Chapter 752

Gong Yueyue's butterfly wing thin eyelashes were soaked by the annihilated tears in silence. He endured the sour tears at the tip of his nose. Gong Yueyue said lightly: "I received a letter from Yang Zhai from Chang'an a few days ago."

After a meal, Gong Yueyue choked and said, "his wife, Princess Yuzhang, is pregnant." After a meal, Gong Yueyue buried his petite face into Zhao Changyuan's warm chest and said in a low voice, "I know I shouldn't blame him or be angry, but my heart feels pain anyway."

Seeing that she spoke frankly about the hidden pain in her heart and felt her surging heart in front of her chest, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help stroking Gong Yueyue's back and said gently, "I don't know your pain. Hang Wei and I have known each other since childhood. Who knows that Princess Nanyun, who is going to marry her eldest brother, died of a violent illness. Overnight, hang Wei became my sister-in-law Wang. "

"You saw through my mind on the night of the family dinner. For a time, I hurt you. It's my fault. " Zhao Changyuan hugged Gong Yueyue trembling in his arms and apologized.

Gently raised his pink lotus face, raised his star eyes and glimpsed the black night like ink. Gong Yueyue's cool eyes gradually warmed a little, gently shook his head and said softly: "I don't blame you. I should know how important she is in your heart."

Bai Ji and Po Li, who were not sleeping in the distance, were standing in front of the vermilion Palace door, looking at the figures embracing each other under the moonlight plum tree.

A soft smile slowly rippled on Bai Ji's dignified face. Although she was smiling, Bai Ji shed a trace of clear tears in her huge eyes. She couldn't help shrugging the tip of her nose. Bai Ji said happily: "Miss Gong has finally been temporarily stable."

Knowing that she had a lot of feelings in her heart, Li wenran smiled, put her hand on Bai Ji's shoulder, intimately close to her, and said softly, "aunt Bai, I haven't seen Gong Yueyue smile like this for a long time. Until today, I found that her coldness and coldness are all props for her to disguise her strength. "

After standing for a long time, Gong Yueyue, who was recovering from a serious illness, softened his feet, and his whole body softened immediately. Zhao Changyuan quickly crouched down and held her horizontally in front of his chest.

The snow-white and light moonlight shrouded his handsome face. Gong Yueyue gently leaned against his broad arm and closed his tired eyes. A pulse of warmth turns back in this lonely and cold early winter dark night.

From that day on, some changes that Gong Yueyue had never imagined, such as ethereal clouds, quietly filled between her and Zhao Changyuan.

The same night was tender for Gong Yueyue, but it was an unforgettable traumatic time for Wang leshang.

In the past, the spring palace always echoed the continuous laughter and laughter of her and crown prince Zhao Hongji. However, this night, Zhao Hongji changed his majesty.

He kept drilling into Wang leshang's arms, kept waving his hands in mid air, looked frightened, stared straight ahead, and kept shouting, "don't come here! Don't come here! Don't hurt me! "

Seeing Zhao Hongji's white complexion, Wang leshang was in great pain. He couldn't help but quickly said to the maid, "go and ask the doctor!"

Drooping his eyelashes and staring at Zhao Hongji curled up in his arms, Wang leshang's powder tears gushed out and choked: "Hongji, you must be good. If you have any accident, how can I stay alone in the world."

Hazy tears blurred Wang leshang's bright eyes. The past came with the giggle of a young child and the sound of horseshoes.

"Daddy, I want you to hold me!" Under the bright spring sun, a little girl in a pink cherry spring shirt, with big watery eyes, said coyly to a thin middle-aged man.

As she spoke, the little girl also smiled, stretched out her little pink hand and ran towards the middle-aged man. He couldn't help but be full of joy. The man squatted down and held the pink little girl in his arms. He spoiled him and said, "leshang, did you study well with Master Li today?"

The pink girl was Wang leshang when she was young. At that time, her father was an official of the current Dynasty. She was a little older. By chance, she became a close friend of Princess Zhao Boyu of Qiantang in South Vietnam. She went in and out of the forbidden inner court with her.

That spring was the season when the pink cherry blossoms fell. Wang leshang met the second prince Zhao Lixian under a beautiful and bright cherry tree.

Inadvertently, Wang leshang's feelings of a girl jumped with the flying pink cherry. At that time, the slender boy was the most secret happiness in her girl's dream.

Later, everything changed. Earth shaking changes made her meet crown prince Zhao Hongji in the uneasy waiting in the spring palace.

Almost everyone believed that he was a violent man with a violent temper, but Wang leshang clearly saw the hidden loneliness from his cold eyes.

From the day she first arrived at the East Palace, Wang leshang knew that her heart and even her whole life were firmly entangled with Zhao Hongji.

Zhou Yimei stood in front of the Xihong wooden window, dejected and bleary. A cold touch hit her delicate skin with the opening of the wooden window.

The bright moonlight quietly shines on the deep palace, and Zhou Yimei's sad face adds a different charm to the dark night. Although, this charm is written by sadness.

A few months ago, wearing a new flowing red wedding dress and a delicate xipa embroidered with mandarin ducks, she entered the king's city and became the wife of the third prince Zhao Zhihao.

When the skinny Zhao Zhihao lifted her veil, Zhou Yimei trembled nervously. In an instant, the bright light of the surplus surface shone on her beautiful melon seed surface. She couldn't help pulling up her sleeves to cover the dazzling light. A gentle man's voice came to her ears: "the wedding time is so long, you must be hungry?"

The lively Zhou Yimei couldn't help laughing. Yingying put down her clothes. A handsome young man suddenly caught his eyes and couldn't help thinking: "is this the husband who will accompany me all my life?"

Reaching out for the wedding cake handed by Zhao Zhihao, Zhou Yimei smiled and ate it with joy.

After the wedding, her feelings with Zhao Zhihao became more and more like paint and glue with the deeper understanding of each other. Zhao Zhihao, a modest gentleman, has never participated in the affairs of the court.

Many days, under the dripping eaves of the deep palace, Zhao Zhihao always grasped Zhou Yimei's soft hand and said affectionately, "Yimei, I'm satisfied with your company in this life. One day I will take you to live in seclusion by the Xixi River and experience the wonder and tranquility of nature together. "

Staring at Zhao Zhihao's dark eyes, Zhou Yimei felt an unprecedented satisfaction and solemnly nodded to him. At that moment, Zhou Yimei really felt very happy.