She finished nodding to Ding Yi, and then went out. The housekeeper put a futon on the ground, and then went after Fu Fengyi.
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 unwilling to see.
"Smile!" Ding Yiyi reached out and waved in front of him. He said indifferently, "this is also a kind of sacrificial culture. In fact, I wanted to bully the Ye family for a long time."
She looked at him, seriously said: "I seriously injured coma when you are sad, I do not want to recognize you when I lost memory, these I see in the eyes. Today, let me restore it. Thank the ancestors for making us meet again. "Her voice is getting smaller and smaller," so that I can 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 thoughts at this time.
After he left, Ding Yiyi knelt down, subconsciously staring at the nameless row on the top. In his mind, he could not help describing a man lying on the bed.
The man conquered the enemy who coveted his country with iron and blood. He was so angry that he was defeated by a woman. The country died because of this.
Imagine that there is always a sober day, and soon her knee is a little sore. That pain and numbness are transmitted along the knee to the position of the tailbone.
She twists two times uncomfortable, can only constantly change the center of gravity of her knee, so that she can feel better.
"Young lady." The housekeeper knocked at the door.
Ding Yiyi quickly knelt down, she turned to see him, "come in."
The housekeeper held a very thick Futon in his hand and said with a smile, "the young master asked me to bring it to you."
She took it and found that the futon was thick and soft. I'm afraid ye nianmo 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 a large and thick futon, and her knees were touched with soft cotton wadding and did not feel 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, and her eyelids trembled, but she gradually closed her eyes and entered the boundless dream.
"Throw this woman into the pot, behead her, and put her to death in a hurry!" On the throne, the man above him covered his abdomen with one hand, his face was frightening, and his handsome face was full of heartless hatred.
A large amount of blood gushed out of his abdomen and dyed his yellow yellow robe red. The figure in front of him swayed, and people rushed to help him close the wound. However, his eyes were always looking at the woman standing under the stage, wearing pink luoqun and painting peach face makeup.
Ding Yiyi saw this woman, she was very beautiful, naturally exuded a weak temperament, her thin lips only slightly dyed red, with her trembling and more red eyes attracted people's love.
She has been shaking her body, flying hairpin with her movement and slightly swing, beads slightly hit, you can see that she is very afraid.
"You deserve it. I hate you. I hate you! Our people have lived in peace with the world for generations, but for the sake of unification and hegemony, you have forced all my people to be within the scope of your country. How can I not hate you
Her voice was not loud, but it penetrated the heart of the man on the throne like a sword. Before he could react, the woman was pulled away. The flying hairpin fell to the ground. 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 and could catch up with those palace people who walked very fast. The woman was not sent to a strange execution ground, but was kept in a dark, damp room.
She sat on the straw, but her hands slowly stroked her slightly raised abdomen, which was covered by a wide skirt.
All of a sudden, she covered her mouth, got up in a panic and ran to the corner. She vomited and vomited until there was only some yellow bile left.
A mouse ran over her embroidered peony vamp. She was very frightened. She was determined not to stab the dagger into the man's abdomen.
The mouse ran out of a tiny cave in the corner. She took a long breath and lay down slowly with her hands on the wall.
Ding Yi looked at her stomach, thinking that it was not pregnant, she said, "are you pregnant?"
The woman took it for granted that she couldn't hear it, but she covered her stomach and said the answer to Ding Yiyi's conjecture.
"My child, you shouldn't have been born in this world. It's not a prosperous age. There are killing, lies and deceiving. It's too hard."Her voice is as good as oriole, but it is full of desolation, which makes people feel unbearable.
Ding Yiyi thought she would be locked up for a long time, but did not expect that the man would come to her soon.
Although he was wearing the boa robe, he was not different from his normal clothes.
All the palace people were swept away, and he looked down at the thin woman leaning against the wall. The ears of wheat on the jade crown gently leaned against his white jade cheek with his movement.
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 a little 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. When the song is 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.
The woman sleeps very shallow very shallow, so she soon wakes up, stroking the palm of the abdomen quickly to move away, confused and surprised eyes immediately disguised as resentment.
She had not experienced love, so she felt that the camouflage was an expression of true feelings.
He was experiencing real love, so his eyes were deceived to think that she really hated him.
"I can explain." He looked at her and said this.
The woman immediately refused, and turned away to look at her, "I don't want your explanation."
"Well," the man seemed to pull the wound, his face turned white, "I only ask you, are you not emotional to me from the beginning to the end, everything is hypocritical?"
His face was tense, and his fists were constantly tightening in his wide sleeves. His eyes were expecting to hear her say what he wanted to hear.
The woman didn't pay attention to what he said. She just denied everything. She even nodded at once, "no mistake. I'm hypocritical to you. I've never revealed any emotion on you. Everything is for my people."
She didn't look at her at all. She was hanging in the water show, her fists were constantly tightening, her eyes were red and her body was too soft. She prayed in her heart that God would not let him ask other questions.
"I see." The man's voice became cold, he suddenly raised the sword around him, and the accessories inlaid with precious stones flashed a dangerous light in the candlelight.
Ding Yiyi thought that this man was going to kill this woman, and the woman obviously thought so. She closed her eyes, and her trembling body was stretched out. The luoskirt spread on the ground like a lotus flower.
The sound of silk cracking sounded in the air, the woman opened her eyes, the man knife up and down, a piece of broken 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 appear in my field of vision again and kill me!"
The man looked at her deeply, and then left with his sleeve, and the ears of wheat on his head were shaking in the air with his movements.
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 piece of cloth in her hand. Big drops of tears fell into the rags and then disappeared.
A day later, news came that the woman was sheltering in prison, and the man ordered that the palace where the woman had lived was sealed up forever.
As time goes by, in a hut, the woman's shrill cry is very terrible in the dark. The door of the hut opened, and a pockmarked woman came out. She hung the red cloth in her hand on the beam of the house and sighed, "this one big and one small should not be able to keep it."
In the room, Ding Yiyi stood in front of the window, she watched the woman bite her lips in pain. She was so weak that she even needed to open her eyes.
Ding Yiyi felt the passing of her life, and in the woman's mouth, the name of the man has been chanting, big drops of tears from her soft skin slide into the pillow towel.
Finally, the head of the child came out, the midwife exclaimed in surprise, "force, the head of the child comes out!"
Ding Yiyi but subconsciously wanted to ask her to stop. She felt that something was about to happen, a bad thing.
The child finally came out, the midwife happily cut off the umbilical cord, Ding Yiyi staring at a large number of gushing blood under the bed.
How can a person have so much blood? It seems that all the energy in the body has been drained. It is the red bed, but the color is too deep to see.
One side of the midwife holding the baby strange way: "this child why not cry?"
Ding Yi suddenly turned his head to look at the child. If he really saw that child's face was livid, no matter how the midwife slapped his buttocks, he was silent.
She was suddenly 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 is also a burst of tumultuous, the imperial doctor knelt on the ground, no one dares 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 not pursue.""She won't come back." The man was lying on the bed, very pale, and as soon as he finished speaking, he fell on the edge of the bed and spat out a mouthful of blood.