"Find the best girl for me right now. If it's not the best, I'll kill you!" His words were silent and solemn. Even though Hua's mother-in-law was very popular in the world, she couldn't stand such an aura. She quickly stepped back two steps, and then she yelled, "call rose girl!"
Several girls' faces were immediately ugly. One of the girls came forward and said, "Mom, Sister Rose doesn't accept guests?"
"You care so much? Call her quickly. If you don't come, you will be forced to come here! " Mother in law Hua wants to break free, but she doesn't want to be grabbed by Shen Zhongbai's collar. Her face is blue and purple. It seems that she will be suffocated in the next second.
All the girls around here seem to have lost their souls all at once. If Shen Qiangwei, the flower queen, comes out of the mountain, everything will be over. Shen Zhongbai will surely be fascinated by her appearance like Shen Qiang. The rest of these girls will not even have a chance.
Once fly to the branches of the Yellow sorghum dream of Phoenix, finally is to wake up.
Shen Zhongbai lies on the bed in the most gorgeous elegant room on the second floor. The aromatherapy around him has a stimulating effect. He fills all the wine into his mouth with his hands. It seems that there is no effect at all. He looks up at the wine pot carefully and finds that it is empty.
However, he had no reason to be sober. He obviously chose the latter. He accomplished Gu Zhi's painting, Gu Jia and Shen Qianshan. Suddenly, the wind around him made him feel ridiculous and sad. It was as if he had accomplished the whole world and only left himself behind.
The door was gently pushed open, and a woman in white slowly came in. The woman's face was covered with gauze. She was slim and tall, without affectation. Some were just calm and casual.
Shen Zhongbai stops drinking. The woman's appearance seems to overlap with the person in his mind. It's Gu Jia, the woman he likes.
He stumbled up and rushed to the woman. He held the woman in his arms and buried his head in her neck. The neck was as white as a swan, and his temperament was obvious.
"My son I'm not in a good mood today. I don't like Gu Zhihua... " The rest of his words disappeared into the empty room with the wind blowing in from the window.
The woman straightened her body, quietly listened to Shen Zhongbai's words, followed by a long silence.
In this line of work, what men have not seen, sentimental, playful, amorous, and single-minded, everyone wants to numb themselves by drinking, and then go to find a woman to talk to comfort. She sees more.
But when she heard the name of the woman whispering among the men, she was still tensed for no reason, and her heart seemed to be pierced by something.
To be honest, she didn't want the man who looked so good in every way to be hurt by another woman.
There are many women in the world, but there may not be many men like Shen Zhongbai who are excellent in appearance, ability and family background?
What kind of woman is that woman called "Yi'er"?
"Young master." Shen Qiangwei reached out and lifted Shen Zhongbai up from her neck. She touched his face with her hands. She said in a voice that was almost indifferent: "slave is not a girl. Her name is Shen Qiang."
"Shen rose?" Shen Zhongbai raised his eyes and looked at her carefully for a while. After that, he suddenly turned over and pressed her on the ground. At the moment of heavy pressure, she heard the sound of her back colliding with the ground. The sound was loud, and she was startled.
With the pain, the sweat on her body rose, and she took a breath of cool air, but she insisted on not making a sound. His hands were touching his body, and the warm breath came to his face. The smell of wine permeated around the two people. She was also slightly drunk and slowly closed her eyes.
In the morning of the next day, the sun shines through the small window. When Shen Zhongbai wakes up, he finds himself lying on the bed. The curtain of the bed is pink and embroidered with butterflies. It is a woman's boudoir.
There was food on the table. It was cold. In front of the dressing table, a girl was sitting. She was wearing pink clothes. She was carefully cleaning and carefully comparing a lotus style hairpin flower.
Shen Zhongbai got up and went to the woman's back. He took the flower and made a comparison. Then he found a suitable place for the hairpin with the beauty in the mirror.
Shen rose is very surprised, turned her head, a flower like smile on Shen Zhongbai's face, she blushed and said: "wake up?"
The voice was sweet, and it seemed that there was honey in it.
Shen Zhongbai sat down on the chair behind him. After smelling the tea on the table, he took a sip at ease and asked in a cold voice, "what's your name?"
"Shen Qiangwei..." Shen Qiang's eyes are dim, obviously last night, he deliberately wanted to let him remember his name, but he still did not remember.
