"Lan Qing, you will come back to me, right?" Luo Ying crawled on the ice pool and looked at her.
Half a year has passed since Lan Qing left Taohua palace. Lan Qing, why don't you come back? Why do you like other women?
Luoying smiled bitterly, but there was a sharp pain in her abdomen. A stream of heat flowed from under her. Luoying reached out and touched the heat flow. The shocking scarlet let let her open her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
"Help, somebody, help me..."
In a daze, Luoying fell into a coma. When she woke up again, she was lying on her bed. It took her a long time to open her heavy eyelids. She looked at the snow-white gauze curtain, turned her eyes, and looked at everything familiar around her. Suddenly the body became very light, light can only feel the heaviness from the head.
Luoying subconsciously touched her abdomen, which was flat.
Luoying bounced up from the bed and sat up, stunned, unable to shout or cry. Trembling hands, constantly touching their flat abdomen.
"Child, where's my child?" after a long time, Luo Yingcai spit out these words intermittently, and the maid who came in with hot water saw that Luo Ying woke up and hurried forward to let her lie down and have a rest.
"Palace leader, your body hasn't recovered yet. You can't walk around."
"My child, my child! Did you hide him? Give me my child back!" Luoying excitedly grabbed the maid's arms, shook her and shouted, "give me the child back! Give me the child back!"
"Palace leader, when we found you, the child was gone. You had a miscarriage. It took us a long time to save your life." the maid's words stimulated Luo Ying's nerves and made her never so sober.
"The child is gone? How can I have a miscarriage? No, you lied to me..." Luo Ying shook her head, loosened the maid she was holding, and smiled sadly, "how can I have a miscarriage? It's impossible..."
"Palace leader, you've been in a coma in the ice palace for too long. The cold invasion led to miscarriage. We hired three doctors, all of whom can only save your life and can't save the child." the maid said truthfully.
They haven't seen her for a day. Luo Yingcai looked for her everywhere. When she found her, she was unconscious and bloody. They carried Luoying back and invited three doctors, but the fact that Luoying had a miscarriage could not be changed.
"Palace leader, please forgive me..."
"No, it's not true!" Luo Ying did not listen to her advice and slapped the maid away.
The maid was thrown away by Luoying's heavy slap and fell to the ground. She looked at Luoying's crazy appearance innocently. She is no longer the calm and resourceful leader of the palace. Now she is just a woman who has lost her husband and children. Can ordinary women bear such pain?
"Palace master, you are very weak now and can't run everywhere..." the maid who fell to the ground watched Luoying run out of the house like crazy and wanted to stop her. When they got up, Luoying had disappeared.
Luoying ran all the way to Taohua mountain.
Peach blossoms all over the mountains are blowing wantonly in the wind. Luo Ying thought of the man she met on the peach blossom mountain a long time ago. He was dressed in black, with long hair and a pool of ice hidden at the bottom of his eyes. He stood among the petals, holding a long sword, but the killing in his eyes melted the tenderness of a lifetime.
Luoying seemed to see him and his position under the tree, quiet and beautiful. Everything is what it used to be.
Unfortunately, when Luoying reached out and hugged, all the petals were blown away by the wind. Even the mirage of Lanqing dissipated in the air, leaving Luoying alone in place.
"Lanqing, where are you? Where are you? Lanqing?" Luo Ying looked for Lanqing's posture among the wanton petals, but she couldn't see or find anything.
All this is just a beautiful fantasy. When you come back, it all dissipates.
Lan Qing is gone, their children are gone, and the former glory of Taohua palace is gone.
It seems that Luoying is the only one who has stayed in place and never moved forward.
Luoying now has nothing. This feeling is really uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
Luoying also wants to forget everything like Ye Jing. She can start all over again, but Luoying doesn't want to forget everything about he Lanqing. That's a poor memory. She doesn't want to forget
Luoying dragged her tired body towards the hot spring with memories. The entrance there is covered with more vines. The fallen English bypasses the vines and enters the hot spring along the hole.
Here, the four seasons are still warm, dense with a layer of water vapor. Luo Ying looked at the place where the fire had been heated and recalled the past and the youth in her memory.
Time flies, gone forever, sad.
Luoying smiled bitterly and went to the place where Lanqing had taken a bath. She walked all the way, undressed all the way, and then immersed herself in the hot spring step by step. She wanted to feel the temperature of Lanqing. As if so, she could feel Lan Qing's embrace.
The warm spring water has soaked the fragrant shoulder of fallen English. Luoying hugged her shoulders, leaned against the stone, hugged herself tightly and burst into tears. Luo Ying misses this feeling, and now he has given the warmest hug to other women?
Luoying doesn't know or want to know. She just wants to have a good sleep
The color like snow is spreading on the water silently. I don't know how long it took for Luo Yingcai to wake up from his warm dream. When she woke up, the white floating on the water touched her heartstrings. Luoying trembled her hands and gently picked up the white hair floating on the water. She looked in the direction of her white hair and looked at her reflection on the water.
The woman on the water, red and white hair, is shocking.
Luoying quickly stood up, put on her clothes, ran quickly, left the hot spring and ran out. The sun pierced into the pupil, a gust of breeze blew, and the white hair was raised into the pupil of Luoying. Luoying can't believe that her hair is all white. She is crazy and pulls her hair. She looks forward to her. One strand, two strands... All her hair is white
It's not true! It's not true!
"It must not be true!" Luoying smiled vaguely, losing her soul.
It is said that Luoying has a miscarriage. Both Jin Yue and Xie Ning are worried. Unable to find Luoying, they kept waiting at the gate of the peach blossom palace.
After waiting all day and night, they finally saw the familiar figure of Luo Ying. She walked slowly towards the peach blossom palace, but the figure was shocking.
Flying white hair, messy on Luoying's face. She smiled as if no one could see her. She passed by ember Yue and Xie Ning, and could not fit anyone in her empty eyes.
The maid patrolling in the palace, looking at the appearance of Luoying now, no one dared to come forward, and they couldn't help loving her.
"Master." the ember looked more and more at the distant back of Luoying, but she was sad, but she didn't know whether she should come forward to comfort her. The more ember knows, now Luoying must not hear a word. She has been bound by her own heart. If others can't go in, she can't go out.
"Ember Yue, do you think the master will always be like this?" Xie Ning, a few years younger than ember Yue, was a little afraid. She swayed ember Yue's sleeve.
The ember shook her head, sighed, and looked at Luoying's dejected appearance: "I don't know, but I seem to understand something. What can make people wear intestines and break their belly in this world is love."
"Jin Yue, do you mean that the master was hurt by emotion?" Xie Ning didn't understand what Jin Yue was talking about. She was just a child. She didn't understand anything except learning to dance with Luo Ying.
"I don't know if something will happen to the master. Why didn't brother Lanqing and brother Ye Jing come back? Didn't they love the master? Are the world sentimental?" Jin Yue shook his head and sighed.