Chapter 2308

At this level, it may be due to the use of data tampering, or the original owner's own health is very poor. Although he has been taking various herbal remedies, he has been ill for a long time, and he can't support it even with the maintenance of drugs.

Chu Huai often lost his temper because of this matter. The weather was uncertain. The imperial doctor was frightened and was about to cry.

At this time, only ranbai can comfort him, which can calm the young emperor's mood slowly.

At the same time, Chu Huai became more and more attached to dyeing white. The kind of dying 24 hours a day seemed to be unable to live for a quarter of an hour without dyeing white.

For a few years,

Chu Huai searched for herbs all over the world and didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money looking for various folk prescriptions, but seeing his white body getting weaker and weaker day by day, it really didn't help.

"Am I useless?" Chu Huai held dyed white and put his white jaw on her shoulder. He was just a little sad suddenly.

He doesn't have anything he wants, and not many people can make him care. The only one is dyed white.

He can't even keep the only person he wants.

"Why do you say that?" ran Bai whispered helplessly. Maybe because of her illness, her face became more and more pale, with a fragile morbid feeling. Her light colored eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. She looked out of the window and said, "you don't have to worry. I won't leave."

"You'll know sooner or later." she glanced at Chu Huai and whispered.

The young emperor gently sipped his rosy thin lips. He suddenly turned over. His thin lips rubbed the girl's clavicle, gently dropped a kiss, and then pasted his white side face on the girl's neck socket. He whispered: "my mother died when I was three years old."

Dyed white made a meal. She didn't speak and listened quietly.

"It was winter when he died. It was very cold. There was no charcoal fire in the room, and there was no servant to serve." he said, "I went to ask the imperial doctor, but no one would pay attention to a little concubine who was despised by the former Emperor and had a crime."

"She may have died of illness, or she may have frozen to death alive." speaking of this, Chu Huai gently raised a mocking smile, "I didn't even see her last face."

"At that time, I was stopped by other princes in the palace. I couldn't run away. I was a waste. I was incompetent. I could only watch them do it, and I couldn't resist."

Ranbai listens. She hangs her eyes quietly, reaches out and slowly holds the boy's hand, clasping her fingers.

Chu Huai looked at the girl's movements. Although his face was not emotional, he held her hand tightly.

"When I went back, she was dead, and the bodies were cold." Chu Huai said very quietly, without any ups and downs in the sound line, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him. "The most ridiculous thing is that I can never be filial, nor can I let her be buried at ease. I can only watch her body dragged out and left the mountains to feed the wolves."

"No one cares about a sinner's child. There is no difference between living and dying, but I know I can't die. Even if I die, I have to take everyone to bury with me."

Chu Huai's lips were always hooked with a constant arc, like laughing, but not like. His voice was very light: "maybe I didn't even have the qualification to call her mother at that time. After all, she was just a little concubine and a sinner in everyone's eyes."

"She was once spoiled in the harem because of her beautiful face. Just because some people were jealous, they framed her. The first emperor actually believed it and put her in the cold palace without hesitation." Chu Huai said that the wind was light and the clouds were light, which brought the experience of young years, but where did words really experience one ten thousandth of the danger.