Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1083 Qi disease national teacher, mission to Dazhao (6)
"Yes, he will understand." Qiu Mingyue's eyes fell on a pink petal, and said: "Because he loves me, he willingly obeys my orders. But I use his love for me to do whatever I want. Just like before -"

She suddenly stopped, her eyes became distant and recalled again, and a little bit of desolation and pain leached in the memories.Every inch is painful.

"The National Teacher is too powerful, Miss is pregnant now, so she has no choice but to—" Hong E wanted to comfort her, but felt that nothing was right.

Qiu Mingyue shook her head, and suddenly said: "Hongye, do you really want me to go back to Dazhao?"

Hong'e was startled, and then a layer of mist covered her eyes.

"The servant girl is the servant girl of the young lady, and the servant girl is there wherever the young lady is. The young lady has never smiled sincerely since she came to Xirong. The servant girl knows that the young lady is suffering and tired, and she is always worried about the comfort of the fetus in her womb."

She sniffed, and said: "Miss, this servant just loves you. If you feel unhappy here...then... go back... Your Majesty loves you so much..."

"Yeah, he loves me so much."

Qiu Mingyue leaned against the window rail, reached out to catch the red petals one by one, and rubbed the veins with her fingers, bit by bit, it seemed to be engraved deep in her heart.

"But I left him." She moved her finger, and the petals flew away, falling into the soil, and then buried by more fallen leaves, no longer as beautiful as before.

"I'm in Xirong now, thousands of miles away from him, but he's still trying to help me." She became a little dazed again, "Because of calculations and conspiracy, we met and got acquainted, fell in love and wanted to stay together. I used to think that We'll go on like that for the rest of our lives..."

There was an ethereal smile on the corner of her mouth, "He is so kind to me... I have lived two lifetimes, and no one has been so kind to me... Even he, never..."

Hong E did not understand what she said, "Two lifetimes?"

Qiu Mingyue realized that she had slipped her mouth, so she just said indifferently: "Well, isn't it? Have you forgotten that I almost fell into the river and almost died?" She smiled relaxedly, "Isn't my current life just Picked it up? It barely counts as two lifetimes."

Hong E didn't speak, and didn't know what to do next.She just felt that although the young lady was smiling now, in her eyes, every smile contained tears and fatigue.She was so radiant and flawless, but no matter how she looked at her, she felt old and desolate.

That's just a girl who is not yet 16 years old, how could she be so barren inside?It seems that it has already gone through vicissitudes, and it hurts at a glance.

"Miss……"

Hong E couldn't help crying, "If you want to cry, you can cry, just don't laugh like this. The servant looks at it... I feel uncomfortable."

Qiu Mingyue was still smiling, not only smiling, she also walked over and patted Hong'e's shoulder comfortingly.

"I have never liked crying women. You know that I am pregnant now. I can't bear to see this. Wipe away my tears." She wiped Hong'e's tears carefully, and said seriously: "Because we want to use the enemy blood, to pay homage to our tears."

Hong Calyx was startled.

"Miss?"

Qiu Mingyue had already walked out, "I passed on my oral order that King Xuanwei will enter the palace."

In the first year of Yongli, on the ninth day of the seventh month, the king of Xirong Wei sent an envoy to Dazhao on behalf of the queen to mourn the Empress Dowager Xiao.One month later, King Wei's chariot arrived in the territory of Dazhao.However, the coffin of the Empress Dowager Dazhao had already been brought into the imperial mausoleum.

Emperor Xiaoren fell ill again and handed over all state affairs to Prince Feng Qingli.

As a foreign envoy, Feng Qingli naturally had to personally receive Duan Muhong.

When Duanmu Hong first arrived in the capital, he went directly to Prince Rong's mansion before entering the palace.Of course, it was Feng Qingli who had received the news a long time ago, so he sent someone to pick him up into the palace.

The first time he stepped into this place where his younger sister lived for a year, Duan Muhong seemed very excited, admiring the scenery of the palace.There is no one in Prince Rong's mansion now, and the young ladies are almost married.Feng Qinglin is the eldest son, and she spends all day studying government affairs with Prince Rong.The concubine basically didn't go out, and stayed in Ansongyuan all day, eating fast and praying to Buddha, and didn't care about her business.

All the donations from Prince Rong's mansion were handed over to Chu Yuying.

Speaking of which, he was lucky, the Chu family had been demoted, but she was alone, and still stayed in the palace as her eldest and young mistress.Although this eldest young mistress has long been in name only.

Because up to now, Feng Qingxiang has not found it yet.

The formerly exquisite and picturesque Prince Rong's Mansion suddenly withered like withered yellow leaves, desolate and desolate, making people feel sad in vain.

It's also rare that Duan Muhong is still in the mood to enjoy the flowers and scenery, and he also commented with great interest.

When they arrived at Tongjun Pavilion, the servant said that King Shengwei had arrived, so he withdrew.

Duan Muhong didn't think he was an outsider, so he walked in directly.Feng Qingli was standing in front of the window, staring at the scenery outside, as if she didn't notice his arrival at all.

"The prince is so relaxed."

Duan Muhong waved the folding fan in his hand, and with a glance, he took a thorough look at the furnishings in the room.

Feng Qingli stood with her hands behind her back, still without turning her head, as if the scenery outside was so beautiful that he was almost obsessed with it and forgot about everything else.

Duan Muhong looked at him calmly, from this angle, only his profile could be seen.She was dressed in a gorgeous dress, her tall body was tall and straight, her ink-like hair hung down, making her skin as white as snow, and her lips were as red as cherry blossoms.The half-drowned eyes can't see the expression clearly, but through the refracted morning light, the eyes seem to contain the depth and radiance of everything.

Don't look at its face, but you can see its grace like jade, gorgeous and peerless.

With such a man, it's no wonder Xiaoqi is so obsessed with it.

"Is this how the prince entertains distinguished guests?"

He sat down by himself, all the maids in this room had already been dispersed by Feng Qingli, and the remaining two had already been pushed back by Feng Qingli.No one served him, so he simply poured tea for himself.I picked up the teapot, but found it was very light, and there was no tea at all.

He frowned, "Xiaoqi is pregnant and can't drink tea. Is it possible that your Tongjun Pavilion also has pregnant women?"

Feng Qingli's fingers trembled, her body straightened even more, but she still didn't speak.

Duanmu raised his eyebrows, his voice was a little cold.

"It is said that the crown prince of Dazhao has never changed his infatuation with his first wife, and he has never married or taken a concubine. But I don't want to, it turns out that in this Tongjun Pavilion, the golden house hides the beauty. Prince, it is indeed affectionate."

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth, and he said with a bit of sarcasm: "My stupid sister is still thinking about His Highness the Crown Prince, but she doesn't want to. He has a new love long ago, so how can he still remember the old love? Well, I think the king is here for nothing today. It’s gone. I’d better go back, tell Xiaoqi, let her give up. Situ is not bad, and he has a deep love for her. If she marries Situ, she will definitely—”

(End of this chapter)