The night was already thick, and a candle like beans was lit in the dim room. The flames were occasionally blown by the night wind entering the window, and almost wiped out several times.
A maid came in and wanted to add a glass cover to the lonely candle, but Cheng Cheng refused.
Lying on the carved bed, she was clearly dim and dark, and she was not sleepy at all.
I have been back here for several days, but when I move a little, the wound on my body can bring out a heart-wrenching pain. The pain makes her sweat soaked in her summer thin shirt.
The wound on this body seems to be unhealed.
However, no matter how much the pain in my body hurts, it still cannot resist the pain in my chest.
I was holding a piece of plain white rice paper in my hand. The rice paper had been wrinkled and smoothed, smoothed and wrinkled. Several dense lines had rotted, with fur edges on the edges.
The originally beautiful small calligraphy on the paper was wet by the tears she cried many times, and the ink traces turned into a cloud of mist, and the original appearance of the words could no longer be recognized in many places.
A undulating part of his chest, Cheng Fangfang sighed, and a string of tears fell on the corner of his eyes.
Gu Yuqing asked someone to send a message to her, and the letter was a naked threat, which made her choose a day to meet in Bazhen Pavilion within three days. Gu Yuqing only waited for her for three days. If she couldn’t see her during this period, she would not even think of seeing Gu Yuhe again in this life.
At the end of his trust, Gu Yuqing said without hesitation: I wonder if I can understand what a white-haired man gives to a black-haired man.
Originally, Concubine Cheng still had a hint of hope. Even though she was not a biological sister, Gu Yuqing could still think of the love she had been together for many years and treat Ahe well, but now it seems that it is a dream.
Gu Yuqing wanted to invite her to meet, and I thought she would use Ahe as a bargaining chip to threaten her to do something.
My heart seemed to be tightly wrapped in a thick rag. Every time I breathed, I had to use a lot of strength to breathe.
Concubine Cheng endured the pain, supported the couch with her hands, gritted her teeth and sat up, drew her embroidered shoes and walked to the window. The cool night breeze blew across the tip of her nose, and she felt a little more comfortable.
The past is like waves, and it is coming in turmoil at this time.
Ten years ago, the delivery room with a strong bloody smell.
She had almost a whole night of giving birth to Gu Yuhe. At that time, she was so weak that she didn’t have much strength. But when the midwife hugged Ahe, she heard the continuous “Wow” crying, and her heart melted inexplicably.
The exhausted strength came back from somewhere, and she called the midwife hoarsely, “Come on, I’ll take a look.”
The midwife smiled and hugged the baby in her arms to show her.
Newborn child, body from motherThe blood stains brought out of her body have not been washed away, and she suffered extremely severe morning sickness during her pregnancy and could hardly eat anything, so the child was also extremely thin.
Looking at the kitten-like child, her heart suddenly felt ache. No matter how uncomfortable and disgusting she felt, she should have tried her best to eat more.
This was her first child. At that moment, she swore that her child must grow up safely in this extra cruel Duan Palace, which was particularly cruel.
When the wet nurse picked up the child from the midwife, she no longer had the strength to support her and fell asleep.
Maybe it was because she had too much labor, and it was already three days later when she woke up.
Prince Duan sat next to her bed, looking at her with affectionate eyes. While reaching out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, he also told her a shocking news in a gentle voice: the child is gone.
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