Pillow Love: The princess pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger

Gong Ziluo's heart trembled fiercely: "Three years old... Did you know that you need to take this medicine when you were three years old?"

Huang Xuanyue shook her head and said, "No, it was my mother and concubine who made me obey."

His tone was surprisingly flat, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Gong Ziluo was holding the cold wine glass in her hand, as if a piece of cold glass shards were burning in her heart, but she was always reminding her to stay awake!

"Your concubine asked you to take it? Why?" Gong Ziluo asked in a shy voice. [

Even she felt that Huang Xuanyue was pitiful... What kind of mother would have the heart to let her child take the medicine that would kill her at the age of 20?

Even if you want your child to become a dragon, you shouldn't...

"My concubine mother is the most beloved concubine of my father, but...the empress's family background is prominent, and my concubine mother will never be able to surpass her status, so she pinned all her hopes on me, I did not let her down. When I was one year old, I measured a spiritual root of 99, which is a genius I have never seen before, but...my mother and concubine still think it is not enough. She thinks that waiting for decades will let me slowly emerge. It's been too long, so...she secretly found someone, and begged a powerful alchemist to refine that kind of medicine for me. I made rapid progress, and my father was overjoyed. Prince!"

His voice was as calm as water, so calm that it was scary.

But when Gong Ziluo listened, she felt a strange sadness...

How cruel is a mother to advocate such a thing and let her child take that fierce drug?

"Don't she know the side effects of this medicine?" Gong Ziluo unconsciously drank another glass of wine and asked.

Fenjiu is very light, and when it first enters the throat, it feels extremely strong. After drinking a few more glasses, I don't know if the strength of the wine will increase. I just feel that the more the wine is drunk, the more delicious it is. One cup after another, I can't stop.

"She knows." Huang Xuanyue's tone was surprisingly calm, she said: "She doesn't feel worried, I was only three years old at that time, maybe at that time she felt... There are more than ten years, very long, I can always think of a way, let me secure the position of prince first, so that she can ensure her own position, that is the most important thing."

Gong Ziluo's throat was astringent, tears were about to flow down.

She poured herself a glass of wine, and seeing that the glass in front of Huang Xuanyue was empty, she took another sip from the glass and said with a smile, "Your mother is very similar to Zhao...my mother."

"Oh?" Huang Xuanyue's eyes were full of drunkenness, under the night, it seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of mystery: "Then why don't we have a drink?"

Gong Ziluo raised his wine glass and clinked a glass with Huang Xuanyue.

Huang Xuanyue was silent for a moment, then continued: "I only learned the truth of the matter after I learned about the 14-year-old Jiji ceremony."

He sneered, and his smile was full of sarcasm: "My concubine mother has no regrets at all. She even thinks that I should be grateful to her, for everything she has given me, and for giving me the honorable position of prince."

He took a deep breath: "The only thing she is worried about, and the only thing she regrets is that she hasn't found a medicine that can solve it for me..."

"And then?" Gong Ziluo poured the wine slowly, turned her head to look at Huang Xuanyue and asked, she could feel that the next thing must be even worse.