Shen Zhongbai's fingers gently clasped on the table, nodded and said, "Shen? The emperor's family name, since we are predestined, you should clean up and go back to the palace with the king. "Then he reached out to tidy up his clothes and dusted the rouge marks on them.
Shen Rose's eyes lit up, and then tears covered her eyes.
In the middle of November of Jianyuan.
The queen slowly opened her eyes and looked at the pattern on the ceiling. As soon as she turned her eyes, she found that her eyes were sore. She knew that she was crying in her dream. Her body was very painful. She had no strength. Her voice was dry. She could hear a needle drop on the ground. Her ears were shallow breathing sounds, which were very similar to her heartbeat.
When she turned her head, she saw Shen Qianshan sitting on the ground, his head resting on his hands, leaning against the edge of the bed and asleep.
If it had been before, she would have called him up and had been fighting for a few rounds, but now she was in no mood at all.
The great sadness that followed was like a dark cloud, pressing over her and making her unable to breathe.
She reached out and touched her stomach, where it was very painful and empty. The feeling of saturation was completely gone. Even she remembered the disappearance of her child. Sadness made her whole body tremble and sob, and then the pain of her heart made her whole body bow.
Shen Qianshan's hand was on the Queen's body. This move made Shen Qianshan wake up.
When she lifted her eyes, she saw the queen huddled in pain. To Shen Qianshan's eyes, the queen could not help but said in a hoarse voice, "is there no child? Are there no more children? "
Shen Qianshan came down with tears. He didn't understand. Clearly in his memory, he didn't do anything with the queen, but suddenly he had a child. No matter who the child was, seeing that little life turned into a pool of blood forever, his shock and fear made him tremble.
He held the Queen's hand tightly, and his voice was soft, like a feather, as if afraid of disturbing her.
"It doesn't matter. We'll have children." Shen Qianshan comforted him.
The queen even twisted her painful facial features. As soon as she reached out, she covered the quilt on her head. She didn't want to argue with Shen Qianshan about whether two people would have children any more. She just thought that she experienced the loss of children again, didn't she?
That night, Gusu Liang opened the door and found that the queen was sitting in a chair in a daze. Her body had not recovered. However, when she was angry, her aura was so strong that no one dared to enter the room. Even the servant girls who delivered the meal were deterred.
Gusu Liang put the food on the table and sat down slowly. She has been around the queen for some years. She is also the only one who can speak more in front of her.
The queen knew that Gusu Liang was coming, she rubbed her hands, and then slowly said, "the child is still gone."
Or? Gusu Liang looks at the queen strangely, the meaning of this words, let Gusu cool for a while, don't quite understand.
She found that since the queen lost the child, she was like a changed person. Her temper seemed to be more irritable. It was a sense of powerlessness, as if she had experienced all the devastation of the world, the delusion against the world, but finally she had to give up.
Gusu Liang has never been so despairing. Naturally, I don't know why the queen can be so depressed. Of course, it's worth losing her baby. However, Gu Jia before can reverse the situation no matter what kind of things he is facing.
Since a few days ago, she has changed. Gusu Liang can't tell where the change is so obvious.
"Miss, the Lord has punished sun Linhe." Gusu Liang will take the rice in the past, hoping that the queen can take care of herself.
The queen looked down and saw the food on the table. She couldn't help but smile. It was too cold in November, like her mood at this time.
She allows tears to flow freely on her face, but does not move. She is afraid that she will move. She reminds her heart that she is still alive, and then more pain makes her unable to digest.
"How was it punished?" The queen reached out and picked up the chopsticks. After taking two mouthfuls, she slowly asked. She found that as long as she didn't think about it and didn't think deeply about it, the pain in her heart could be alleviated a little. It seemed that she could be more comfortable if she shifted her attention.
Gusu Liang is surprised to see the Queen's action, she is eating? And asked this, her voice is very quiet, although there is a strong suppression of shaking, but this perseverance makes Gusu Liang also feel magical.
"Lord, he Kill sun Linhe. " Gusu Liang took a deep breath, and the moment of sun Linjia's death suddenly appeared in front of her. Her heart trembled. Although sun Linjia deserved it, they had known each other for more than ten years. Although they were not intimate with each other, they at least respected each other. But now, because of the child in the Queen's stomach, she was living in a flash Between the loss of color, so that Gusu cool whole body cold.
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