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Chapter 92 Heartbroken

It wasn't until I felt that the banquet was about to begin that I slowly walked in and huddled in the corner without making a sound.

Unexpectedly, I met that little devil in the corner. His face was still not very good, a little sickly white, and he kept coughing. Fortunately, his forehead was not so hot. When he saw me, he also laughed happily.

He coughed more and more violently, and everyone around him looked at him with disgust, so he tried hard not to cough out, and his face turned red.

I held him in my arms distressedly. After being depressed for a long time, he stopped coughing, raised his little face, and looked at me with bright eyes. He saw that I was only wearing the most ordinary palace lady's bun, except for a white jade hairpin.

None. He was wearing the same white clothes without any decorations.

He pursed his lips, glanced at the extremely beautifully dressed women around him, and complained in a low voice: "Mom, why don't you dress up and at least let your father see you? How can I be with you?"

It’s really embarrassing, you look like the kind of person who gets lost in the crowd.”

"What are you talking about, brat?" I gave him a rude shudder, "How dare you dislike your mother? You don't want to talk about it anymore, do you?" I said as if to pinch his pink cheeks.

He hurriedly dodged and laughed from time to time. It wasn't until someone next to him deliberately coughed a few times to signal us that we stopped playing. Looking at the women who were sitting dignifiedly with inexplicable flushes on their faces and inexplicable hope,

Shao Shao and I looked at each other and smiled knowingly, covering our mouths and laughing secretly. But since everyone reminded us with actions, we behaved a lot.

I looked up and accidentally saw Huan Shuangshuang sitting next to Concubine Huan Xian. She had a rosy smile on her face and seemed to be very happy. She also had confidence and excitement that her dream was about to come true. Her belly

Already 6 months old, she has a bit of a potbelly, but she is still very well-dressed. Maybe it is due to long-term supplementation. Her body is round and plump, making her look more graceful and luxurious. She is probably looking forward to the title of Virtuous Concubine, which is true.

She deserves the title. Since she is pregnant with a dragon, she should naturally be rewarded. As if aware of my gaze, Concubine Huan Xian turned her head, nodded to me, and smiled meaningfully.

I was a little confused about what she meant. But I didn’t think too deeply about it and continued to look around. The Concubine Wang was not as happy as usual today. She had been sitting there coldly, as cold as ice. She might be arrogant in the harem.

After a long time, I suddenly wanted to make a new concubine. I was worried that it would affect her status in the palace.

What the women in the harem worry about every day is their status and the emperor's favor. This is their entire life. It is so sad and dry. They have no pursuit of life and no dreams of their own. I definitely don't want to be like this.

.Absolutely not.

"Mom, are you envious?"

"What?" I turned to look at Shao Shao, "What are you talking about being envious of?"

He rolled his eyes: "Of course I envy their status, their honor, and my father's attention."

I was stunned and said confusedly: "Why should I envy them?" I have money, status, and I don't care about the attention I get from relying on men like this. I lowered my eyes and said nothing.

Seeing my silence, he suddenly said: "Mom, you care about your father, right?"

I was really speechless about this kid's precocity and ability to see through human nature. I looked at him and was speechless when he asked me: If you don't care about him, why do you think about everything for him? If you don't care about him, why are you willing to give in?

He takes advantage. If he doesn't care about him, how can he tolerate his harm again and again. If he doesn't care about him, how can he atone for his sins. If he doesn't care about him, how can he even love his children.

"Then why not fight for it?" he wondered. Life in the palace had taught him that if he wanted something, he would fight for it, grab it, and even do anything to get it.

I looked ahead with empty eyes and murmured: "How can love be obtained by fighting for it?" Especially the love of an emperor, it is so difficult and so far away.

He coughed a few times and said curiously: "Mom, if you didn't fight, how would you know you weren't good?"

