"The throne, haha, I gave it up to you for the sake of power, but why didn't you betray us for glory? This child must have come at the right time? Empress Shu,"
"Pah!" Qin Waner slapped Murong Xiao hard on the face, "Murong Xiao, you bastard!"
"Really?" Murong Xiao held Qin Wan'er's hand fiercely, her eyes full of resentment, "Wan'er, I was wrong, but anyone can accuse me, but you, you can't."
Qin Wan'er never expected that she would work so hard to carry Murong Xiao's child, but what she would get in return would be his confusion and accusation that she had never suffered such injustice. She stared at him with her eyes fixed on her bulging breasts.
Tears flowed down my lower abdomen uncontrollably.
She can't
Why not?
No! Everyone in the world can misunderstand her, but he, Murong Xiao, cannot!
Beauty's pear blossoms are the color of rain, they are always the most lovable
And Murong Xiao also gradually realized that what he just said was a bit harsh. These days, every time he thinks of himself handing Qin Waner into Murong Shun's hands, he feels deeply guilty and sorry. Since he made that choice
, what qualifications do you have to accuse Qin Waner?
"It's all my fault, Wan'er." Murong Xiao held Qin Wan'er in her arms affectionately. Seeing the person crying in her arms, she felt a little at a loss for a moment.
After a long time, Qin Wan'er's crying gradually stopped. Her slightly choked voice showed that she was very excited just now and had just stopped.
"Okay, I'm fine"
Qin Wan'er struggled out of Murong Xiao's arms coldly. The accusation just now made her last glimmer of hope disappear. Qin Wan'er could accept Murong Xiao's betrayal, but she absolutely could not accept his misunderstanding of her.
As time went by, it turned out that he was still like an ordinary man, not understanding himself
"My lord, please take care of yourself. I have been out here for a long time. I am afraid that the emperor will be worried, so I leave here." Qin Wan'er didn't say much, turned and walked away, leaving Murong Xiao standing there quietly, looking at the beauty's retreating back.
The snowflakes on my body have accumulated thickly
After adding wine, turning on the lights, and re-opening the banquet, Qin Wan'er returned to the main hall, just as Murong Shun led the ministers to watch outside the hall and came back dazzled.
After going out for a long time, no one noticed that Qin Wan'er's hands were red from the cold. Unable to help, she could not help but hug the heater in her hands tightly. The heat of the charcoal fire came, and her body gradually warmed up.
"Wan'er" Murong Shun walked to Qin Wan'er with hot wine and asked caringly: "Is there too many people and I feel uncomfortable?"
Qin Wan'er nodded, her face a bit ugly. Just after she came back from outside the palace, she felt some pain in her lower abdomen. Counting this, the child was nearly eight months old, and the day of delivery was within these few days. Qin Wan'er had a premonition in her heart that today's pain is different from the past.
But it's very different
"In this case, there is no need to abide by the rules of keeping the New Year's Eve. You go back to the palace and have a good rest." Murong Shun leaned close to Qin Wan'er's ear, his charming tone revealing unabashed concern.
Blessed, Qin Wan'er held the hand of the palace maid and went ahead. The phoenix chariot was driving on the snow-covered palace road, and the sound of the palace ladies' feet stepping on the snow could be clearly heard.