Chapter 495

"Are you pitying me?" Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue, broke away her hand and shook her sleeve to go.

Gong Yueyue was stunned for a moment. How could he have such an idea? He finally said a affectionate word, but people thought he was pitying him? Gong Yueyue has a headache. Why does this man always have some strange ideas that he can't understand?

Seeing that the man's body had left the table, Gong Yueyue quickly grabbed him: "no, it's not! I am distressed! Of course... And anger. "

Her hand grasped his hand, and her tentacles were soft and smooth. The fingertips of her index finger were wrapped in gauze, which was slightly rough. On the contrary, the two tactile feelings were very lingering, which aroused people's different thinking.

Gong Yueyue's voice was a little dull: "I think I'm really not a qualified companion. Even things like my aunt's death day were learned from other people."

Gong Yueyue didn't use the honorific title of "Princess Lan", but used the title of "aunt". Zhao Changyuan's heart moved. In fact, he has no memory of his mother, Princess LAN, among the people around him.

In fact, this is also very normal. When Princess LAN died, Zhao Changyuan was only a few months old. Later, he was sent to the post Yuan Dynasty to raise him, and then he had no children. It was good to treat him. The eunuchs and maids did not mention their biological mother in front of him. Therefore, when he was young, he knew little about his mother.

Later, after the death of the Yuan Dynasty, the first emperor continued to marry the empress Yue, and his good life as the adoptive son of the first empress came to an end. At that time, he was only four or five years old. He focused on how to survive all day, and he didn't particularly miss someone.

In fact, even if you occasionally think about someone in your heart, you also think about yuan Hou. As for your mother and concubine, they naturally respect her later. But I can't bet too much on feelings. Indeed, it's difficult to invest in feelings, especially family affection, for a person who is unfamiliar, has died and has no way to get close again.

Perhaps he is also a cold-blooded person. As a son, he has a flat and light feeling for his biological mother. However, the Shao family has lived with the mother's imperial concubine for many years, but finally forgot the death day of the mother's imperial concubine. It's ironic to say what family affection!

"You know, no matter what discomfort or dissatisfaction you have in mind, or what cold reception you have received or what grievances you have suffered, you never say that you disguise yourself too well." Gong Yueyue lowered her eyes. She knew that his heart was bitter!

"But you know, some things you don't say, others won't know." Gong Yueyue stood up and walked towards Zhao Changyuan. He held out his hand and wrapped his palm. "I know you can't let go. At first, you may be uncomfortable, but that will really be a lot arbitrary. It's not easy for you. Why do you treat yourself so badly? "

"You are really distressing." Gong Yueyue held Zhao Changyuan's hand tightly again. "You know how much I hate the Shao family now. I can't wait to burn his house now. Why are they so cruel to you when they live in a house built with your money?"

"I wish those who tried to hurt you would die! Miss, miss... "Gong Yueyue's eyes became a little secluded, and his hands gradually increased their strength," let them all die! "

Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue and gradually frowned. At this time, he heard that there was humanity outside: "master, breakfast is ready, but you want to come in?"

With the previous lesson, no one dared to break in directly, so they had to knock on the door outside.

Gong Yueyue was called back by this man's word, which surprised him that he was almost out of control. Looking up at Zhao Changyuan's face, I found that he looked natural, which was a little relieved. However, Zhao Changyuan is so sensitive. How can this sigh escape his ears?

Why did she sigh? Did you do something to be ashamed of? It's not easy to make Gong Yueyue feel guilty.

The cook in the palace kitchen did her duty as expected. Without exception, the full table was full of medicinal food. The smoked Gong Yueyue frowned fiercely. She smelled a big smell of herbal medicine since childhood. She really couldn't like it anyway.

Green fermented grains and Xuewu went out after breakfast with a dry girl. As before, only Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue were left in the side hall. Gong Yueyue looked at the table with a headache: "you know, medicine can't be eaten indiscriminately."

Without asking about his physical condition, he got such a big table of medicated food. What if he had to take the medicine he took? Even if the drugs do not collide with each other, taking so many irrelevant drugs and leaving them in the body is poison.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

"Just eat. Where did you get so many words? I'm not the same as you. Are you still wronged? "

"Of course not." Gong Yueyue said such a sentence against his heart, and then he accepted his life and began to pick up rice grains in his mouth.

It's not that she doesn't want to keep everyone's manners. It's really that the medicated diet is too against her mind, Gong Yue said in her heart.

In fact, although it is medicated diet, it is naturally impossible to make it as bitter as the medicine juice. In particular, it is still sent to the mouths of Jingui people such as Zhao Changyuan. Naturally, it is impossible to be bitter enough to swallow, and there is only some medicine smell at most. However, for Gong Yueyue, who has been used to the medicine smell since childhood, even if the taste here is not strong, it is enough for her to be tired of it.

Gong Yueyue only filled some of the most normal red bean japonica rice porridge in her opinion, stirring slowly in the jade bowl with a spoon, not in a hurry. Zhao Changyuan looked at her such a gesture and couldn't help stirring up the corners of his lips: "I used to shout about hunger everywhere, but now I'm very leisurely."

"Your Highness, that's not true." Gong Yueyue smiled, "as a woman of an aristocratic family, I should have the courage and strategy of Taishan collapsing in front without changing my face. How can I break the eating rules because of this small medicinal diet."

It turns out that Gong Yueyue also pays attention to rules! Zhao Changyuan couldn't help laughing. If there were any unruly girls in the boudoir, there were few girls who could be ranked in the number, but the second sister of Gong Yi's house was one. Now she even mentioned the word "rules" in front of herself, which really made him want to laugh.

In fact, she has never been a gentleman in her heart. Only many years ago, when he was exploring his boudoir and was bathing with Gong Yueyue, she was afraid that she had separated herself from the "gentleman" word by word.

Gong Yueyue looked at him and knew what he was thinking. The desolate atmosphere floated all the way to her side, which made her feel sad: "if I said I was like you, would you think I was cold-blooded?"

"In fact, what if you are cold-blooded? What if you are not cold-blooded? Some things cannot be countered by external forces. I lost my mother when I was four years old. Although I had some impressions in my mind, it was only limited to my mother's love for tending to flowers and plants. If there were no portrait of my mother at home, I would definitely not remember it. "