I was shocked and lowered my head to see his natural expression. Maybe the child's mind is so simple. He doesn't have so many scruples and thoughts as we do. In this way, there is no restraint, no restraint, no shackles, and he can rely on his own

Act according to your temper. That's what you really want.

I suddenly remembered a story I saw a long time ago. There was a man sitting on the ground crying and complaining: "God, why don't you let me win five million at a time?"

God also cried, and he said to the man: "Brother, then you also have to buy a lottery ticket!"

Another person complained to his good friend: "I have always liked her, ever since I was a child. I know everything about her, when is her birthday, what kind of boy was her first love, and she didn't do well in school when she was in school...

…I even know when her menstrual period is, and I even bought sanitary napkins for her. I like her so much, why doesn’t she like me?”

His buddy was silent for a long time, and just asked quietly: "Brother, have you confessed your love?"

The man suddenly realized that he had always liked her, and of course he thought she knew it. Being nice to her had become a habit over the years, but he actually forgot to tell her that he liked her.

How can I know it won't work if I haven't worked hard? I had some epiphanies, but I was still hesitant. Is it really possible? Is it really possible? How should I fight for it? I don't want to lose myself. I don't want to be as glamorous as those women.

, but ugly inside.

As if aware of my fear, Shao Shao squeezed my palm and said firmly: "Don't worry, Mom, I will always be by your side to support you."

When I was stunned, a voice suddenly appeared in my ear and shouted: "Weiying." I raised my head and looked around confusedly for a long time. Before I could recover, Shao Shao next to me suddenly whispered: "Father.

I’m calling you, come over quickly.”

I came back to my senses, stood up carefully, and carefully avoided everyone's vicious eyes, and walked step by step towards the man sitting in front of me. Why did he ask me to come over? I was thinking about this in confusion.

I saw Huan Shuangshuang, who was sitting in the third seat, looking at me with a pale face. What's wrong?

The noble man sitting in the middle pointed to the side and motioned for me to go there. Just as I was approaching him and about to get next to him, someone suddenly shouted: "There is an assassin! Protect the emperor!"

I reflexively looked back, and in the shadow of the sword, I saw an assassin dressed in black stabbing him straight with a sword. The sword was strong and powerful, as if he had gathered all the strength to stab him, and there were waves of sharp points all around.

He screamed, but before he could react in his mind, his body instinctively moved closer to him, preparing to block the fatal blow for him.

Before I could take action, suddenly a pair of strong hands from behind pulled me over and blocked me in front of him. I was startled and felt a chill in my heart. Instantly, a cry of sadness shot through my body. I smiled bitterly in my heart. Why would he pull me there?

Even if he didn't pull, I would block the harm for him. Before I could feel sad, the sword had already come to me, pierced my palm and inserted into my shoulder blade. The assassin did not expect that the emperor would pull the woman next to him.

I tried to block it. I was obviously shocked. I wanted to move away, but I couldn't take it back. I barely missed the stab, so the sword that was supposed to pierce my heart pierced my palm and shoulder blade. Instantly, pain spread throughout my body. I looked up to the sky and screamed.

, with a fierce look, I used my last strength to gather a palm towards the assassin who was already in front of me because the sword pierced my body. However, suddenly, I saw that the masked assassin could not help but be filled with hatred and apology.

His eyes filled with belief only saw a small reddish butterfly birthmark in the corner of his eye. Then, wasn't that what Uncle Fu said...?

I hurriedly collected my breath, and this retrograde energy hit my already weak body again. In an instant, my face turned pale again, and I vomited a mouthful of blood. After the energy of the palm was reduced, I gave it a gentle blow.

I pushed it out and whispered in his ear: "Go quickly!" and then used the power of my palm to let him fly away to prevent him from being caught. He looked at me in surprise, and before he had time to think, he had been pushed far away. He looked at the assassin.

Without any chance, he turned around and disappeared into the twilight.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling voice came from behind: "Seal the entire palace. The assassin is injured. I want him to be unable to fly."

