Chapter seven hundred and ninety-two the prince died
A teardrop exuding warmth fell gently from Gong Yueyue's gloomy pupils. She squeezed Bai Ji's warm hands tightly with her backhand. Gong Yueyue suddenly cried out in pain, and her thin shoulders also trembled.
He kept on choking and said: "Aunt Bai, it's my fault. It's me who didn't think highly of Zhong Yue, so he suffered an accident. Aunt Bai, it's all my fault."
Along with her cries like tearing silk, the tears that Bai Ji had held back for a long time suddenly slipped down. She caressed Gong Yueyue's back and said softly: "Girl, cry out happily. We all know your suffering."
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"What!? Zhong Yue is dead!?" Hearing such news from Liuhe who looked sad, Gong Yin's pretty cheeks suddenly changed color, her big deer eyes suddenly filled with tears, she shook her head lightly and said in silence
: "No, it's impossible. That night I saw that Zhong Yue was still fine, fine."
Liuhe's usually polite and steady eyes revealed a look of disdain. He glanced at Gong Yin with a clear voice and said softly: "That's right, the letter from the imperial doctor on duty at Chengxin Palace came at noon today, saying that the prince is dead.
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Empress Dowager Wu, who was lying on the imperial concubine's couch for a lunch break, was disturbed by the sudden exclamation. She lazily turned sideways and said dissatisfied: "Liuhe, what are you and Yin'er talking about? It's disturbing the Ai family.
quiet!"
Before Liuhe could say anything, Gong Yin knelt down in front of Empress Dowager Wu's phoenix-carved concubine's couch, her long and fine eyelashes wet with tears, and cried: "Empress Dowager, Zhong Yue, Zhong Yue is gone!"
The golden sunlight reflected from the half-closed Xihong wooden window suddenly illuminated a cat's-eye emerald ring between the fingers of Empress Dowager Wu. The dazzling golden light instantly penetrated Empress Dowager Wu's eyes, and she called out in a low voice: "Zhong Yue,
My Zhongyue..."
Slowly approaching Gong Yueyue, who was dressed in plain clothes, Zhao Changyuan's voice contained a dull pain, "Yueyue." Gazing at the snow-white gardenia flowers among the green branches in the Chengxin Palace Garden, Gong Yueyue's
There is a silent coldness between the eyebrows, and the heart is dripping with red blood stains along with the raindrops.
"I know you are blaming me, Yueyue, you can hit me or scold me, but don't ignore me and talk to me." Looking at her increasingly thin body, Zhao Changyuan felt waves of overwhelming pain.
It came and he had no way to avoid it.
His response was a long silence. "Because of the miscarriage, you have been ignoring me. Yueyue, I am a man, and I am an emperor who rules the country! I also have the dignity and weakness of a man, and I need you the most.
When I gave you encouragement and care, you responded with ice-cold coldness!"
Slowing down his voice, Zhao Changyuan said solemnly: "At this time, Gong Yin appeared. Her young and passionate confession satisfied my vanity as a man. Her eyes full of admiration aroused my unprecedented desire to protect her.
Desire. And these are things you have never shown."
After a brief pause, Zhao Changyuan said painfully in the unbearable silence: "Are you going to use silent silence for the rest of your life to retaliate against me?"
His voice echoed clearly in the Chengxin Palace, and passed by Gong Yueyue's ears one after another. He stared at the fragrant flowers sadly, Gong Yueyue's jade-white fingers pinched the soft white palms fiercely, and the feeling that kept rising
The pain clearly passed into Gong Yueyue's chest.
Listening to the footsteps of Zhao Changyuan turning away angrily, Gong Yueyue's dim eyes flashed with pain, and she said solemnly on her lips: "How can I forgive? How can I forget the fact that you are entangled with my sister whose blood is thicker than water?
!Zhao Changyuan, you broke all my illusions about love. Even my only hope of living in the palace, my Zhong Yue, has left. How do you want me to talk to you!? How can I say it!?
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A sneer appeared on her lips, Gong Yueyue closed her eyes in pain, and her soft white palm suddenly touched her heart.
"It has been a few months since Zhong Yue passed away. I thought, I can no longer wrong Gong Yin." Gently blowing away the tea foam floating in the snow-white tea cup, Empress Dowager Wu pursed her lips and sipped the green Biluochun tea, which was crystal clear.
His eyes fell on Gong Yueyue who was silent.
The sunlight brought a little color to her pale face. After pondering for a long time, Gong Yueyue slightly blinked her fine crow-colored eyelashes and said lightly: "Everything can be done according to the Queen Mother's wishes. There is no need to ask me what I mean."
The end of Gong Yueyue's eyes slightly raised a beautiful arc, and Queen Mother Wu's calm and calm expression suddenly came into view. Her breathing could not help but become rapid, and the fingers holding a piece of jade-white silk suddenly clenched into fists.
"Hey, the Ai family is relieved after hearing what you said. Speaking of which, you and Gong Yin are sisters from the same mother."
As she spoke, Empress Dowager Wu's eyes flicked to the clear green Xiang Fei bamboo rustling in the breeze outside Chengxin Palace. A faint smile passed across her lips and she continued: "As smart as a queen, I have always heard the story of Empress E's daughter-in-law.
.One day, you will understand Aijia’s thoughts.”
After a brief pause, Empress Dowager Wu chuckled again and said: "The fifth day of next month is a good day, so let's choose that day to ennoble Yin'er as a noble concubine!"
After hearing these words, Gong Yueyue's expression suddenly changed, and she said in a leisurely voice: "As usual, the four concubines of South Vietnam are noble, virtuous, virtuous, and virtuous. Now there is Concubine Hang in the harem, the Queen Mother..."
Empress Dowager Wu snorted coldly, looked at Gong Yueyue in front of her with bright eyes, and said steadily: "Yin'er is the queen's biological sister. Who else can match the title of noble concubine besides her?
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Raising her hands to fiddle with the vivid petals on the gilt peony necklace on her chest, Empress Dowager Wu suddenly raised her eyelashes, and her slender deep eyes reflected the clear light. She pondered for a while, and then heard her say in a clear voice: "Yin'er
Now that she has become a noble concubine, Hang Wei will naturally have to downgrade herself and let her be renamed a concubine Shu."
Having said that, before Gong Yueyue could react, Queen Mother Wu stood up slowly and said in a long voice: "Your Chengxin Palace is too boring, no wonder His Majesty doesn't want to rest here. Queen, you can
You also need to reflect on yourself. Speaking of it, Yin'er has a good temper."
As she spoke, Empress Dowager Wu tilted her head slightly, glanced at Liuhe who was standing respectfully with hands down, and said loudly: "Liuhe, tell the officials to drive back to the palace!"
The crisp sound was like an oriole singing in the morning. A smile spread across Gong Yueyue's lips unconsciously, and then she lowered her fine eyelashes and said quietly: "Zhong Yue is gone like this, I can still be like before.
Are you living happily? Every time you laugh, my heart hurts. Qin'e, do you think I did something wrong? "
Staring at Gong Yueyue with bright teeth and bright eyes in the four-leaf breast-patterned bronze mirror, Qin E said seriously: "Girl, how could Zhong Yue's death be your fault? He is so innocent and cute, and it was all due to the negligence of Your Majesty and the Second Miss.
Let him die a violent death!"
After a slight pause in her words, Qin E's eyes gradually focused on Gong Yueyue's thick black hair, and she said softly: "Zhong Yue loved his mother the most during his lifetime. Now he must be looking at the girl in heaven. If you smile, he will
He can also laugh; if you cry, he will cry too. Girl, just relax." (To be continued)