Chapter 749

Hang Wei fainted in the messy bed, his weak body bowed into a ball, and under his body was a pool of bright red and dazzling blood. Ling er's eyes were wide open. She only felt that a heart was pulled to her mouth by force. The pain made her confused.

Suddenly, a sharp autumn wind blew in from the open window, and the little yellow candle went out suddenly. The whole inner hall suddenly fell into darkness, and only Ling er's sad voice echoed: "no! Come on! Something happened to the princess! "

On this day, Gong Yueyue just got up and pushed open the carved and hollowed out Xihong wooden window, which was dispelled by the warm autumn sun, and the good weather of white fog slowly appeared in front of her.

He couldn't help being in a good mood. Gong Yueyue cheered to Po Li behind him: "the continuous autumn rain has finally stopped. The weather is so good today. Go to the imperial garden with me to relax."

Happily put on a light purple blue silk embroidered light plum dress, with a jade white lily pleated skirt at the bottom. The green cloud is also like an inclined hairpin between the temples, a lanolin jade cluster hairpin. There is no powder on the pure white cheeks, but only an irresistible youthful vitality.

Looking at Gong Yueyue in the four leaf grass milk pattern bronze mirror, Po Li smiled and sighed: "he doesn't know how to cherish such a beautiful woman. He is destined to be a blessed person."

Hearing the ridicule in her tone, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but droop her head and giggle. For a moment, she smiled and whispered, "fortunately, he is a blessed man, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Carefully pondering Gong Yueyue's blurted out words, Po Li secretly accumulated some hidden worries, "look at the meaning of this girl, she doesn't mean ruthless love for her fourth highness, does she..."

He was thinking secretly, but unexpectedly, a pair of brown eyes waved Gong Yueyue's sharp fingertips. Po Li just came back and stared at him, but he saw Gong Yueyue's beautiful little face smiling at himself, "Po Li, what do you think? It's like being crazy. "

Po Li's fiery red lips, like a red rose, gently rippled a beautiful smile and said faintly, "let's go to the garden and don't live up to the good time."

In the autumn garden, the colorful chrysanthemums were still in good bloom at that time. Bending over and sniffing a newly opened light chrysanthemum, Gong Yueyue suddenly felt a cold and lonely cold fragrance quietly spread all over the whole chest. The sullen atmosphere accumulated in the fight room for many days was completely swept away.

He couldn't help but touch the delicate and lovely pale chrysanthemum with his soft white fingertips in the depths. Gong Yueyue also showed a foreign joy on his face. He was preparing to say something to Po Li, who was enjoying the chrysanthemum in the distance.

Gently raise the eyelashes, but Gong Yueyue feels a slight voice behind him, as if he is secretly talking about something. So, Gong Yueyue hurried down and hid his thin body behind the blooming chrysanthemums, with a heart pounding.

"Why did you call me into the palace again? If we are caught by irrelevant people, we can't save our lives!" A man's slightly anxious voice faintly came into Gong Yue's ear.

"Well, brother Chang, are you really willing to give up on me?" A woman's charming warbler singing and swallow singing is like a yellow warbler crying on the branches, "are you really willing to give up our mother and son?"

Hearing the woman's slightly sobbing question, the man immediately softened his heart, couldn't help but come forward and hold the woman. He apologized: "yu'e, I'm worthless. I watched your father send you to the old man, but there's nothing I can do. I deserve to die."

Then she would reach out and slap herself in the face. Sooner or later, the charming woman suddenly stretched out her hand to block the man's cheek. Danfeng's eyes picked up, and a kind of uncontrollable amorous feelings filled out in an instant.

"Brother Chang, don't worry, I will let our son ascend the throne of the Lord of South Vietnam!"

At first, Gong Yueyue only felt that which concubine in the harem could not forget her old love, so she invited her lover here to tell her true feelings. Remembering that he and Lin Wei were also separated by ruthless power, Gong Yueyue sighed that the dark tide was surging in her heart.

Suddenly, the sharp words of seizing the line in the woman's words suddenly startled Gong Yueyue's full attention and stabilized his mind. Gong Yueyue slowly moved his legs and feet squatting slightly under the chrysanthemum, and his long and wonderful eyes quietly explored the gap between the lush green leaves of the chrysanthemum.

Yin Jieyu's beautiful face caught the eye immediately. Gong Yueyue was so surprised that she suddenly raised her hand to cover her thin red lips. She cried out for fear that she could not cover her panic.

"How could this happen? The five princes are not your Majesty's blood!" Gong Yue's long and wonderful eyes are full of incredible waves.

The light of the cilia feather, Gong Yue Yue remembered what suddenly, not to turn the small face of the lotus petal, and looked at the direction of Yin Jieyu standing with the man. This time, they never saw their figure again, but only an empty Nanzhao Wutong.

Gong Yueyue secretly remembered the words he had just heard. In a moment, he said quietly, "brother Chang, who is he?"

When he got up, Gong Yueyue bent over and kneaded his slightly numb ankle, and secretly recalled what he had just seen. Suddenly, a gentle word called her mind back, "girl, it's time to go back to breakfast."

As soon as he lifted his eyes, his deep brown eyes caught his eyes. Gong Yueyue smiled faintly and said softly, "well, let's go back quickly." As he spoke, Gong Yueyue immediately took Po Li's soft hand and walked quickly to the direction of Lingxi palace.

Just now, when they came to the gate of Lingxi palace, Gong Yueyue and Po Li smiled and commented on the colorful chrysanthemums in the imperial garden.

Poli's deep eyes swept to the door, and he saw Bai Ji, who was solemnly looking, waiting under the door. She looked like something big.

Sure enough, she entered the inner hall and dismissed the maid. Bai Ji stared at Gong Yueyue and said in a low voice, "last night, the Crown Princess of the East Palace catchun hall miscarried!"

This sentence didn't arouse Gong Yueyue's vigilance at first. Staring at the strong sunshine like gold powder outside the window, he said with a leisurely smile: "it's inevitable that women will encounter such things during childbirth. I'll visit the crown princess in a few days."

Then Gong Yueyue took a small and lovely lotus petal white porcelain bowl on the red sandalwood round table, scooped up the boiled lotus seed soup and drank it quietly“ I'm afraid this child is not the prince's, but the fourth Highness's! "

Just listening to the "clatter", the porcelain spoon in Gong Yueyue's hand fell into the smooth lotus seed soup and sank slowly, just like Gong Yueyue's sinking heart at that time.

"Aunt Bai, is this serious?" Gong Yueyue gazed at Bai Ji with clear eyes. Her nod should prove the authenticity of this matter.

"The crown prince and the crown princess have been married for many years. The crown prince only favored the crown princess on the wedding night, and last night. The only possibility of the crown princess's sudden miscarriage is Her Highness four. "

Staring anxiously at the silent Gong Yueyue, Bai Ji frowned and continued: "I'm worried that the girl will be involved in the right and wrong of the palace and bear a false name for others!"

Gong Yueyue's lips rippled with a smile like nothing. He quietly looked at the golden powder sunlight outside the window. After a long time, he said quietly: "nominally, I am the fourth princess, but in fact I have nothing with him."