Chapter 1541

She said toward Ding Yiyi nodded, this just went out, housekeeper will be a futon on the ground, this just after Fu Fengyi and go.

Ye nianmo is still frowning. He has been imprisoned in the tight relationship between Fu Fengyi and Ding Yiyi for a long time. Fu Fengyi is sincere to him, and she is very old, and Ding Yiyi is his favorite person, no matter who is injured, he is absolutely not willing to see.

"Smile Ding Yiyi waved his hand in front of him and said, "it's also a kind of sacrificial culture. In fact, I've long wanted to bully the Ye family."

She looked at him, seriously said: "I seriously hurt you in a coma, I lost my memory when I refused to recognize you when sad, these I see in the eyes. Today, I'll take it as if I'm here to restore it. Thank you for letting us meet again. "Her voice is getting smaller and smaller," and let me fall in love with you again. "

Ye nianmo moved, he wanted to kiss her, crazy kiss her, but still restrained. Can only hold her hand, with the palm of the power to convey their own ideas at this time.

After he left, Ding Yiyi knelt down, subconsciously staring at the top no name row in a daze, his mind can not help but describe a man lying on the sickbed.

The man conquered the enemy who was covetous to his country with his iron hand. He was a gold and iron man, but he was defeated by a woman, and the country died because of this.

Imagine that there will always be a sober day, and soon her knee will be a little sore, and that kind of pain and paralysis will be transmitted to the caudal vertebrae along the knee.

She twisted two times uncomfortable, can only constantly change the center of gravity of the knee, so that they feel better.

"Young lady." The Butler knocked at the door.

Ding Yiyi kneels quickly, she turns to see him, "come in."

The housekeeper held a thick Futon in his hand and said with a smile, "the young master asked me to give it to you."

She took it and found that the futon was thick and soft. I'm afraid ye nianmo was worried about her kneeling pain and asked the housekeeper to send it to her.

"Thank you." She smiles at the housekeeper.

After the housekeeper left, she suffered from the broad and thick futon, and her knees touched the soft cotton wadding without pain.

Half an hour later, she sighed, continued to kneel, and began to study her nameless ranking. In a trance, she yawned.

"You can't fall asleep." She murmured, her eyelids trembled, but she closed her eyes gradually and entered the boundless dream.

"Throw this woman into the Vegetable Bowl, behead her, and put her to death in a hurry!" On the throne, the man above covers his abdomen with one hand. His face is frightening. Junlang's face is full of heartless hatred.

A lot of blood gushed out from his abdomen and dyed his yellow robe red. The figure in front of him swayed, and people rushed up to help him block the wound, but his eyes always looked at the woman standing under the stage, wearing pink Luo Qun and painted peach makeup.

Ding Yiyi saw this woman, she looks very beautiful, and naturally exudes a weak temperament. Her thin lips are only slightly red, and her red eyes are more attractive with her trembling.

She has been shaking her body, flying hairpin with her movements and slightly swing, bead string slightly impact, you can see that she is very afraid.

"You deserve it. I hate you. I hate you! Our people have always stood aloof from the rest of the world, but you forced all our people to be in your country for the sake of unification and hegemony, and let the wives of many of our nationalities separate. How can I not hate you! "

Her voice was not big, but it was like a sword penetrating the heart of the man on the throne. Before he made a response, the woman was pulled away. The flying hairpin fell to the ground in the process of pulling. An official stepped on the hairpin in a hurry and went straight to the most important person in the country.

Ding Yiyi followed the woman. She felt as light as a swallow. She could catch up with those palace people who walked very fast. The woman was not sent to a strange execution ground, but was locked up in a dark, damp room.

She sat on the straw, her hands slowly stroking her slightly raised abdomen covered by a wide skirt.

All of a sudden, she covered her mouth, got up in a panic, ran to the corner, and kept vomiting, until only some yellow bile was left.

A mouse ran past her embroidered peony vamp. She was very frightened. She didn't stab the dagger into the man's abdomen at all.

The mouse scurried out of a tiny cave in the corner. She took a long breath and slowly lay down on the wall.

Ding Yiyi looked at her stomach and thought that she was pregnant. She said, "are you pregnant?"

The woman takes it for granted that she can't hear it, but she covers her stomach and says the answer to Ding Yiyi's conjecture.

"Son, you shouldn't have been born in this world. It's not a prosperous time. There are killing, lies and deception. It's too hard."Her voice is as beautiful as a oriole, but it is full of desolation, which makes people feel very heartless.

