Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

In the pavilion with simple and simple furnishings, the gauze of the spruce wooden screen reflects the confused face of a woman on the pear carved wooden bed.

The woman on the bed was pale and colorless, her face could only be regarded as clear and beautiful. At this time, her eyes were closed, she was lightly covered by a thin quilt, her forehead was wrapped in a white cloth, and there were a few traces of blood on the cloth strips, making her pale face even weaker. powerless.

Suddenly, the fingers under the sleeve of the white inner sleeve moved lightly, and the brows were slightly frowned, and the feeling of dizziness came over immediately, and the silhouettes of scenes in his mind were pieced together.

"Husband, Xiyan is not sorry for you, you have to believe me." In order to clear her grievances, she was disheveled and slammed into the nanmu table fiercely. Word.

"It's really not Xiyan, it's really not me." The woman in an ancient costume cried like a pear blossom and rained, clutching the man's sleeve tightly, using all her strength, her knuckles turned white, as if she just let go Convenience will abandon her.

"Shut up, I really can't believe that you will become so vicious, how did Qianrong offend you, you caused a scandal yourself, and even put the fetus in her womb to death, and now you dare to call for injustice, Gu Xiyan, don't you think it's too ridiculous? It turns out that you are really a watery bitch, come here, drag this bitch down, let the doctor cook a bowl of safflower, this general's mansion cannot tolerate the existence of wild species."

Gu Xiyan's almond eyes widened, "No." The mournful voice tore through the manor, desperate and sad.

In the end, there was only a silhouette left in her mind, which was everything that happened last night. The man forcefully poured the soup medicine into her mouth with a light red wrist. She felt that the lifeblood that had been with her for three months was turning into a wave of restlessness. A stream of blood left his body, so helpless, so fragile.

Huge pain hit her whole body, as if she was complaining about the powerlessness of the mother.

The man pushed her like a rag, the woman's already pale face gradually became almost transparent, a pain in the lower abdomen hit her body, the pain was so convulsive that it bit her bones, every cell in her body was screaming, and her lower body seemed to be constantly warm of liquid flow out.

"Gu Xiyan, you asked for all of this. You caused Qianrong's fetus to abort, and I want you to experience the pain of losing your own flesh and blood. I, Wanyan Che, are not stupid enough to help others raise wild species."

The snow clothes are falling red, enchanting and beautiful, the beauty is cold-hearted, and the husband and wife are in love.

She seemed to be watching the silhouettes in her mind shattered into pieces one by one, none of them was complete, and the love in the past was as insignificant as a river, who was that woman?Why cry so desolately silent.

"Ah~" The woman sat up, her chest heaved rapidly, her brain felt a dull pain, she felt her face was moist, she stretched out her hand to touch it, only to find that it was full of salty tears.