Penghao's voice was weak, and there was already a trace of despair in her heart.
All her struggles now are to get the child back to her. However, returning to her means that the child will die.
There is no mother like her in the world.
Penghao's tears flowed down and washed away the makeup she had just put on.
"elder sister."
Yu'er endured the grief in her heart and forced herself to put on Penghao's makeup.
Yu'er supported Penghao and put a dagger in Penghao's arms.
"Sister, please go away."
According to etiquette, Yu'er was not qualified to enter the main hall. Yu'er put the dagger in Penghao's arms, and she told Penghao that everything was up to her.
Yu'er knew about her sister's relationship with her brother-in-law whom she had never met. Her sister was a woman from the South and would never marry this barbarian. After the ceremony, when the child was brought, her sister would use this dagger.
Kill the child, then kill yourself.
Yu'er watched her sister walk out of the palace gate surrounded by everyone in the palace.
There was tranquility on her face.
My sister is gone. My sister will go on the road with her children.
And she will follow her sister.
On Huangquan Road, she will also take care of her sister and children.
She was just waiting for that last moment to arrive. At that time, she would follow her sister without hesitation.
When the sun slowly set over the vast horizon, the western sky had turned a light red, with light lake green floating on the light red clouds. A faint and cold twilight enveloped the sky.
When the lanterns first came on, Linhu Palace was already bustling with activity, especially the main hall. The solemn voice of the high priest came from the majestic main hall.
"Wolf King, the queen is in place. The concubine ceremony will begin now. All the ministers congratulate you."
Ritual music played in unison, and ritual vessels, bells and drums rang in unison.
Groups of palace maids came carrying gift trays.
"Snow Rouge receives a golden book to thank the king for his kindness."
In the long voice of the high priest,
The ministers paid their pilgrimage and the concubines took their seats. Everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. No matter what these old and new beauties were thinking, life in the palace was like this. It was always inseparable from conspiracy and love. It was always inseparable.
Drive death and greed. No one is exempt. In such a lonely palace, so many women have mercilessly burned their youth.
Taibu's voice rang loudly amidst the numerous and complicated ritual music.
"Snow rouge thanks the king for his kindness"
As a palace official shouted,
Penghao came in supported by the palace maid.
A burst of Lin Hu fairy music sounded. A group of musicians wearing Lin Hu costumes came out. Behind the musicians was a group of dancers. They danced the passionate Lin Hu dance. The formations were constantly changing, forming various grand ceremonies.
Posture. The music slows down and the dancers exit.
Then there was a group of palace maids dressed in white. They walked in as if they were flying or floating, so peaceful and slow. There was no trace of the hustle and bustle just now. They only had calm demeanor and elegant expressions.
There were no gems, gold or jade in their hands. They only had Tianshan snow lotuses carved from white jade in full bloom.
They walked into the main hall slowly, stood in the middle of the main hall, and lined up. It was like the curtain of the northern city had opened in the capital of the south.
Behind the palace maid, a beauty in white clothes slowly walked out. She was dressed in white, like a dream in this noisy world. She was like a goddess on Tianshan Mountain, without language, only a kind of solemnity. All the worldly dreams.
Everything turned into nothing in front of her.
Her face is as picturesque as a sculpture, without any expression, just like a dream, a dream that she will never wake up from.
All the people in the hall stopped their movements. Their eyes followed this wonderful person. They were all thinking that this was the legendary slave girl from the Central Plains who bewitched their Wolf King by bewitching her country.
Sure enough, she is not an ordinary person in the world. There is no trace of evil in such a woman.
Only then did they realize the Wolf King's persistence. Let alone the Wolf King, any man would forget everything after seeing such a stunning beauty.
I heard that this woman also has a child, and the Wolf King still wants her.
Now that I have seen it, I understand in my heart.
It would be a waste of time to have a fate with such a woman.
After seeing this woman, all the women in the world stopped looking at her.
In all the ceremonies, the most beautiful woman, the eyes of many men, and the jealousy of Queen Lan Yu Tingfang.
Penghao was just an expressionless walking corpse. This torture ritual lasted for most of the day, and it wasn't until dusk fell that everything ended.
At the beginning of the lanterns, as night fell, Penghao was helped back to the harem from the complicated ceremony that made her sad. This is a brand new palace, and this palace has a beautiful name, Moon Palace. Yes, Penghao looked at it
In the night outside, a fragile bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Moon Palace, she is the lonely fairy in the Moon Palace. This life will never have anything to do with warmth. There has been no warmth in her life for a long time. Just when Yinqi disappeared step by step from her eyes by the pool, she finally left.
At that moment in Qi Wang Palace, happiness no longer belonged to her.
She is indeed a life cursed by God. She will spend her whole life in coldness and darkness. She has harmed herself and everyone around her who loves her.
If it hadn't been for her, my mother wouldn't have died of hemorrhage, and Yinqi wouldn't have been sad. The newborn child wouldn't have been controlled by others. Wet nurse Yalin wouldn't have gone far away, with her life and death uncertain. It was all her.
Penghao no longer sheds tears.
After tonight, she will no longer be Yinqi's Ling'er, she will be the concubine of the Wolf King of the Northern Kingdom.
Snow Rouge, Penghao made me laugh again, such a ridiculous name. A concubine as crystal clear as snow, or a concubine as cold as snow.
However, Penghao knew that it was impossible for her to marry the Wolf King of the North as his concubine. In this life, she was just Yinqi's lover and a slave of Qi. She only belonged to him, and she would be a ghost accompanying him even after she died.
.
"Snow Rouge, the Wolf King has an order to give Rouge a gift."
A palace servant's voice awakened Penghao from her dream.
Penghao raised her confused eyes.
"Gift?"
For a moment, her eyes lit up.
The child, her child. The Wolf King promised her that after the ceremony, she would let her see the child. After tonight, tomorrow the child will stay with her forever.