Qian Shang sat on the bed, looking at the room in the side hall with the faint light.
Queen Mother, today she summoned Qiye and told her that she wanted to marry her off.
Qiye's expression was cold and indifferent, as cold as ever
When she glanced at Qiye, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, as if she had that look of longing.
Since we have agreed to break up with Qiye, why bother struggling with it anymore?
And she, what's more, doesn't want to get entangled at all.
However, she couldn't sleep, not because the Queen Mother proposed to her to get married, nor because Qiye was always cold to her, but because she had some insomnia.
Today is the death anniversary of her poor child
How can she sleep
She gently got out of bed, opened the window, and looked at the starry sky, Qian Shang fell into deep thought.
She thought that her child might be looking at her
A smile appeared on her lips, but she felt bitter in her heart.
Maybe, growing up is like this, constantly learning things, and then constantly changing. However, she is a stubborn and slow woman, always learning things very slowly, so she cannot understand many things.
Only things can be hurt like this
If her father was here, she might be able to accompany him and live together silently.
I don’t know what the situation is like for the Prime Minister’s family now.
After sighing, she found that there was a black shadow shaking in front of her eyes. Qian Chang's eyes widened and she shouted softly: "Who!"
"Qianshang, it's me"
Qian Shang breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be Hart
Qian Chang smiled slightly, and suddenly felt some moisture on her cheeks. Qian Chang smiled awkwardly. That smile made people feel more distressed than crying. When she spoke, she said with a bit of nasal sound: "Hurd, you