After rebirth, the daughter of the genius doctor went crazy

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight casts a silver light, making the sea of ​​flowers on the ground even more beautiful.

Among the flowers, Mo Lishang walked slowly alone, with his shadow following him, passing through the scattered petals. The wind blew gently, ruffling her white gauze dress, and her sleeves fluttered, filling her sleeves with fragrance, but only loneliness and sorrow were left.

She stood tall in the solitary pavilion, with only the lonely moon for company. She frowned with worry, and her brows emanated unspeakable sorrow and resentment. Her eyes, that pair of eyes as bright as the full moon, were now covered with pearls, but could not hide the pain in her eyes.

Even so, she is still stunningly beautiful, earth-shatteringly beautiful, so beautiful that it cannot be described in words, and no matter how beautiful the painting is, it cannot depict even a little bit of her. Even so, she is extremely lonely, and no matter how talented a writer is, he cannot describe in words the loneliness that permeates her bones.

Yet, she seemed so fragile that everyone who saw her wanted to take her under their wings, take good care of her, and gently wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye.

Lowering his head and looking at his fragile shadow, Mo Lishang smiled bitterly. His voice was graceful but helpless, and his sadness could not hide his worries: "Shadow, hehe, I didn't expect that you are the only one who will stay by my side and never leave me..."

He sighed and looked out at the clear blue water. Countless lotus flowers were blooming gracefully, exuding a lively atmosphere in the silent night. But the lonely person was still lonely. Mo Lishang was dejected. It turned out that if the heart was lonely, one would still be lonely wherever he went. Even among the croaking frogs and the clear lotus flowers, the coldness was even worse.

The moon seems clearer, yet colder. In the dim light, the black hair dances slowly, creating clear shadows, but what dances is a thousand kinds of coldness and loneliness.

"Child, your father loves you. He took in so many concubines in order to stabilize Jiangshan, so we must understand him and support him."

Finally, Mo Lishang withdrew her gaze from the distance, lowered her head and stroked her belly. Her movements were gentle and delicate, and her words were gentle and melodious, but they revealed her helplessness and unconcealable pain. It seemed that those words were spoken to herself rather than to the child in her belly.

I raised my head and looked into the distance, just staring there steadily, letting the merciless moonlight spread all over my body with a hint of coolness. Perhaps, only when the body is cold to the bone, the heart will not feel cold.

For a long time, so long that people thought there was only a sculpture in the pavilion. Except for the black hair flying like a ghost, the dead silence and sorrow emanating from her body, and the occasional sigh, people knew that she was a human being.

“My queen….”

The hurried calls and the sound of footsteps from afar awakened Mo Lishang who was almost silent.

His body moved slightly and he looked up at that place.

"What is so urgent?"

Seeing her personal maid Fu'er running over breathlessly, her face lit up for a moment. Could it be...

My heart seemed to wake up again.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here."

Fu'er reported breathlessly.

Mo Lishang stood up after hearing this, pleasantly surprised: "He's here? But isn't he going to Concubine De's place today?"

"I don't know, but the emperor also brought Concubine De with him." Fu'er looked unhappy.

Mo Lishang suddenly felt as if the air had been drained out of her body. She slumped down on the stool, her face turned pale, and her eyes lost their luster, becoming dull and incredulous.

"What did you say? You said he... brought Concubine De here?"

"Yes, Madam, you should go back soon. That Defei is so proud of herself that she walks around everywhere, as if our Fengxiang Palace belongs to her. She is such a foxy girl."

"Did he really bring her to Fengxiang Palace?"

With a soft murmur between his lips, he looked at Fu'er as if he had been hit hard. Mo Lishang had forgotten to scold Fu'er for insubordination. His mind was filled with that sentence, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Miss?"

Fu'er saw that Mo Lisha's expression was not right, and ran to her side in fright, hurriedly supporting her.

"Go back to the palace."

Fu'er's expression made Mo Lisha sober up all of a sudden. She could retreat, but she couldn't retreat again and again. Besides, she didn't believe that the person she loved so much would do something to hurt her so deeply.

Once, he said to her, Li'er, if there is an afterlife, I would like to marry you for all eternity.

Once, he said to her, Li'er, in this life I will only take a sip from the three thousand rivers.

Once, he said to her, Li'er, I will make you the happiest person in the world.

Once, he said to her, Li'er...

But she didn't know about the next life, but his saying that he would only drink from one of the three thousand rivers became a huge joke, because he was no longer the same as before, he was the king of a country, how could a king of a country have three thousand favors on one person? So every time she watched him welcome concubines one after another with a smile, her heart was bleeding.

He once said that no concubine was allowed to enter Fengxiang Palace because it was the only place that belonged to him completely.

Here he is not a king, but a husband. She does not need to perform the etiquette between a king and his subject. She only needs to lie happily in his arms and listen to his love.

But all this became another joke. It turned out that the happiness he gave her was to bring other concubines to Fengxiang Palace, the only pure land in her heart!

It is said that a man never jokes, but he breaks his promises time and time again. Even though her heart is broken into pieces, she still has hope, hoping that all this is just a misunderstanding.

She hoped that when she arrived at Fengxiang Palace, she would find him alone, lying there casually, smiling and waiting for her arrival. She hoped that she could see him extending his hands to her, giving her infinite warmth and embracing her fragile heart. She hoped that she could quietly share the sudden joy with him...

In Fengxiang Palace, Tong Yeming was half leaning on the beauty couch, and the Defei who had made her deceive herself all the way was now behind him, tapping his shoulder gently like a little bird, chatting and laughing from time to time. The scene was warm and the love was sweet.

