"Yeah, it's so pitiful for her to be alone." She thought of her brooding best friend in the next room, and worry crept up her throat again.
When Zhao Changyuan rode his horse to the entrance of the palace, he suppressed all the joy of today in his heart. There was only one thought in his mind at the moment. There were only three days left before the execution of the evil young man. He had to see the emperor today no matter what.
He walked striding from the palace gate to the main hall. Along the way, he saw disappointed and worried civil servants, probably because they had failed to seek permission. He was heartbroken. At this time, he didn't care about the way of a monarch and his ministers, and simply climbed over the wall.
never mind.
Walking around to the side of the hall, he looked up and saw that no one was around. As soon as he regained his strength, he planned to kick up the wall.
As soon as he lifted his feet, he realized that his clothes were being pulled. He was startled. He lowered his eyebrows and saw that it was the little princess. No wonder he didn't see her just now. The top of her head couldn't reach his waist...
The little girl looked up at him with a smile: "Brother General!"
He quickly knelt down on one knee to perform the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers: "See Your Highness the Princess..."
Finally able to talk face to face with the most handsome big brother in her heart, the little princess couldn't help but go over and stretch out her little hands to squeeze his face: "Brother General, what are you going to do?"
"Senior..." He wanted to lie, but he didn't want to lie to a child, so he said honestly: "I want to climb over the wall to see the emperor."
The princess did not stop what she was doing, still playing with his face like a big rag doll: "Father will never see you."
"I know that, so...I want to turn over..."
The princess suddenly stopped and took out a piece of pastry wrapped in oil paper from her pocket: "Here, here it is for you to eat."
He declined politely: "Thank you, Your Highness, but I'm not hungry." Where can I think of eating now?
The little princess blinked her big eyes and said mysteriously like a little adult: "Father gave you food."
He was surprised and happy, knowing that there must be something inside, and hurriedly accepted the cake: "I obey your order... thank you!"
Just as he was about to say goodbye to the princess, the princess turned red and tugged on his robe to make trouble: "Brother General, teach me to climb over the wall, teach me to climb over the wall."
The child's innocence suddenly reminded him of his own flesh and blood in Gong Yueyue's belly, and a sweet smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Yes!" After saying that, he picked up the little princess and let her sit on his shoulder.
Then he stepped up the palace wall and stood upright on the towering palace wall.
"Wow... so beautiful! Hehe..." The little princess sat on his thick shoulders and did not feel afraid of heights at all. Instead, she was so amazed by the unparalleled beauty of the palace buildings bathed in the winter afternoon that she danced.
"Your Highness, you can take a good look at your own home." He ran briskly along the palace wall, and the smile that couldn't be concealed on his face made him look like a child. In ten months, he will have his own home.
The child may be like him, or he may be like the person he loves most. No matter what, he must use his shoulders to take him or her to see this beautiful river and mountains.
When Zhao Changyuan returned to the inn, the female members of the Zhao family were still talking and laughing around Gong Yueyue, while Du Ruotong was sitting in front of the bed absentmindedly in a daze. Seeing him come back, they all knew that they should leave space for the young couple to talk, so they went back separately.
They went to the guest room. Only Mrs. Liu said before leaving the room: "Zhao'er, take Yueyue down for dinner later. She has been lying down all day and needs to move."
"I know, mother." He agreed obediently.
Gong Yueyue pulled him closer to her: "Why is it so fast today? See you?"
"The Emperor didn't see me, but look." He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to her.
She softly read out a line of small words on the note: "I have no intention of killing the son of Zhongliang, but I have many concerns at the moment. I hope you can relieve my worries." After reading, she tilted her head and turned her big eyes alertly, and finally
He asked: "Who gave this to you?"
"It's the little princess."
She nodded: "Then it seems there is no fraud. I did think that the emperor might not really want to kill Pan Jingyuan."
It was rare for him to see her serious expression, so he couldn't help but smile and ask her: "What do you think of me, madam?"
"You think, if the emperor really kills Pan Jingyuan, it means that Pan Yu and Grand Master Pan will be pushed off the stage of history. Although most of the great politicians in ancient and modern times did not end well. But this is not the way our emperor ideally wants, and in the end
The key is that the timing is wrong." She said eloquently, with a layer of sophistication on her charming face that he had never seen before, "The emperor has just brought down Luo Xiangye, and the morale of the civil servants is already low. How can he be willing to give up?
Attack civil servants again? Only by keeping Grand Master Pan alive can we check and balance the overly powerful military attachés in the DPRK."
He nodded in agreement: "For example, the Zhao family, the Yang family, my master Cao Rui, and Wei Tingyue..."
"Exactly."
He touched her hair and said in a daze, "You have so many things in your little brain."
She spread out the note again, trying to help him share his worries as much as possible: "Well, the emperor gave you this note, which clearly expresses three meanings. First, his position and attitude. Second, his concerns.
.Third, we need to help him find a way to resolve these concerns. I have just analyzed the first one. The rest is to understand all the emperor’s concerns and defeat them one by one.”
