If it were before Yejia, she would definitely be disappointed and sad. Now, she feels a sense of relief.
It was not until midnight that I was awakened. There was an extra person beside me, and my arms were stretched out and I hugged her. I was obviously extremely tired and fell asleep soon.
She was awake but didn't dare to say anything, and just pretended to be asleep. She quietly opened her eyes until she heard his breathing so evenly that she was obviously asleep.
I don’t know what it feels like in my heart, nor do I understand how I and him got to this point.
Time is so long, can you keep dragging it like this for the rest of your life? Hurt each other and be cold, and then, one day, he will be completely intolerable and killed by him? Entering the cold palace? She thought, how can she survive?
No, no, waiting for death like this is not a solution.
With my eyes open, it will never be dawn.
Maybe she kept turning over, and Tuoba Hong woke up in a short while.
At that time, it was almost dawn.
Before dawn, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
He could hear the sound of the two of them breathing, especially the lonely and lonely sound like her.
"Miaolian..."
She didn't answer him.
He said it straight: "Miaolian, maybe I am really not a good father..."
She sneered in her heart.
He wanted to talk about his parenting experience? This had nothing to do with him. This was her heart disease, which made her heart more heartbroken than talking about his concubines.
In the darkness, he sighed long: "I guess you have seen Xun'er too..." Xun'er is Gao Meiren's son, his eldest son, that child who is extremely arrogant and arrogant.
"Xun'er is the eldest son, but she is cruel by nature. She is so young, and it is common for whipping palace maids and eunuchs and even the masters I hired for him. I have observed him secretly, but I feel that this child has a cruel nature in his bones. He likes the most
Torturing the weak, I wish I could kill all the ants... I really can't imagine what the Northern Kingdom would become if such a child became the prince..."
She still didn't talk to each other.
His son--just his!
What does it have to do with yourself whether it is good or bad?