She stood in front of the palace gate and looked into the distance and unexpectedly saw such a harmonious scene. Her mind was dazed for a moment and she seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart. Although the sound was light, it pierced her nerves like a needle.

She clenched her hands, her nails dug into her flesh, her nails broke and her skin and flesh pierced, blood dripped down her sleeves. She walked forward step by step, each step seemed to exhaust her strength, each drop of blood that hit the ground splashed out red stamens, carrying a lingering sense of sorrow.

Finally they entered the second door and were close to them, close enough to see the smile on Concubine De's face, a smile that was full of pride.

She took a few steps back miserably, feeling the air being sucked out of her lungs...

Holding the door lintel to support her whole body, Mo Lishang just stood quietly at the door, looking at the man she loved wholeheartedly. He was particularly outstanding today. He took off his palace robe and looked less dignified and more casual, but also more evil and charming.

He was only wearing a bright yellow brocade robe with dark dragon patterns, and his waist was casually tied with a silk ribbon of the same color, as if it would fall down with a slight hook. His black hair had long been draped down, faintly shining with soft light. The night breeze blew gently, and the hair fluttered in the air, raising soft lines. His eyebrows were as long as swords, his nose was like a hanging gall bladder, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. Only a pair of trembling black eyelashes showed that he had not fallen asleep. His lips were as plump as peach petals, and the love words that came out of his lips were endless, and she still remembered every word of the vows of eternal love in her heart.

Thinking back to the first time they met, he was drunk and lying in a field of flowers, looking vaguely like this. His pure face without a trace of worldly air made her think she had seen an angel, so pure and sweet that she was completely defenseless. Love thus invaded her bones without any defense, but she did not expect that it would send herself to hell.

Mo Lishang's sad breath seemed to alarm him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and those eyes were as dazzling as if they absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and made people fascinated. These eyes that were always as clear as spring water, and always filled with overflowing love for her, were now cold, but suddenly became harder, and seemed to have something else, as if hiding some untouchable taboos, and there was a chill that made people feel from the bottom of their hearts...

chill!

Haha, Mo Lishang couldn't help crying in his heart. When did there come a time when there was coldness in his eyes when he looked at her, but she didn't notice at all?

"Long live the Emperor."

She suppressed her sadness and held back her tears. Her pride would never allow her to shed tears in front of him or another woman.

She knelt down gracefully and performed the formal palace etiquette, but because there was the presence of another woman here, she could no longer treat him as her husband, but should first treat him as the emperor.

Tong Yeming saw her bowing expressionlessly, neither humble nor arrogant, but also defiant and alert. His heart moved slightly, and it seemed that some anger rose up. For some reason, he really didn't like her treating him like this. Shouldn't she see Defei in her palace and complain about him? Why was she so calm, so calm that it was hard to understand? So he deliberately didn't say no need to bow, he wanted to see how long she could resist!

The charming phoenix eyes of Concubine De blinked maliciously. She looked at the two of them for a long time, then suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, pretending to be kind and reminding: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is bowing to you!"

"You're nosy." Tong Yeming turned around and glared at her before saying to Mo Lishang indifferently, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Lishang concealed her grief and her expression became even more indifferent. No one could see the boundless pain hidden behind her indifferent appearance. She didn't understand why the man who loved her had gone away in just one night! And this man was only a king and no longer a husband!

Even though her heart was broken, she still had a strong and proud character. She walked steadily to Tong Mingye, but looked at Defei majestically.

Concubine De looked at Tong Mingye with a guilty conscience. Seeing that he was still lazily leaning on the couch without saying a word, she felt unwilling and angry. She stood up and saluted to Mo Lishang: "Good luck to the Imperial Concubine."

She stood up without waiting for Mo Lixiang to speak. She intended to humiliate this imperial concubine who was the most favored in the harem today, because she knew that all this would become history after tonight, and she, Concubine De, would become the real master of Fengxiang Palace.

"Does Concubine De not even understand the rules now?"

Mo Lishang was furious when she saw that Concubine De dared to look down on her in her palace. She could tolerate Tong Mingye taking concubines and could tolerate Tong Mingye's ruthlessness, but she would never tolerate these concubines to climb over her head.

"emperor……"

Concubine De looked at Tong Mingye aggrievedly and acted coquettishly.

"Forget it, Li'er,"

I don’t know whether Tong Yeming was in a bad mood tonight or he doted on Concubine De so much that he didn’t pursue Defei’s disrespect.

"emperor!"

Mo Lishang looked at this man in shock. How could this man trample on her dignity like this? He blatantly allowed the concubine to neglect her. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and even the only hope she had was gone. She knew that this man had completely changed and became completely unfamiliar.

She laughed miserably and touched her belly. Fortunately, she still had a child.

"That's all."

Tong Yeming waved his hands impatiently.

It turned out that he even found it troublesome to just put it in a perfunctory manner, and facing such a him, Mo Lishang didn't even feel any pain. It turned out that the heartache reached its extreme point and he became numb.

"I wonder why the Emperor came to my concubine's chamber so late at night?"

Even though her heart was bleeding, her pride still made her as calm as dead water without any ripples.

Her expressionless face suddenly made Tong Yeming, who was looking at her, feel angry. Were all her vows of love false? She actually didn't care about his attitude towards her at all, and didn't care that he brought another woman to her bedroom?

How could he know that his heart was dead and all emotions were severed, so how could he have any expression?