Of course, she is not so selfless. She is thinking about everything for Chun'er, but she can't help herself. Once something really happens, how many crimes will she bear?
Moreover, what she was even more frightened was that what if the child in her belly was not her son?
What if it was just a daughter?
At that time, like everyone else, she believed that Chun'er was His Majesty's flesh and blood: her appearance was there, she could not identify her weight before, but now, the father and son were almost carved from the same mold, and there was still a
Fake??
She once again thought of the story of Emperor Wu of Han and Chen Ajiao. If Emperor Wu of Han had no help from the princess, he would not have been able to ascend to the throne of the princess. [26nbsp;]
And what allies are there around me?
At this time, she was very melancholy and lost. Over the years, she did adhere to His Majesty's lesson: be his only confidant, listen to his own words, hold a loyal heart, and of course she disdains to form a clique for personal gain.
At the beginning, the imperial concubine was not without people cursing her, but she didn't bother to form cliques and made small moves on her back.
If you have the same mind, why bother to fight?
Little did he know that Cui Yunxi had such a strong backer, so no one could do anything to them.
"Shui Lian, this time, I decided to be selfish."
She couldn't make a sound.
I don’t know what he meant by “selfishness”.
It took a long time to slowly: "Your Majesty, you are the only one of my backers."
He was stunned, suddenly laughed and hugged her shoulder: "Little devil, isn't it enough to have such a big backer as me? Is it too hoped that there would be another backer to make a decision?"
She blushed: "You must also promise me something..."
He was surprised: "What's the matter?"
"You must only let me be your true confidant, and only trust me wholeheartedly. No matter what rumors you have, don't pay attention to, don't take them to heart. In this life, you must believe me and always support me, and never do it.
Face to me..."
He laughed: "Little Devil, have you copied me if you still do it?"
She said leisurely: "No, aren't we just a copycat country? Your Majesty, do you agree to me?"
"Agree, agree, of course."
The emperor walked over slowly, put his hand on the chair behind her, slowly down, and stroked her belly. After a while, he suddenly shook.