Ding Yiyi thought that she would be locked up for a long time, but he didn't expect that the man would come to her soon.

His face was bloodless, and he was wearing a boa robe. Although his action was the same as usual, he could still see some slowness.

All the palace people were waved back. He looked down at the thin woman leaning against the wall. The ears of wheat on the jade crown gently leaned against his white cheek with his action.

Ding Yiyi looks at him, she thinks he loves this woman, because ye nianmo looks at her with the same expression.

By the way, ye nianmo, she began to feel flustered and wanted to find her lover. She also vaguely felt that it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up.

"Take a good look at it. When it's over, you can go back." Somehow, there seemed to be a voice in her head saying this all the time. She listened and recognized that it was her own voice.

Women sleep very shallow, so she soon woke up, stroking the abdomen of the palm quickly moved away, confused and surprised eyes immediately disguised as resentment.

She had never been in love, so she felt that the disguise was an expression of true feelings.

He was experiencing real love, so his eyes were deceived into thinking that she really hated him.

"I can explain." He looked at her and said.

The woman immediately refused, and turned her face and refused to look at her, "I don't want your explanation."

"Well," the man seemed to pull the wound, pale, "I just ask you, have you never been emotional to me from the beginning to the end, everything is hypocritical?"

His face is very nervous, the fist hanging in the wide sleeve is constantly shrinking, and his eyes are looking forward to hearing what she wants to hear.

The woman didn't pay attention to what he said at all. She just denied everything. She even nodded immediately, "no mistake, I'm hypocritical to you. I never reveal any emotion to you. Everything is for my people."

She didn't look at her at all. She hung down in the water show, her fists were constantly shrinking, her eyes were red, and her body was too soft. She prayed all the time that God would not let him ask other questions.

"I see." The man's voice became cold. He suddenly raised his sword beside him. The accessories inlaid with gems flashed dangerous light in the candlelight.

Ding Yiyi thought that this man was going to kill this woman, and that woman obviously thought the same. She closed her eyes, and her shaking body expanded instead, and her skirt spread on the ground like a lotus.

There was a crack of silk in the air. The woman opened her eyes. The man's knife went up and down. There was a piece of cloth on the ground.

"I can't do it. Even if you don't love me, I can't help but love you. From now on, if you show up in my sight again and kill me!"

The man looked at her deeply, then left with his sleeve, and the ears of wheat on his head swayed in the air with his action.

Just after the man left, another man came in quietly, opened the lock and disappeared.

When the woman came out of the cell, she squatted down and held the cloth in her hand. Big tears fell into the rags, and then disappeared.

One day later, it came out that the woman was hiding in prison, and the man ordered that the palace where the woman lived be sealed up forever.

As time goes by, in a hut, the shrill cry of a woman is very terrible in the dark. The door of the hut opened, and a pockmarked woman came out. She hung her red cloth on the beam of the house and sighed, "it's impossible to keep a big one or a small one."

In the room, Ding Yiyi stands in front of the window. She looks at the woman biting her lips in pain. She is so weak that it takes a certain amount of strength to open her eyes.

Ding Yiyi felt the passing of her life, and in her mouth, she kept chanting the man's name. Big drops of tears fell from her soft skin into the pillow towel.

Finally, the child's head came out, the midwife exclaimed pleasantly, "hard, the child's head came out!"

Ding Yiyi subconsciously wants to ask her to stop. She thinks something is about to happen, a bad thing.

The child finally came out, the midwife happily cut the umbilical cord, Ding Yiyi staring at the blood gushing out of the bed.

How can a person have so much blood? It seems that all the energy of the body has been drained. It's originally a red bed, which is too dark to see the color.

One side of the midwife holding the child strange way: "this child why not cry?"

Ding Yiyi suddenly turned to look at the child. If he really saw that the child's face was blue, no matter how the midwife patted his hips, he was silent.

She was so sad that she couldn't help herself. She wanted to meet the man. After a trance, she really went to the palace.

In the palace, the man's bedroom was also full of people. The imperial doctor knelt down, and no one dared to speak.

A well-dressed woman has been guarding the man's side, she cried and clenched his hand, "my son, you can't do anything, I have issued a reward, if she is willing to come back, I will no longer pursue.""She's not coming back." The man lay on the bed, his face was very pale. As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down beside the bed and spat out a mouthful of blood.