He gently pointed at Zhao Changyuan, who was hanging his head at the side, and said the word "angry" silently. Looking carefully again, he saw the folds scattered on the Phoenix Stone, and Gong Yueyue's heart suddenly became clear.
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Gong Yueyue slowly walked toward the silent Zhao Changyuan. Gong Yueyue gently raised her white wrist and waved her hand to signal Huang Naiguan to step back temporarily.
Jade-white pointed fingers gently touched Zhao Changyuan's broad shoulders, kneading his shoulders gently and gently. Gong Yueyue said softly: "Your Majesty, why are you angry?"
Hearing Gong Yueyue's faint voice, the heavy clouds in Zhao Changyuan's heart seemed to have been blown away by the breeze. He leaned back, his solid back nestled into Gong Yueyue's warm embrace, and said in a low voice: "Bei
Qin sent troops to attack Zhong Zhao, and Zhong Zhao sent envoys to ask South Vietnam to send troops to help. This matter was discussed in the court this morning."
Suddenly, Zhao Changyuan's voice was fierce, and an uncontrollable anger burst out, and he said angrily: "They are just wine bags and rice bags. When the time comes for the country to employ people, these idiots can't say anything!"
Gong Yueyue's pink plum-colored mountain-painted ink-and-cloud robe was slightly wrinkled by Zhao Changyuan's leaning body, and the lotus-colored pleated skirt hung quietly on the Phoenix Stone. Gong Yueyue was thinking slightly, and her jade-white fingers
The tip gently touched Zhao Changyuan's frowning forehead, and rubbed it gently.
Feeling the warm touch between his eyebrows, Zhao Changyuan suddenly grabbed Gong Yueyue's jade-white slender fingers that were resting on his face, and said quietly: "Yueyue, what should I do?"
Looking at the normally upright figure, he now looked like a hesitant child, lying in his arms at a loss. At that time, Gong Yueyue could not help but feel a hint of warmth in his heart, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I am my concubine.
As a queen, the women in the harem are not allowed to interfere in political affairs. This is the rule of South Vietnam."
Zhao Changyuan suddenly opened his dark eyes, stared at Gong Yueyue's pure white cheeks, and suddenly raised his voice: "What rules! Aren't the affairs of South Vietnam also our family affairs?"
Looking at his uncontrollable anger, I knew that he was really troubled, and at the time when he couldn't understand each other, Gong Yueyue smiled lightly and said: "When I was a child, my father explained to me the historical events of the Warring States Period. One of the
I remember the story very well.”
Heaving a sigh of relief, Gong Yueyue put her cheek against Zhao Changyuan's face and said softly: "The names of the people in the story are Su Qin and Zhang Yi, who are together vertically and horizontally. The power of the six kingdoms still frightened the powerful Qin State after all. Now that I think about it,
, this story is quite interesting."
After saying that, Gong Yueyue gently pushed Zhao Changyuan away, who was leaning in her arms, gently gathered the slightly wrinkled clothes on her body, and walked out with smiling eyes.
Staring at her long shadow reflected on the bluestone by the bright sunlight, Zhao Changyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, took a long breath, clasped his hands and said happily: "That's right!"
After a pause, Zhao Changyuan quickly sat up straight, his gloomy face cleared, and he said loudly: "Here, please bring Prime Minister Zhou and officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the palace immediately!"
Slowly walking down the smooth stone steps, Gong Yueyue stared at the attendants who were passing by her quickly. A look of worry could not help but appear on her petite face. "Am I going to be manipulated by the ruthless hands of fate again?"
Are you kidding!?"
A slightly heavy question clearly jumped in Gong Yueyue's soft heart. Strands of soft white catkins fell on Gong Yueyue's thin shoulders in the direction of the wind, and a hint of fatigue came over her. Gong Yueyue faced Guangyan.
A bright sun slightly closed his eyes.
She staggered back to Chengxin Hall, but the not-so-distant path made Gong Yueyue feel extremely tired. As soon as she arrived at the inner hall, she fell limply between the beds and couldn't help but retching.
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Looking at Gong Yueyue as if she was ill, Qin E lost her sense of proportion for a moment. After a while, she calmed down and called the internal officials to invite the imperial doctor.
In the pink and white light plum curtain, Gong Yueyue leaned gently against the satin beauty, with a few strands of black hair hanging restlessly beside her cheeks. She stared with heavy eyes at the imperial doctor who took her pulse, and said softly: "Mr. Li,
Do I have any hidden illnesses?"
On the other side of the hazy curtain, Doctor Li put his fingers on Gong Yueyue's snow-white wrist without changing his expression. After a moment, he stood up with a thick smile, bowed respectfully to Gong Yueyue, and said cheerfully: "
Empress, I would like to congratulate you, Empress, you are not sick. The reason why you are feeling weak is because you are pregnant."
"Oh, Doctor Li, are you telling the truth!?" Seeing Doctor Li nodding with a smile, Qin E suddenly put her hands together and laughed, and said happily: "That's great!"
And Gong Yueyue, who was sitting on the bed, also had a happy smile on her lips, and said softly: "So, Zhong Yue will soon have a companion."
Dr. Li's calm voice recalled leisurely, "Empress, your body is delicate and your pulse is a little unstable. You should take a good rest in the next few months before giving birth to avoid fetal movement."
After hearing what he said, Gong Yueyue solemnly nodded and said leisurely: "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Li."
Staring at Gong Yueyue's slightly pale face, Doctor Li then said solemnly: "Wei Chen is now going to prescribe a prescription for the empress to have a fetus. If you decoct it and drink it every day, it will definitely be beneficial." As Li spoke,
The imperial doctor picked up the sunken wood medicine box placed aside and followed Qin E, who looked happy, slowly towards the outer hall.
The tired Gong Yueyue relaxed herself on the soft beauty pillow, and her thick black hair spread gracefully along the body in the soft bed, like the first blooming ink-colored flowers.
The soft white palms couldn't help but touch her abdomen, Gong Yueyue smiled faintly, and there was clearly a hint of unnoticeable fatigue in her smile.
Not long ago, Gong Shen's words jumped into my ears again, "Sister, you can't accept your fate. You must know that your destiny is in your own hands!"
The silence in the Chengxin Hall spread through Gong Yueyue's thoughts that gradually became clearer, and she listened obediently to the sound of her heartbeat. The chaotic past that always came and entangled in the depths of the night disappeared in an instant.
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Touching the ancient ocarina with a slight coolness on her chest, Gong Yueyue said to herself: "I never want to forget the past events I have experienced, whether it is pain, tears, or laughter, everything constitutes
Something that is indispensable in my life.”
Gently lowering her slender eyelashes, Gong Yueyue slowly raised the ocarina towards the bright sun with her jade-white fingers. Through the light, looking at the vicissitudes of it, Gong Yueyue's clear eyes gradually became determined.
He stood up and said firmly: "In the past, I was indeed too weak, too negative, and too trusting in fate. Now I am a mother of two children, how can I continue to live like this!"
"Although Northern Qin is my motherland, it was also the country that ruthlessly separated me from my lover. It was it that made me travel across mountains and rivers and cross endless distances to South Vietnam. Once, I was already despairing. It was this man who used
His gentleness woke me up again! Could it be that the happiness I finally had will be ruined by my motherland again!?" (To be continued)