sick to her stomach.

But Concubine Liang was scared.

Because she found that Nan Song, who had always had an ugly scar before, somehow got better and better.

The ugly scars on her face began to fade, gradually merging with the skin, and could no longer be seen.

When Concubine Liang saw Nan Song like this, she remembered the rumors she heard before, saying that in the entire Dayuan Palace, only Nan Song had conceived an heir for the emperor.

When she was sick before, she didn't recuperate at all, but went to be a small confinement.

I don't know who this rumor came from, so it became a thorn in Concubine Liang's heart.

How can she not be in a hurry.

She took a very thin needle and plunged it into Nan Song's body, pressed it fiercely, and said viciously to her, "Ugly! The emperor doesn't want you to deserve it, let you be so disgusting......