Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 485 Not a good mother
Su Er wakes up faintly, with a sore back and a sore back, only to realize that she is lying face down, drool dripping down the pillow, quite embarrassed, but now she only cares about pain and sadness, and nothing else.

Madam pushed her out to block the knife like this. Although it is everyone's responsibility to protect the emperor, it is completely different for her to rush out spontaneously and be pushed out by others. completely different.

Did Madam think that she was going to die anyway, that she would die sooner or later, so did she push her away?

Feeling sad, tears fell, and a sigh suddenly came from behind: "Hey, why do you love to cry so much?"

Su Er was startled, the room was dark and there was no movement, she thought she was the only one.

Turning her head with difficulty, she saw Meng Baiyun sitting at the end of her bed. Under the setting sun and the dim sunlight, she couldn't see the expression on her face, but that sigh was so gentle that it made people's nose sore.

Wronged, wronged, still wronged.

"Can the slave not cry? The slave almost died."

Su Er's petty temper couldn't be hidden, it was all in that resentful tone.

Meng Baiyun moved the chair to the head of her bed, tucked her in the thin quilt, stretched out his hand, gently cleaned the wet hair on her face, and wiped away her tears without disdain.

"Do you blame me?"

"How can I blame you, slaves are people who are going to die anyway, and they will die sooner or later."

"Heh!" Meng Baiyun shook his head and chuckled lightly, without explaining. Anyway, sooner or later, Su Er will understand her intentions. After she gets angry for a while, Meng Baiyun will feel at ease anyway. After all, he came up with such a dangerous move as a last resort. Su Er is indeed She pushed it out with her own hands, walked on the edge of life and death, let this girl hate her for a while, and she felt better.

"I have someone make a new bed for you, and it will be delivered in a while, so that your neck won't have to suffer so much. Your injury is on your back. There is an old nanny serving you. What can you tell her to do. "

Hearing Mammy, Su Er was startled, and then began to look at the room carefully.

"Is this the palace?"

"Well, this is Ye Tingsi."

Ye Tingsi is where the maids live, Su Er knows.

It's just that she was very surprised, how could she be in the Yeting Division.

"Yeting Division? This is where the palace ladies live, why am I here?"

"You have done a great job in saving your family. The emperor spared you the death penalty. During the recuperating period, you will be imprisoned by the court secretary. As for the crime of living, the emperor will make a decision after you recover from the injury."

Su Er seemed bewildered.

For a long time, he tremblingly opened his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief: "Slaves, servants, don't you have to die?"

"Well, take good care of your wounds, don't worry about living crimes, some things, after a long time, no one cares about them."

However, Su Er was still immersed in the sentence of being exempted from the death penalty. She was in a daze for a long time like a wandering soul, and suddenly burst into tears: "I don't need to die, I don't need to die, woo woo woo, I don't need to die Now, ma'am, I don't have to die, I don't have to die."

Crying too hard, inevitably involved the wound, she gasped in pain, crying and sobbing, Meng Baiyun was afraid that the wound would tear, so he comforted softly: "The days will be long in the future, so be happy and excited until the wound heals." Excited and excited, the sky is getting dark, you are under confinement now, it is not appropriate for me to stay in the palace for a long time, you have a baby, I will go first."

When he woke up, he blamed Meng Baiyun so and so, but now he felt that he was a blessing in disguise, and all the hatred and resentment were ignored.

It's just that Su'er has a simple mind, and for the time being, she didn't understand that the blessing in disguise was all deliberately done by her master.

Hearing that Meng Baiyun was going to leave, he felt very sad, but he didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, but as soon as Meng Baiyun left, he began to look forward to her coming to see him next time.

Ye Ting Palace, where the maid lives, she has never stayed here.

Although she also entered the palace as a court lady, she was a related household and was specially sent here to serve the future little prince, so she lived in the same place as Long Feihong, and she had never lived here before.

In a strange place, I really feel a little uncertain and a little scared.

In fact, she really wanted to shout to Meng Baiyun who had already stepped out of the door, madam, can you take me back to Longfu.

But in the end she still didn't shout out, and she was confinement in the Yeting Palace, but the emperor's order, the emperor's life is difficult, who can she ask for help, the wife has not even pleaded for her for a capital crime, let alone confinement.

Thinking about it made me sad again.

But I was sad and sad, but suddenly my mind seemed to open up.

Is it...

Ma'am, woo, ma'am, thank you.

The servant knows that you will not watch the servant die.

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Meng Baiyun shook his head helplessly when he heard the whining and crying again.

Fu Rong stepped forward and looked behind the door worriedly: "Ma'am."

Meng Baiyun waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, she just loves to cry so much, let's go."

"Does she know Madam's good intentions? Did she misunderstand Madam?"

"Although the brain is stupid, you can always figure it out in one night."

"Why didn't Madam tell her directly?"

"She can temporarily forget the pain in her body with a little temper. I pushed her for real, and I want her to remember me for a while."

"lady."

"Okay, let's go, it's getting late."

