C72

When I opened my eyes, I would rather have left this ruthless world.

He was standing right in front of me. A bright white light shone through the open window, making my mind go blank.

Slowly, I closed my eyes again. The best thing I could see was what my spirit had seen, and the best thing was that it wasn't real. My jaw ached so much that I gritted my teeth and didn't scream.

His voice was frosty and filled with anger, "Are you pretending to be dead? "Yun Zhiqiu."

So he isn't dead. If he's dead, I can still hear his voice. That's truly sinful. Death is only the last step of a person. If he doesn't even let me die, then where can I retreat to?

My fingers tore at my eyelids to make me look at him.

It was so painful that I turned my head away.

"Your majesty, Yun Zhiqiu is fine now, it's just that his fetus …"

I heard him say coldly, "If you can't protect it, you have to protect it for me."

"Your majesty, but Yun Zhiqiu already shows signs of having a small fortune."

It turned out that I still couldn't protect my child, but for some reason, I was actually relieved. Forgive my selfishness, I'm sorry, I didn't have the courage to give birth to this child. I'm sorry, because I hate him.

I don't know what responsibility is, but I know what a lifetime is. If I'm going to be sad in the future, I won't fight for it in the future.

"F * ck off." he shouted coldly.

The imperial physician and his father-in-law hurriedly retreated. He grabbed my clothes and sat me up from the bed. He looked at me with eyes filled with rage. "Do you really not want to protect my bloodline?"

I looked at him indifferently, saw his anger, and actually smiled. "Who are you?"

He gritted his teeth even more, and his devilish black eyes were filled with fire. "You dare to pretend to be stupid again for me to see."

I'm not pretending. I raised my weak hand to pull at his hand. "I know you're the emperor. I'm just asking who you are. Why do you need me to protect you?" Who are you, so arrogant and tyrannical, why do I have to risk my life to protect you?

I don't love you, what am I going to stake, what am I going to compete for? I can fight, can I fight?

I don't know if I want to laugh or cry. I'm just getting used to this kind of life where the power is so great. What do you want me to do? I seem to have already died once. How can I be afraid of what you do to me?

He was so angry that he shoved me back onto the bed and shouted angrily, "I am the Emperor."

Yes, you are the Emperor, but you are not my sky.

His anger made me laugh, and I couldn't help but smile mockingly. "What do you want to see in me? See me in the darkroom, screaming for help, begging for help every day, and for the child who should not have come? You grew up in the palace. I believe in the people and affairs of the palace. You know ten times better than I do. They sent me back, pushed me down the steps, and kicked me in the stomach. Even if I shouted for help, would it change? How am I worthy of being a mother? How am I a lowly person, how am I compatible with a noble bloodline? Child that should not have come, I am fierce, you are even more ruthless than me. " Now, he came to blame me did not protect the child, I really want to laugh, but the heart is extremely bitter.

In this harem, you have no power and no backing, your servant is at the lowest level, no matter how much pain you suffer, no matter how much grievance you suffer, you still have to endure the pain. No matter how fierce others are towards you, you still have to break your teeth and swallow your blood, your dignity and stubbornness are all laughable things.

I did not resist, and I became the most unintentional of men, and what did he think of me?

"He shouldn't have come?" He raised his hand angrily.

I stubbornly stared at him with my eyes wide open. Without the slightest fear, I replied, "Is this what I was thinking?" If he hadn't robbed me of my body, these things might not have happened.

"Is there only Xia Junchang in your heart?" A palm-fan of a palm stopped in front of my face, close enough for me to see the lines in his palm.

I smiled, a touch of warmth in my eyes, and said seriously, "Yes."

Fight on, I won't be afraid of you, so what if you're the emperor? I'm not even afraid of death, do I have to be afraid of you?

His face was dark and cloudy as if he was about to fall from the sky like a violent storm. He raised his hand but didn't land it. Instead, he made a fist in the air and punched a hole in the bed.