I felt dizzy and my body gradually became colder and weaker. A pair of warm hands caught my sinking body. It was obviously so hot, but why, my heart was still so cold that it was about to freeze. And that ice

It seems that it takes more than just this little heat to melt it.

He looked at me worriedly, as if there was a trace of guilt in his eyes. I smiled sadly at him: "Your Majesty, I would have blocked it for you, and I will block it for you no matter what." He opened his mouth,

But in the end nothing could be said.

"Come here, come here, the doctor is here." There was chaos all around, and the assassin was so brave. He broke in alone and tried to assassinate him. He must have been determined to die. Just when I was distracted,

A small but soft hand held me, and his childish voice told me over and over again: "You will be okay, you will be okay, no, no..."

I wanted to smile at him, but my body hurt so much that I couldn't smile.

Suddenly, a familiar voice suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, come quickly, Your Majesty, Huan Jieyu seems to have fetal force, Your Majesty——"

There were earnest shouts over there, and here was the passionate woman who was willing to block the sword for herself. The emperor who never panicked suddenly felt uneasy. I stabilized my body, endured the severe pain, and struggled out of his arms.

Leaning my body on the short but strong shoulders, I freed up my other uninjured hand, endured the severe pain, and bit by bit, bit by bit, removed the remaining sword in my body.

Pull it out. Every inch I pull out, I wake up a little bit and wake up to the fact that he doesn't care about me at all.

"Ah——" After a shrill cry, my hand, which was cut bloody by the sword's edge, finally pulled out the sword. I bit my lower lip tightly, my face turned white little by little, and my body became colder and colder. The blood

It kept coming out of my body, and I could feel my life force draining away bit by bit.

"What are you doing?" A voice next to me exclaimed in panic. I avoided the hands that stretched out to hold me, leaned towards Shao Shao, still closing my eyes, and whispered softly: "Shao Shao, take me back.

"

For the first time, Sima Shao looked at his father so fiercely, so powerlessly, and so angrily, and choked out to the man who was leaning on him: "Don't worry. I'll take you back." After a moment of panic, I realized

When Yunying broke out of the siege, she ran to me regardless and helped me up. I could feel something hot hitting the back of my injured hand. She whispered in my ear: "Why are you so stupid?"

, so stupid." Then he stumbled away with me, resisting the desire to cry loudly.

The banquet was a mess. The concubines had already run away for their lives, and now the place was in a mess. Huan Shuangshuang accidentally tripped the concubines when they were fleeing, causing her to almost miscarry. I only learned this later

.

When I arrived at the gate of the palace, I was so weak that I could no longer stand and walk. My white shirt was a gorgeous red color, which was particularly weird at night. Shao Shao looked at me worriedly for a long time, then called a small sedan from nearby and asked me to sit on it.

Go inside.

After helping me into the sedan chair, Yun Ying hurriedly exited and directed the bearers to take me back to the palace. She vaguely heard that Shao Shao was sent to the Imperial Hospital to ask for Dr. Chen, also known as Qingsashi.

I don’t know why my consciousness is still a little bit awake. The pain prevents me from falling asleep. The light is scattered and the blood flows more and more. Suddenly there is a slight sound in the sky, and then there is a cool thing on my chest.

On my neck, I reluctantly opened my tired eyelids and saw the assassin who was also injured holding a sharp dagger against the main artery of my neck. It seemed that I would die if I struggled. He looked at me coldly.

He looked at me and warned me coldly: "Don't make a sound."

I had no extra energy to speak for a long time, so I smiled faintly and remained silent. My face became even paler.

The bumpy ride made me vomit a few more mouthfuls of blood.

"Why?" he asked suddenly.

I knew he was asking why I had to save him when he stabbed me.

The coldness in my body made me habitually huddle up in a small corner of the sedan chair.

Blood flowed from my lips, and I didn't have the strength to wipe it. I said weakly: "I don't have the strength to satisfy your curiosity now. If you believe me, just follow me."


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