Marshmallow clearly saw that she said so hard, but her eyes were red.
He felt very sad, but he didn't say anything. He just flew over quietly and rubbed a Zhao's face.
"Don't be sad." He whispered.
A Zhao raised his hand and touched him falsely: "it's OK, marshmallow. I'm not sad."
……
The third time, ah Zhao went to Jianjia palace as usual.
Hua Yong is still like that.
A man sat there and played with himself.
The quiet is like a painting of ink and wash.
A Zhao laughs as soon as he enters the door.
"It's not boring to sit here alone all day long?"
Hua Yong got up, went to her side and said softly, "I'm the only one out there."
A Zhao took his hand.
His hands are still so cold.
No matter how precious medicinal food ah Zhao used to warm his body, and even covered the whole Jianjia palace with earthworms, he could not warm his hands.
Just like this man.
She looked at Hua Yong, but she was in a trance.
Hua Yong is sensitive to the wrong.
He said softly, "what's wrong with Zhaoyang?"
A Zhao came back to his senses and looked wan: "I've been in a bad mood for the past two days. I've been hurt by a cruel thing."
She meant something.
However, in light of recent events, even Hua Yong felt that she was scolding bilanting.
He poured a cup of tea for her and comforted her: "Your Highness, your highness, is just ignorant."
A Zhao lightly hiss: "do not understand?"
She shook her head, did not comment on this, put the tea on the table, stroked her forehead with her hand, and whispered, "I am very tired."
Where she couldn't see, there was a glimmer of apology in Hua Yong's eyes.
A pair of cool hands on her forehead, gently massage.
The strength is soothing, and a Zhao's eyebrows gradually loosen.
After a while, Hua Yong thought that ah Zhao was asleep and was about to leave.
She suddenly reached out and held his hand.
Hua Yong Yi Zheng: "Zhaoyang?"
"Qingque." Ah Zhao sighed, "would you like to have a child with me?"
Hua Yong was stiff.
It is said that the imperial family of Zhuque inherited the blood of the ancient god beast Zhuque, and the blood power was only passed on to the daughter, so the dynasty was always dominated by the female emperor.
The production of Bi's royal women is also unusual.
The female emperor's blood is special. In order to give birth to the heirs who bear the blood of the rosefinch, they need to take the blood essence of two people and go to the Royal holy land to integrate the blood into the holy land of Sansheng. The holy water in the pool and the essence and blood of the empress will produce a rosefinch lotus.
After three years of opening up, the next lady was born.
And Bi Baohua and Bi Lanting are a pair of judilian rare to see in a thousand years.
Hua Yong didn't know whether the blood of the so-called rosefinch of the royal family of bi was true or not, but they were a group with a mysterious color different from ordinary people.
She even Would you like to leave a child with the royal blood of the great Xia Dynasty?
Hua Yong looked sad and happy, and suddenly forgot to answer a Zhao's words.
A Zhao couldn't help but urge: "Qingque?"
Hua Yong returned to his senses and looked down slightly: "Your Majesty Zhaoyang, I, I'm not ready. "
When he said this, there was a long silence in the room.
Hua Yong thought that she must be very disappointed at the moment?
For a long time, a Zhao sighed.
"Let's talk about it." She said.
At this moment, a little panic flashed in Hua Yong's heart.
He didn't know where the feeling came from, but he intuitively felt that something was going to leave him.