Chapter 782

"Liuhe, did you turn back after watching Gong Yueyue drink that glass of wine at today's dinner?" She was awakened by Empress Dowager Wu's sudden question.

Liuhe walked slowly behind empress dowager Wu with a smile. He took off the bright pearls on her temples for her. With a smile, he said, "empress Gong didn't want to drink. I think so. People with bodies are always afraid of hurting the fetus."

Gently put the removed pearl flowers on the dressing table, Liuhe looked at the grace of Empress Dowager Wu's slightly closed eyes reflected in the bright and clean copper mirror, smiled and said: "later, as soon as she heard that this glass of wine was reconciled with the empress dowager, she drank it immediately."

After taking a look at empress dowager Wu's calm face, she paused briefly. Liuhe smiled carefully and said, "it seems that empress Gong is not bad hearted, but she is young and stubborn. You don't have to worry about her, Empress Dowager."

With a gentle smile, Empress Dowager Wu suddenly opened her eyes, raised her crow colored eyelashes coldly upward, raised a light smile on her lips, and said in a clear voice, "yes, if you contradict me, you always have to suffer."

The soft tip of the yanghao pen swam on Gong Yueyue's white, tender and delicate skin. A cool, rustling itch sprang up on Gong Yueyue's back, gently moved his head and said, "Changyuan, haven't you painted it yet?"

Xu was happy because of tonight, Xu was happy because of the cup of pear white. At that time, Gong Yueyue's Petite cheeks were crimson and lovely, like red beans on the branches in spring.

Looking at her charming and lovely appearance, Zhao Changyuan gently leaned down and kissed her delicate lips. After a moment, he reluctantly separated and whispered, "just wait a moment, this picture of peony drunk in spring."

Let him paint lightly on his back and watch the strong red bloom in his body. Gong Yueyue gently stroked the long black hair hanging down on his chest, and the shy smile bloomed gently on his lips.

Without time to appreciate the flowers outlined by Zhao Changyuan, who is good at painting, Gong Yueyue, lying obliquely in the thin quilt, suddenly felt a long dull pain in her abdomen and frowned slightly, thinking it was just a moment of pain.

But in the moment of hesitation, the pain spread over the whole body. Gong Yueyue couldn't help but exhort, and the whole body curled up into a ball.

Zhao Changyuan, who was painting and calligraphy and full of love for his wife, suddenly filled with a large amount of blood in front of his eyes. The red blood flowed on the jade white thin quilt, just like big and beautiful peonies blooming. Gong Yueyue's faint cry echoed in his ears. The candle fire in Chengxin hall was blown out by the breeze, and only the cold moonlight through the carved window screen was reflected quietly.

The noisy voices echoed in Gong Yueyue's ears all night. Zhao Changyuan's anxious call and nervous face vaguely stayed in her eyes. Her body seemed to be separated from her soul this night.

The sweat soaked the fine eyebrow hair in front of her smooth forehead. The burning pain burned her only thinking like a flame. She lay powerlessly in the soft and smooth thin quilt. At that time, she was very like a fragmented doll, and her pale face condensed into the sad and beautiful color of tea blossoms.

On the pale clear face, the waves in her black eyes condensed into a cluster. There were no tears, and she couldn't feel any subtle pain. All she could feel was the cold feeling full of cold bones. Bursts of attack on the remaining memory disturbed her complicated thoughts more and more.

A glass of wine and a glass of mellow pear blossom white easily strangled the fetus in her abdomen. A trace of sadness was scratched on her thin red lips. Gong Yueyue was distracted and stared at the soft gauze curtain of jade white. Her white fingers like onion tubes were clenched into fists, and her long nails were squeezed into the soft white palm with strength.

She knew that it was made of Empress Dowager Wu's cup of pear blossom white, which symbolized reconciliation. After losing her child, she cried and refused to go to sleep. She tightly pulled Zhao Changyuan's Dragon clothes and cried.

However, her husband, however, refused to believe that his mother had killed his children by means. Facing the confused Gong Yueyue, Zhao Changyuan reacted directly and quickly, that is to avoid her and the Chengxin hall where she lives.

"You think he'll believe you!? Hehe, Gong Yueyue, you are so naive. Don't forget, he is my son! " Empress Dowager Wu's proud words always echo like ghosts in the dark night, disturbing Gong Yueyue's bloody heart, so that she can't sleep.

Qin e carefully and slowly walked into the inner hall of Chengxin, endured her sadness and anger, tried to accumulate a smile on her beautiful cheeks, and whispered, "girl, the sun is high, so I'll open the windows now, or I can get some fresh air."

With that, Qin e walked slowly to the carved Xihong window. She was about to raise her hand to push the heavy wooden window open, but Gong Yueqing's voice came to her ears, "don't open the window, don't let in the light!"

Qin e's soft little hand on the window frame had to fall powerlessly and calm her mind. She said with a smile: "the royal kitchen has just cooked a good bird's nest porridge. Girl, try it."

Knowing that Qin e wanted to make himself comfortable, Gong Yueyue smiled sadly on his pale cheek and said faintly, "Qin e, don't bother."

Listening to Gong Yueyue's voice, Qin e couldn't help but burst into tears and said in a sobbing voice: "girl, get better quickly and don't have trouble with yourself anymore. I'm sad to see you like this. "

Hearing Qin e's faint cry, Gong Yueyue remained unmoved and whispered, "Qin e, you've suffered with me these years. I'm a useless master. I can't protect myself and you. I can't even protect the children in my stomach! "

Slightly close Qingyou's eyes, the slender crow colored eyelashes quietly left a faint crow green on Gong Yueyue's pale face, and said faintly: "my husband doesn't believe me, Qin e, am I so hated? Why is it that no matter in Chang'an or Lin'an, someone wants to kill me! "

After a brief meal, Gong Yueyue's face was still calm and said faintly, "just harm me. Why harm the child in my belly?"

Before qin'e could speak, Gong Yueyue sighed faintly, turned over and faced the inner end of the bed, and whispered, "go out and let me be alone."

After childbirth, as soon as she closed her eyes, the ferocious and proud smile of Empress Dowager Wu would appear in Gong Yueyue's mind. With the brilliance of the quiet cold moon, she lay in the silent Chengxin hall. A strong cold chill spread all over Gong Yueyue's thin body.

Thinking of the little life that died before she was born, Gong Yueyue's heart will roll with waves of pain. The pain in recent days makes her unable to pay attention to her lively son Zhongyue and take care of his daily diet. For the first time since Zhongyue was born, Gong Yueyue entrusted him to the care of the teaching mother of the east palace.

And she closed herself in the dark Chengxin hall. She didn't leave home, didn't groom, and hardly ate. Gong Yueyue, who was thin, is getting thinner and thinner now.

She was annoyed that she refused to bow her head and admit her mistake to empress dowager Wu. If she had been willing to admit defeat at that time, there would have been no such incident.