Morbid pet

On the luxurious and stable carriage, childish voices could be heard from time to time.

Chang Le laughed, "That's right—" Then he took out a small can of golden melon seeds that he had prepared earlier and handed it to Li Wanning. "Very good, take it, this is a reward."

Li Wanning blushed a little, "Auntie, what does this mean?"

Chang Le took it for granted: "Give it to the elder, don't resign! Take it and buy new clothes for your sister."

Li Yange is very knowledgeable about current affairs and said: "Auntie, we have a lot of new clothes, but the Imperial College has its own school uniforms, and we don't wear new clothes much on weekdays, and we are still growing, so it's a waste."

Chang Le sighed silently. "Little ghost, if you tell you to take it, just take it. You are still young and don't understand the principle that only money can make ghosts grind."

Li Yange and Li Wanning looked at each other, and finally prepared themselves mentally, and accepted all the golden melon seeds in this transparent jar.

Changle smiled and said: "That's right! We are going back to the palace to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and we should be able to see your friends. Many of the students of the Imperial College are the children of the court ministers. Today, they will come to the palace for a reunion day. Your age Don't take socializing seriously, you can make more friends if you have nothing to do, these people will help you in the future, you know?"

Li Wanning nodded understandingly, and Li Yange looked at Changle with a confused face.

Chang Le shook his head dejectedly, slandering in his heart, obviously they are twins, the gap is so big.

Wan Ning looked at Chang Le's flat belly, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, I heard His Majesty said that you are pregnant. Are you a younger brother or a younger sister? Can I see you?"

Li Wanning is like this, so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Only now did Changle show a genuinely sad expression, she sighed: "My child is dead." Then she smiled in relief, and stroked Li Wanning's hair, "But, it's okay. Auntie still has you."

Li Yange asked with red eyes: "How did you die?"

Chang Le said relaxedly: "She thinks that I am not a qualified parent, so she left first."

These words can only deceive Li Yange.

Elegy burst into tears immediately, "No, you are really good. Auntie is a good parent."

Chang Le was amused by the elegy, "Okay, don't cry! Elegy, don't cry, be good."

to the palace.

There are lights and festoons everywhere, a rich and festive look.

The venue for the banquet was chosen in the atrium of the imperial garden, and the bright moon could just be seen when you looked up.

The night slowly shrouded the imperial garden, and the white jade-like moon slowly hung above the blue sky.

The breeze blows the flowers and green plants in this area, making a rustling sound.

Zhou Yu is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe today, with a hair crown in the shape of a dragon on his head, which sets off his whole body like a jade tree facing the wind, and his raised eyebrows are always staring in the same direction.

Changle was looking at the number one nobleman of Ming Dynasty in the bustling crowd.

To breathe is to suffocate.

Chang Le quickly looked away, pretending to look at the moon.

Zhou Yu's naked gaze was always on her body.

The feast is on.

Zhou Yu raised his wine glass and said, "I'm not feeling well, and I've worked hard for you dear ones during this time."

Someone below asked: "Your Majesty, are you feeling better now?"

Zhou Yu just chuckled and looked at Chang Le. "That depends on whether my queen is in a good mood recently."

One sentence made the people below boil up.

Chang Le felt her face was burning, and the burning feeling swept her body, hair and skin, her phoenix eyes stared into copper bells, she looked at Zhou Yu, and said coldly: "What do you mean by being in a good mood?"

Zhou Yu raised his glass to Chang Le, then drank the wine in the glass and mouthed to her, "What do you think?"

Chang Le hinted to himself thousands of times.

Not a queen.

Not a queen.

Not a queen.

Chang Le's Zong Die has never recovered. Although everyone still regards her as the most honorable princess of Ming Dynasty, Chang Le knows that her Zong Die cannot be recovered.

Because Zhou Yu wanted her to be the queen.

Do you want a disc?

Come be queen.

hateful
Chang Le resentfully drank a glass of rose-flavored fruit wine, raised her glass in a murmur, and looked at the people around her.Why is the wine in her glass pink?
Other people's wine tasted soaring, but hers was actually low-alcohol fruit wine. She invited the maid to ask, "Is this wine wrong? Why is my wine different from everyone's?"

Maid: "Your Highness, this was personally arranged by His Majesty."

Changle didn't know, it wasn't just Zhou Yu's personal arrangement, but also the wine he brewed himself. At this time last year, she and Zhou Yu divorced. Once in Luo Xiao black market, Changle drank too much. She said that the fruit wine tastes good.

Zhou Yu memorized it, and then researched the formula to brew these wines.

Changle only knew that it was a good bottle of wine, that's all.

The banquet was lightly eaten, and everyone chatted, and the time passed quickly.

When it was time for the banquet, Chang Le returned to the platform with an elegy Wan Ning, Zhou Yu didn't know how long it took to walk around from the woods to the gate of the platform.

He stood on the white marble platform with his hands behind his back, and looked at Chang Le and the two children who were slowly walking from a distance with a smile on his face.

"It's time to change the dressing." He said softly.

Chang Le nodded, "You go back, I'll find Diancui to change the medicine."

Zhou Yu didn't insist on going in, so he watched Changle slowly walk towards him, and then walked around him into the long corridor of the platform.

"Changle—"

Zhou Yu suddenly called out to stop her.

Chang Le asked the maid to take the child in to wash and sleep, and walked out by herself. Her expression was always calm, and she felt ironic if she didn't smile when she saw people.

"how?"

Zhou Yu smelled faintly of alcohol, and it looked like he had drunk too much. He was not drunk, but he wanted to see Chang Le for some reason. It would be good to see her from a distance.

Zhou Yu laughed: "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

Chang Le sneered: "Well, well, you go back to rest early."

This is the first time Chang Le cared about him for so long.

Zhou Yu slammed his head twice with a smile, he turned around and hugged Chang Le with the smell of alcohol rising, even though the people in his arms struggled and beat him, he remained still.

"You hit. Just hit me. Just don't beat me to death."

Chang Le pulled him away, "Why are you crazy about alcohol?"

Zhou Yu took a step back, "I want to hug you, but I can only pretend to be crazy with alcohol. Do you know, I really really want to marry you, I'm not joking, and I didn't delay our wedding on purpose Forget about the time and don't mention the previous things. I'm leaving." He turned around and left.

Changle didn't chase or speak.

She also turned and went back to her bedroom.

While in the tub, I was still thinking about what Zhou Yu said just now.

After a while, she shook her head and smiled sheepishly, "Why don't you mention the past?"