But he held the note in his hand, took her body and leaned into his arms: "Madam, you are pregnant now, don't think so much, it's too nerve-wracking, just leave it to me to think about it."
The power struggle in the court is what he hates the most. He is not willing to let the woman he loves spend even a little bit of energy on these troublesome things.
She pressed her whole face against his chest and muttered: "I didn't want to think about it, but haven't you seen Ruotong, and your whole body has shrunk? I can't bear to see Young Master Pan die like this, how old is he?"
Yeah, I haven't even held hands with Du Ruotong, it's so pitiful."
But he lifted her chin with his hand, narrowed his eyes and scolded: "Then you let me lie to him, that's too bad of you."
She sat up straight and said seriously: "I didn't completely deceive him. To tell you the truth, Mr. Du really intends to accept the proposal of marriage from Mr. Wang, the Secretary and Supervisor. If he comes out alive this time, he must behave well, otherwise he will really
Nothing will happen without him."
Hearing what she said, Zhao Xiaobai couldn't sit still: "Really? What do you mean by Du Ruotong?"
"Of course she doesn't want to. How can the Wang family's young master be so stupid and stupid, with a face full of acne, short legs and a thick waist, compared with the beautiful and clever Mr. Pan? She said she would never marry until she died."
Zhao Changyuan frowned slightly and felt a little depressed: "But if Mr. Du insists on asking her to marry, I'm afraid... to be honest, I'm not optimistic." Among the people he knew, almost no one could escape the words of "the parents ordered the matchmaker to marry him."
"These eight heavy characters.
Gong Yueyue also knew very well that Du Ruotong was a girl from a good family in the ancient tradition. In the end, she might really be defeated by the intimidation of her parents. Thinking of this, she sighed: "So, this arrangement
Marriage is really harmful."
Hearing what she said, he suddenly remembered that his marriage was also the product of an arranged marriage, and he felt protective in his heart: "It can't be generalized. Aren't we two very good?"
She curled her lips and smiled, and said shamelessly: "That's all because I'm obedient and obedient in everything, don't you think so?"
He pursed his lips with a smile and held her in his arms again: "Madam, I don't want to lie in front of my child, lest I teach him bad things."
"Huh!" She snorted unconvinced. Suddenly, not knowing which tendon was wrong, she asked casually: "Eh? What do you think would happen if the person with you now was still Yang Yiyi?
?" Thinking that there was another woman in this world who once loved him so obsessively and almost had him and became his wife, Gong Yueyue felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart.
Zhao Changyuan was really stunned by her question. He thought about it and told her seriously: "This... I never thought about it. But since she is my wife, I think I will still fulfill my responsibility as a husband, and I will
Be loyal to her."
She was leaning on his chest at this moment, her strong heartbeat vibrating in her ears through his strong muscles, bones, skin and flesh. The alluring man's body odor rushed into her heart and lungs, making her feel numb in her heart and dizzy in her mind.
Her little hands had unknowingly penetrated into his clothes and touched his hot and soft skin. So when she heard his words, her lustful brain instantly went astray: "Responsibility? What...husband's responsibility?"
Don't you just want to say that you will have sex with her?" After saying that, she got out of his arms.
He was confused and asked innocently: "What, what, what? Madam, what are you talking about?" As he said that, he leaned over.
"Oh, go away!" She stretched out her hand to block him in disgust. It wasn't that she was disrespectful to the deceased, nor was she intentionally making trouble. She just imagined the scene where he was with others. Even if he held a small hand, her alveoli were filled with tears.
It has already torn apart. She, Gong Yueyue, has never been such a cautious woman, but pregnant women sometimes suffer from emotional illnesses, such as her at this moment.
Seeing that her face seemed to be really cold, the young general was even more puzzled. He squeezed her hand that was blocking the two of them, grabbed her shoulder, and asked a little aggrievedly: "What did I say wrong?
Why are you angry?"
"A husband's responsibility... Huh!" She snorted and opened his robe with her hands.
Only then did he understand what she meant, his face flushed, and he held her head with his arms, dumbfounded: "I really want to open your brain and see what you are thinking about all day long!"
"Porn, gambling and drugs."
The first three months of pregnancy is the most unstable period for the fetus. Gong Yueyue, who is well-informed, naturally understands this truth. Therefore, no matter how tired these two are, they can only swallow their saliva in their stomachs.
One of them memorized the "Being a Teacher" again. The other one imposed a ban on himself. In the past three months, he would never take advantage of him. He was prohibited from eating his ears, touching his breasts, and playing with his treasures.
Mrs. Liu was particularly worried about this matter and asked Aunt Six to warn her alone after dinner.
Now that Du Ruotong was with Xiaomei at night, he returned Gong Yueyue to Zhao Changyuan, who had been sleeping alone for many days.
Waking up at night, she found that the rising and falling chest in front of her eyes still seemed to be unsettled. Yueyue raised her head and looked into his starry eyes with sleepy eyes: "Mr., can't you sleep?"
He kissed her forehead and patted her back with both hands: "No, I'm thinking. You go to sleep first." (To be continued)