Zhao Changyuan stared at the weak Gong Yueyue on his chest with pity, hugged her shoulders tightly, and took her into his arms distressedly. After a long time, Zhao Changyuan tried his best to remind himself to ignore the heartache, and asked gently: "You
What's wrong? I'm starting to think wildly again."
Gong Yueyue lay on Zhao Changyuan's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Suddenly, she whispered: "I went to see Hang Wei today."
When he heard her mention Hang Wei's name in his arms, Zhao Changyuan's breathing stagnated for a moment. He didn't know how to answer her words, so he simply chose silence.
"She no longer recognizes anyone, but whenever she speaks, the word Changyuan will always come out of her mouth."
Gong Yueyue looked at the red candlelight dancing in front of her with deep eyes, and lightly smelled the faint scent of borneol on Zhao Changyuan's body, "I just know how deep her love for you is."
Slightly closing her beautiful eyes, letting her slender eyelashes cast a crow color on her white cheeks, Gong Yueyue said solemnly: "She even insisted on giving birth to your child. Likewise, she is also pregnant with your flesh and blood, I am so scared.
"Compared with her decisive love, my love for you lost all color in an instant and became pale."
Carefully pondering the meaning of Gong Yueyue's words, Zhao Changyuan's silent eyes suddenly lit up with joy, he hugged her shoulders tightly, and asked hurriedly and hesitantly: "Yueyue, could it be that you are already...pregnant"
Pregnant!?”
Sensing his uncontrollable happiness, Gong Yueyue's fair cheeks were suddenly stained with a blush of shyness. She buried her pink face deeper and deeper into his chest and said in a low voice: "Well, the imperial doctor came to diagnose me today.
I’m two months pregnant.”
After a pause, Gong Yueyue's Qingyue voice echoed in Zhao Changyuan's ears again, "I know your feelings for me, and I am telling you this today just to reassure you. From Northern Qin to South Vietnam, I have been with you all the way.
When you come here, my heart is completely focused on you. However, when I see Hang Wei, I always feel distressed unconsciously. Maybe, without me, you and her would have become a couple long ago. "
Zhao Changyuan was anxiously about to argue, but the words he was about to blurt out were blocked by the warm red lips of Gong Yueyue who slowly came up from his arms.
After a long time, Gong Yueyue smiled greenly and said softly: "However, now I am your wife, you are my husband, and also Yueyue's heaven. I love you, I am willing to give birth to children for you, and I am willing."
I will spend my whole life with you."
While speaking, Gong Yueyue gently held the simple and small ocarina on her chest and said quietly: "This ocarina comes from Chang'an. I have always loved Pipa, but I don't know how to play it. When I came to Lin'an, it was your first time.
Blow it, I think, this is fate."
Seeing Zhao Changyuan's satisfied and happy smile, Gong Yueyue could not help but kiss him passionately. She had not felt such pure happiness for a long time since the day she left Luoyang.
She once thought that Chang'an would be her final home, but at the end, a shy edict made her travel across mountains and rivers to the beautiful Lin'an.
She once thought that the man she was kissing would have no connection with her in this life, but the changing fate eventually tied them closely together.
The pattering spring rain fell bit by bit along the transparent and crystal dripping eaves. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River was pouring down. Looking at the continuous clear rain through the dim and soft candlelight, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but open a charming smile.
, "Fate in the world is like this lingering raindrop. If you hold your hand casually, it will become a marriage."
After surviving the harsh winter, Zhao Changyuan officially ascended the throne. In this bright spring, he ascended the throne and became the Emperor of South Vietnam, with the title of Kaibao.
In the spring of March, the courtiers and people throughout South Vietnam were overjoyed that the new queen was pregnant.
It was well known throughout the country that Zhao Changyuan had no other concubines except Empress Gong and Concubine Hang. Concubine Hang had a mental disorder long before the canonization, and all hopes of passing on Guo Zuo were directed at Empress Gong.
Now, as spring begins and all things grow, Empress Gong is pregnant. This news indeed brings long-lost joy to the South Vietnamese court.
In the eyes of the courtiers, the fetus in Queen Gong's belly was given a heavy meaning. As the strength of Northern Qin continued to increase, the political situation among the six countries was also undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The purpose of marrying the Princess of Northern Qin was to dispel Qin Xuanzong's long-standing wariness against South Vietnam, and at the same time, he also wanted to slow down Northern Qin's war against South Vietnam through the in-laws of Qin and Jin.
Now, the original fourth prince has become the new emperor of South Vietnam, and the original fourth princess has also become the queen of the world.
If Queen Gong can give birth to a son, then he will become the crown prince as the eldest son. This is the best situation for South Vietnam, which needs to restore its national power after the change.
Caressing her increasingly bulging belly, Gong Yueyue's soft white cheeks were covered with a layer of gentle light. Looking at the green branches outside the window and the elf-like oriole birds singing, for a moment, the spring in my memory
She appeared in front of her again, but at that time, she had just arrived in Chang'an from Luoyang.
In just one year, all people and affairs were completely shattered. With her eyelashes lowered, Gong Yueyue's gentle eyes fell quietly on her belly, and a few strands of falling green silk swayed charmingly in front of her dark pupils.
After pondering for a moment, Gong Yueyue spread out her soft white palms and stared quietly at the winding lines. For a moment, a look of determination poured out of her eyes, and she slowly clenched her palms into a fist and used her other hand to
She gently touched her belly and said firmly: "Son, mother will definitely work hard to make you happy, and I will definitely make you happy."
"Sister, someone is coming from South Vietnam!" A young man's somewhat excited voice sounded steadily behind him. The girl turned her head, her unique melon seed noodles making her skin look better than snow under the sunlight.
She pursed her cherry lips lightly and smiled lively, her white teeth shining slightly, "Brother Shen, you are too restless. The smallest thing can make you happy like this."
Seeing that the girl was still laughing endlessly, the slender young man whom she called her younger brother sighed and said quietly: "How can there be such a big difference between being born from the same mother? If the eldest sister was at home, she would not be as frivolous as you.
appearance."
Hearing the young man's words, the girl's beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows raised upwards, her arrogant pointed chin also showed a bit of arrogance, a pair of black deer eyes glanced at her, and she said arrogantly: "How dare you use the word frivolous"
Describe me! If I become a queen in the future, you will be the first person I cannot spare."
As soon as he said this, the young man standing under the peach red tree suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter. The laughter was hearty and hearty, and even startled the birds chirping in the green trees on the treetops. "Second sister, you are too whimsical."
stop!"
The young man held his stomach and bent over with a sly smile. His black pupils quickly passed over the girl's rose-red cheeks, "It's incredible that our family can have a queen. You still want to be the queen. Oh, that's all, that's all.
If the second sister becomes the queen again, I will inevitably kneel down and kowtow to you." (To be continued)