Chapter 2132 Self-blame and regret
I obeyed your order, burned the child, and threw the ashes into the river...
The voice of the man in black was repeated in his ears.
Every word is like a knife with a hook, it seems to be pierced into the heart, and then pulled out forcefully, the blood is drawn out, and the pain is so painful that it is difficult to breathe.
The most painful thing in the world is to let you get hope, but fall into the abyss in an instant.
Pain and bitterness hit my heart, the whole person was surrounded by darkness, and the endless grief was like a ghost's hand pulling people into the abyss, and they would never see the light.
Self-blame and remorse, all thoughts are lost!
The imperial concubine screamed, her whole body was like a madman, and she muttered to herself: "This is a game, it can't be such a coincidence, I have nothing to do with that child...it's nothing to do..."
But she is too smart, she hates her own smartness at this moment, and wishes she was a bit stupid, and believed in her self-deception.
But her sober mind was still telling her that the child was exactly the same as hers, it was her child.
In fact, these years, she also has a subtle feeling in her heart that it is difficult to get close to the child who disguised herself as a man.
I thought it was because of my personality that it was difficult to be a good mother, and I couldn't be a loving mother.
But now everything is clear.
It's not that she can't be a mother.
But for that child, she cannot produce maternal love.
Because that child was not born from her stomach at all!
No blood relationship with her!
"Don't think about it, calm down first." The man in gray hugged her tightly, patted her on the back, comforted her, comforted her, and hoped that her emotions could stabilize.
The man in black looked at the two of them, feeling puzzled.
For a long time, the imperial concubine raised her head with eyes red from crying, and finally, as if she wanted to make sure of something, she exhausted all her strength and her voice was hoarse: "Is that child... like me?"
The man in black curled his lips: "It's too similar. The little prince was about to die at that time. I thought you asked me to find your illegitimate son and wanted to replace the little prince with an illegitimate son."
The man in black lowered his voice and muttered, "Who knew you were so mad that you actually ordered me to kill him and burn him to ashes to feed the fish..."
frenzied!
In this world, is there anyone else as mad as her?
The Empress Dowager's eyes darkened, she couldn't take the blow and passed out.
The man in gray looked coldly at the man in black. The man in black didn't dare to say any more, and wanted to turn around and run away, but the man in gray said coldly, "Look."
The man in black followed his hand and looked over.
It is a cowhide scroll.
On the picture scroll is a child carved in powder and jade, dressed like a doll in a New Year painting.
"Is it this child?" the man in gray asked.
It took a long time for the man in black to look away, nodded, and said affirmatively: "It's him. If such a beautiful child, if he doesn't die, he will definitely grow up..."
He couldn't continue the next words, because the eyes of the man in gray were getting colder and colder.
The man in black saw the killing intent, turned around and ran away without further delay.
But his kung fu was no match for the man in gray, and he was overtaken by the man in gray who was holding the imperial concubine before he escaped very far.
Within ten strokes, a big gash appeared on the neck of the man in black.
After the murder was silenced, the man in gray gently wiped away the few drops of blood that splashed on the back of the imperial concubine's hand, then turned around and left with him in his arms.
The man in gray was afraid that the imperial concubine would be angry with the little prince, so he sent him away far away.
Although this child is not the child of the Empress Dowager, after all, he has been together for so long, and he doesn't want anything to happen to this child.
(End of this chapter)
I obeyed your order, burned the child, and threw the ashes into the river...
The voice of the man in black was repeated in his ears.
Every word is like a knife with a hook, it seems to be pierced into the heart, and then pulled out forcefully, the blood is drawn out, and the pain is so painful that it is difficult to breathe.
The most painful thing in the world is to let you get hope, but fall into the abyss in an instant.
Pain and bitterness hit my heart, the whole person was surrounded by darkness, and the endless grief was like a ghost's hand pulling people into the abyss, and they would never see the light.
Self-blame and remorse, all thoughts are lost!
The imperial concubine screamed, her whole body was like a madman, and she muttered to herself: "This is a game, it can't be such a coincidence, I have nothing to do with that child...it's nothing to do..."
But she is too smart, she hates her own smartness at this moment, and wishes she was a bit stupid, and believed in her self-deception.
But her sober mind was still telling her that the child was exactly the same as hers, it was her child.
In fact, these years, she also has a subtle feeling in her heart that it is difficult to get close to the child who disguised herself as a man.
I thought it was because of my personality that it was difficult to be a good mother, and I couldn't be a loving mother.
But now everything is clear.
It's not that she can't be a mother.
But for that child, she cannot produce maternal love.
Because that child was not born from her stomach at all!
No blood relationship with her!
"Don't think about it, calm down first." The man in gray hugged her tightly, patted her on the back, comforted her, comforted her, and hoped that her emotions could stabilize.
The man in black looked at the two of them, feeling puzzled.
For a long time, the imperial concubine raised her head with eyes red from crying, and finally, as if she wanted to make sure of something, she exhausted all her strength and her voice was hoarse: "Is that child... like me?"
The man in black curled his lips: "It's too similar. The little prince was about to die at that time. I thought you asked me to find your illegitimate son and wanted to replace the little prince with an illegitimate son."
The man in black lowered his voice and muttered, "Who knew you were so mad that you actually ordered me to kill him and burn him to ashes to feed the fish..."
frenzied!
In this world, is there anyone else as mad as her?
The Empress Dowager's eyes darkened, she couldn't take the blow and passed out.
The man in gray looked coldly at the man in black. The man in black didn't dare to say any more, and wanted to turn around and run away, but the man in gray said coldly, "Look."
The man in black followed his hand and looked over.
It is a cowhide scroll.
On the picture scroll is a child carved in powder and jade, dressed like a doll in a New Year painting.
"Is it this child?" the man in gray asked.
It took a long time for the man in black to look away, nodded, and said affirmatively: "It's him. If such a beautiful child, if he doesn't die, he will definitely grow up..."
He couldn't continue the next words, because the eyes of the man in gray were getting colder and colder.
The man in black saw the killing intent, turned around and ran away without further delay.
But his kung fu was no match for the man in gray, and he was overtaken by the man in gray who was holding the imperial concubine before he escaped very far.
Within ten strokes, a big gash appeared on the neck of the man in black.
After the murder was silenced, the man in gray gently wiped away the few drops of blood that splashed on the back of the imperial concubine's hand, then turned around and left with him in his arms.
The man in gray was afraid that the imperial concubine would be angry with the little prince, so he sent him away far away.
Although this child is not the child of the Empress Dowager, after all, he has been together for so long, and he doesn't want anything to happen to this child.
(End of this chapter)
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