The master and servant left the Yeting Palace, which is not far from the palace gate. After crossing the Yuehua Bridge, there is the Taiye Pond, and then the Nangong Gate.

As soon as I got on the Taiye Bridge, I saw a person standing on Yongxiang from a distance. The long corridor between Taiye Pool and Nangong Gate is Yongxiang. The Department of Punishment, where eunuchs and maids in the palace are afraid of hearing the news, was built in this alley. side.

That figure was standing not far in front of the Department of Punishment, with hands behind their backs. The small figure cast a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Meng Baiyun's heart skipped a beat, and his eye circles felt a little astringent.

Fu Rong also saw it, and was very pleasantly surprised: "It's the young master."

"kindness."
Approaching, only a few steps away from Feihong, the child's facial features have become more and more like his father's, to the point that seeing him, Meng Baiyun felt uncontrollable sadness in his heart.

In just one year, Meng Baiyun has changed, and Feihong has grown a lot.

He entered the palace and started a road that was not necessarily what he wanted. This road was full of thorns, and Meng Baiyun could not protect him. He had to rely on himself for everything.
Meng Baiyun personally sent him in this purple-gold cage. He didn't say anything, just step by step, stepping on the road paved with the blood of his father, little by little he became like his father, noble and arrogant.

Who would remember that he used to have a happy nickname called Haha, no one would ever call him that again.

Everyone knows that he is the future emperor and the prince of Beiliang. Although he has not yet been canonized, it is only a matter of time.
"mother."

When he opened his mouth and called Meng Baiyun, his tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear any emotion. He really looked more and more like his father.

"kindness."

"You have entered the palace."

"kindness."

"Are you going back?"

"kindness."

Listening to the mother and son's conversation, Fu Rong acted so strangely, it seemed to be very natural, and it seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion deliberately.

After all, Long Feihong was young, after three sentences, Fu Rong could feel the astringency in his tone, he was obviously sad.

As for Meng Baiyun, Furong couldn't figure it out, it was too profound.

"Ma'am, servants should wait for you at the front."

Fu Rong avoided it for a while, fearing that it might be because of the presence of outsiders that the mother and son would not be ashamed to reveal their true feelings.

She walked a little further, but Long Feihong and Meng Baiyun were still standing in the same place.

"Mother must enter the palace in the morning."

"You ask mother this, mother understands what it means."

"You don't understand."

Long Feihong's tone was still calm, but also tinged with self-mockery: "How do you understand how much I miss you, because you only have my father in your heart."

After speaking, he turned around sadly.

This sound touched Meng Baiyun violently.

The longing, heartache, and guilt she suppressed in her heart collapsed at this moment.

"Feihong."

She climbed forward and hugged Long Feihong fiercely.

The little person finally couldn't break down, and the tears he suppressed fell silently, his little face pressed against his mother's hand pitifully: "Mother, my child thought you really didn't care about her."

"Feihong, I'm sorry."

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for me. As long as you don't want me, even if you don't come to see me, I'm fine."

Meng Baiyun understood what "don't want me" meant.

"Why would mother not want you?"

"Even if, even if dad already..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

With a low voice, Long Feihong seemed to know that this topic would make his mother lose control, so he didn't continue, but rubbed his cheek against Meng Baiyun's arm over and over again to please: "Mother, will you come to see me often in the future?"

"Mother won't come to see you often."

All expectations were in vain, and Long Feihong's face showed a look of disappointment.

Meng Baiyun let go of his small body, knelt down and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "You are a big boy, you should understand why mother can't come to see you often."

Killing a few princes is to stop the mouths of Youyou, but gossip can never be stopped just by blocking the mouth.

Meng Baiyun avoided entering the palace for a while, and also declined Zhong Ning's visit, just to avoid suspicion.

In this world, especially in this imperial palace, there will never be the words "the clean one cleans himself".

Long Aohan disappeared, Long Feihong entered the palace, and Zhong Ning intends to abdicate. Even if the princes didn't release rumors, they couldn't stop all kinds of dirty thoughts in everyone's mind.

Meng Baiyun has no way to stop these thoughts, but she can choose not to allow such thoughts to have further dirty space.

Moreover, this is what she is most afraid of right now.

She sent Feihong into the palace because she asked for Feihong's opinion.

Since he chose to enter the palace, he should not waver in his will anymore, and Meng Baiyun knew that the only person in this world who could shake Feihong's will was her so far.

She didn't see Feihong, so this child could quickly plump up and grow tenaciously.

When she saw this child, she understood how much Feihong depended on her.

He is a child with a more mature mind than ordinary children, but he is only a child after all.

Perhaps it was because he was just a child, so seeing his disappointment, she still softened her tone: "Recently Su'er is not in good health, and the Empress Dowager is also not feeling well. I will often come to the palace."

Sure enough, the child's face turned from cloudy to sunny.

"Well, when the mother enters the palace, I will come to you."

"haha okay."

Gently stroking the child's head, it grew taller and grew up.

She is an incompetent mother, but she knows that if he studies hard, he must be an excellent emperor.

(End of this chapter)