Women's procrastination can't be said

They are now in the Crown Prince's Mansion, which is a gorgeous palace complex that has just been renovated. Song Qingwu has not moved in yet, so the entire Crown Prince's uterus is filled with food tables, and maids are constantly putting delicious food on the table.

There is also a banquet in the main hall, but it is for several monarchs and lords.The dining table in the crown prince's womb is for the rest of the guests. Except that they cannot enter the crown prince's bedroom, they can walk around at will, eat whatever they like, and have all kinds of fine wines.

The layout is beautiful, and the work arrangements are well-organized. Even the Second City Lord and the Luo Family Patriarch, who have always been busy with government affairs, put all their energy into this, which shows that Your Majesty attaches great importance to this wedding.

The pain in Song Yuyan's eyes became more and more bitter, and then became more astringent.

Song Qingwu and his newlywed wife are meeting the leaders of various countries in the main hall and having a wedding banquet. The relationship between the two has been announced to the world.

The main hall was beating gongs and drums, it seemed to be very lively, and the palace of the Crown Prince was also crowded with people, it was very lively.

Song Yuyan's mood was extremely complicated, with hatred, resentment, and more pain.

It hurts, my heart is there.

The king only married one person in his life, only the queen had no other concubines, Song Qingwu respected his father so much, and their family relationship was so good, he would definitely marry only one person in his life like his father.

She had thought and was sure that she would be the only one.

Unfortunately, it turned out that it wasn't her.

The wine bottle rubbed against his lips, Song Yuyan's heart became more and more desolate.

Song Qingwu is just a scumbag, he has what is in the bowl, but thinks about what is in the pot, he is on two boats, messing around with flowers and grass.The poor woman entrusted herself to him, gave birth to a child, but suffered all kinds of injuries, and stayed alone in the valley, but she was afraid to go to him because of authority. If she hadn't accidentally intruded, she might have lived will stay in that cave.

Knowing clearly that Song Qingwu had no sense of responsibility, he was extremely cruel to a woman who had given her all for him. She left a weak woman and a newborn baby in the valley, turned around and got married in front of everyone.The mother is a super big scumbag.

But she likes it very much, no, loves it very much, loves this scumbag.

They met when they were six years old, and now it has been a full ten years, from the first sight, he said his name in a ruffian way.

"Song Qingwu."

She fell into it, the deep kind.

The sockets of her eyes were almost as red as hers, but she didn't dare to let the tears fall, because beside her was a miserable woman who gave birth to a child for Song Qingwu, she didn't deserve to be sad.

But she has lived so many days without dying, why is she insisting on hovering on the edge of life and death several times?

Raising the glass, tilting her head slightly, the liquor swirled a thousand times between her lips, outlining the shape of her lips, until her lips were pricked in pain, and then she opened her mouth, allowing the liquor to flow into her painful body.

"I must grow old forever."

Drinking the wedding wine with tears in her eyes, swallowing her voice and wishing her a happy life, Song Yuyan seemed to be separated from the world.

----

a few days ago.

The water was very cold, because it was extremely cold in winter, and a small amount of ice was mixed in, and the ice-water mixture mercilessly hit Song Yuyan's face.

She didn't pass out after being pushed down by Yueling, she still had a few strands of clear consciousness to feel the outside world, she seemed to be floating along the river, as if floating on the water, she didn't seem to be dead.

Her head was swollen, and her whole body was in great pain. She couldn't hear the outside voice clearly, and only one word echoed in her ears.

"Goose!"

The voice seems a little familiar...

"Goose!"

Why do you sound so anxious...

"Goose!"

who is it……

A slightly larger piece of hard ice smashed towards him, causing a sharp pain in his head, and Song Yuyan finally fell into a coma.

Floating along the river, there should have been a danger of being drowned in the sea, but Song Yuyan changed direction in a vortex and was washed into a pool of stagnant water.The huge impact forced her half awake, and Song Yuyan subconsciously took a deep breath, but there was no air, and she took a mouthful of water.

The lungs suffered a huge blow, and Song Yuyan passed out again.

A line of sight just watched Song Yuyan faint, and then silently watched her float to the shore.

"Cough." The surroundings are warm, but her throat hurts.

"Good boy." A hoarse voice came into the ears vaguely.

"Who?" Song Yuyan's eyes were sore and astringent, and Song Yuyan couldn't open them no matter how hard she tried, she asked in a daze.

"Look, baby, the little monster is awake." Although the voice was hoarse and deep, it was not pleasant to hear, but the speaker seemed to deliberately raise his voice, trying his best to say a gentle word.

Song Yuyan woke up completely, and recovered [-]% of her strength, which was enough for her to open her eyes.

"Look baby, red eyes." The hoarse voice continued.

The pupils refocused, Song Yuyan turned his head slightly, and saw a cave.

The cave is neither big nor small, and can be used as a house to live in. There are small wooden stools and tables in the cave, and there is also an adult-sized bed covered with thatch. Although it is a cave, it is spotless. drip.

One-third of the space in the cave is covered by a pool of stagnant water, and fences are erected on the shore, which are thoughtful and thoughtful.There was no one in the direction she looked, but there was a cluster of fire, and there was a rustling sound behind her, presumably someone with a hoarse voice was behind her.

Song Yuyan was ready to see a wild man in the mountains, but when she turned her head to look, she did not expect that this person was a woman about 17 years old.

Her white clothes are as clean and flawless as a cave, and her figure is very thin.She has an elegant and peaceful face, narrow and long eyebrows, a high bridge of nose with a small tip, a pair of black and white eyes that are mixed with a lot of sadness, and a small and exquisite mouth that is naturally red, which is enough to attract others without makeup.

Her waist-length hair was scattered behind her, and she held a small baby in her arms, wrapped in pink silk.The baby was very obedient, neither crying nor fussing, just looking at her with his little finger in his mouth.

"I want to sleep in bed." Song Yuyan's voice was dry, and her voice was as hoarse as a woman's.

The woman in white glanced at her and said with a slight smile: "The fire is here. You are seriously injured and cannot tolerate the cold."

Song Yuyan propped up her body with all her strength, only to find that her wounds were all wrapped up with pure white gauze, which tingled slightly, presumably they were also covered with medicine.

"Thank you." Song Yuyan smiled with dry lips, but she knew it must be ugly.

The woman in white stretched out her slender white fingers and touched Song Yuyan's forehead lightly. Song Yuyan shivered from the cold, stayed for a while and then moved her fingers away.

"You still have a fever, you should sleep more."

"It hurts..." Song Yuyan's aggrieved voice successfully pulled the woman in white back to look at the baby, "It hurts so much that I can't sleep."

The woman in white frowned slightly, and continued to coax the baby: "I must sleep, I have the final say on my territory."

Song Yuyan saw that her mind was on the child, so she lay down obediently, talking to her without saying a word.