He wholeheartedly wanted to protect Chang Le, his young sister, and wanted to give her the best things in the world, but in the end... he killed Chang Le with his own hands. He really wanted to kill himself!
Huang couldn't bear it, so she held his hand and said, "Stop fighting. No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this. If we have to blame, we can only blame God for playing such a cruel joke on us."
"Empress, don't worry about me, I deserve to die!" Yong Huang said as he broke away from Huang's hand and continued to slap himself.
Seeing how horribly swollen his face was, Mrs. Huang refused to stop. She stopped him again and said, "That's enough, big brother. Do you want to beat yourself to death? But even if you really die, Changle will not come back to life!"
"
Yonghuang cried loudly, tears kept dripping from his eyes, running across his swollen and sore cheeks. Even if he was really beaten to death, it would not be enough to make up for the mistakes he made. Changle...how could he kill Changle?
How could he be worthy of his aunt!
All of this seems to have nothing to do with Xianyue. Her world can only accommodate Chang Le in her arms. She patted Chang Le and murmured: "Go to sleep, sleep well, E Niang is waiting for you to wake up, Chang Le,
You won’t abandon my mother, right?”
Mingyu walked over and pretended to persuade: "My dear concubine, the dead are gone, but the living will continue to live on. Don't be sad anymore. You will definitely have children of your own in the future."
"Go away!" As soon as Mingyu came close, Xianyue pushed her away, causing Mingyu to fall to the ground. Ji You quickly stepped forward to help him up, and then said angrily: "Concubine Xian, how can you be so indifferent to the Queen?"
present?!"
Mingyu stopped him and said: "It doesn't matter. The imperial concubine suddenly lost her beloved daughter, so she will inevitably feel depressed. Besides, I just fell, so it doesn't matter." As she spoke, she glanced at Hongli and saw that the latter was indifferent.
, feeling a little angry.
At this time, no matter what Xianyue does, Hongli will not blame her. The sudden death of his beloved daughter who has been waiting for more than ten years is such a shock that it is enough to drive a good person crazy.
He tried to slow down his tone and said, "Xiangyue, would you please give me Changle?"
Upon hearing this, Xianyue immediately tightened her hands, hugged Chang Le who was covered in blood, shook her head and said: "No one is allowed to take away my Chang Le, she belongs to me."
"No one wants to take Changle away, but...she has..." Hongli choked with sobs and could not continue. He was also heartbroken to lose this daughter who was not born long ago.
"Changle is fine, she is fine, I don't want to continue to listen to your nonsense here!" Saying this, Xianyue actually got up and ran out.
"Xiangyue, where are you going? You can't go out until you are full moon!" Faced with Hongli's call, Xianyue ignored him and hugged Changle tightly and ran away. No one knew where she was going.
Seeing this, Hongli hurriedly ran out, and Aluo and others followed one after another. When they got back, only Mingyu's master and servant were left in the house. Ji You whispered: "Master, are we going?"
Mingyu said angrily: "The emperor has gone, how can I not go? Help me out quickly, so as not to arouse the emperor's suspicion."
Ji You responded and hurriedly helped him out. After walking a few steps, the weather that had been sunny just now suddenly began to rain, and it became heavier and heavier. The autumn rain was cold and the autumn rain was pouring on him without any protection. It was really shocking.
Heartbroken, Xianyue ran very fast. Even Hongli couldn't catch up with her for a while. Seeing the autumn rain getting heavier, he stopped and said to the people chasing behind: "You go back first, noble concubine."
Just let me watch here."
Mrs. Huang said worriedly: "But how can I, my concubine, feel at ease when your concubine is like this?"
Hongli shook his head and said: "Given the condition of the imperial concubine, even if you are here, it will not help. You should all go back to avoid catching a cold. As long as I am here, the imperial concubine will be fine."
Under Hongli's persuasion, everyone had to turn around and leave. In the end, apart from Sixi and Aluo, only Yonghuang was left. No matter what Hongli said, he refused to leave.
Yue had disappeared, and Hongli had no time to pay attention to him, so he hurried forward to look for him.
Xianyue did not go far. After getting rid of everyone, she hugged Chang Le and sat on a step. The autumn rain soaked her whole body, and she just hugged Chang Le.
Across the cold autumn rain, Hongli stopped. Although the moon was very close at hand, he felt that he was far away from him. In just a few steps, he didn't know how to cross it...
Sixi found an oil-paper umbrella from nowhere and held it on Hongli's head to block the gentle autumn rain. Hongli took the umbrella and said, "You can stay here, I will go there alone."
Holding the umbrella, Hongli slowly walked up to Xianyue, squatted down and moved the umbrella to her head, and said softly: "It's raining, can you go back with me?"
Xianyue shook her head nervously and said: "No, I don't want to go back. You all want to lie to me and steal my Changle. I won't go back."
Hongli looked sadly at the little man in Xiayue's arms, and said in a gentle voice: "No one wants to snatch our child, but...Xiayue, Changle is gone, she has left us, even if you come back,
Escape can't change this fact!"
"No, Changle didn't leave!" Xianyue yelled these words fiercely, and then she was about to get up and leave. Hongli pulled her and said: "Xiangyue, what are you going to do to accept reality, or are you going to keep escaping like this?
Go down?"
"You don't need to worry about my affairs!" Before Xianyue finished her words, Hongli said excitedly: "You are my noble concubine, and you have been sleeping with me for more than ten years. Changle is my child, how can I ignore you?
!" He took a breath and continued: "Xiaoyue, Changle is gone, and my heart is very painful. She is my beloved daughter. I gave her the name of Changle, and I asked the Ministry of Rites to choose a title. I wholeheartedly want to give it to her.
The best thing in the world, but she refused to give me this opportunity. We only have more than twenty days of fate with her!" He had been carefully avoiding the word "death" and did not dare to overly stimulate Xianyue.
"No, she won't be so cruel and leave me. No, she is just sleeping." Xianyue murmured and repeated this sentence, unable to listen to Hongli's words at all.
Hongli firmly grasped Xiayue's shoulders and said loudly: "Xiayue, Changle is gone. Did you hear clearly? Changle is gone!"
"No!" Xianyue shouted in a hissing voice. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. Her umbrella had already fallen to the ground during the dispute. "Chang Le will not leave, she will never leave!"
Hongli grabbed her hand, asked her to touch Changle's face, and said loudly: "Feel it yourself. Is there any warmth on Changle's body? No, she is cold and no longer a living person. Don't stop.
I lied to myself."
The coldness on her fingertips made Xianyue shiver all over. She pulled her hand away forcefully and said, "No, Changle is just cold because of the rain. It will be warm when we go back and light the charcoal basin later."