Gongshang Confidante

Yueshidian

As soon as Xia Sha walked outside the bedroom, she heard the sound of the vase being smashed, crisp, broken, and smashed down hard, followed by a low cry, and Qing Xi's slightly annoyed reprimand, "Get out of here!" go out!".

When Qingxi seldom loses his temper, even if he gets angry, he just has a cold expression on his face and reprimands lightly. When did he lose such a big temper.The palace maids came out of the door one after another, with complex expressions on their faces. Xia Sha couldn't understand it. She was happy, confused, puzzled, apprehensive, and flattering.

After going out, the maids looked at each other with puzzled faces. Seeing Xia Sha approaching, they hurriedly surrounded her and asked her for help.It's strange to say that Xia Sha has punished the nobleman several times in public, and logically it doesn't please the nobleman, but when the nobleman is in a bad mood, Xia Sha can often coax the nobleman.

At this time, I can't control so much, the old mother pulled Xia Sha over and told, "Your nobleman's mood is gloomy, I think it's a moment of panic, but this is a happy event after all, Xia Sha, go in and persuade the nobleman",

Xia Sha looked at Nanny in confusion, glanced into the room, and said, "Why is your lord losing his temper?" Nanny clapped her palms, her wrinkled face was full of smiles, "Your lord is always a little sad these days. Spirit, I invited the imperial doctor to come to see it today. It turned out that there was a happy event. It was clearly a great happy event, but the nobleman lost his temper. You have to persuade him well, don't be angry and hurt your body and hurt the dragon species."

Xia Sha's head buzzed, and then she could only see Nanny's mouth constantly turning, but she couldn't hear anything. She clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, and pushed the door stiffly, unable to take a step for a long time. The old nanny pushed her from behind and staggered away.

Early winter is approaching, the windows are open, and the cool breeze is pouring in, blowing away the faint fragrance in the room, the broken blue and white porcelain scattered on the ground, the teacup on the table is upside down, the water is dripping along the edge of the table, the green stream is flowing Sitting in front of the window with long hair and thin clothes, his back is slender and desolate, motionless.

Xia Sha bit her lip, picked up the cloak casually, walked behind her and put it on, Qingxi turned her face, saw her figure from the corner of her eye, flinched, looked out of the window again, and remained silent.

"It's cold", Xia Sha raised her hand to close the window, "Don't close it", Qingxi grabbed her hand with some force, it was as cold as a piece of cold iron, Xia Sha was startled, and reached out to grab her hands, piercing her bones The coolness is like falling into an ice cellar.

"Xi...", Xia Sha was about to speak, her throat was blocked, and she choked up. She didn't dare to look at Qingxi's pale face and empty eyes, but she just lowered her head and unbuttoned her clothes, and opened her jacket Clothes and underwear, took Qingxi's hand, wrapped it around her warm waist, hugged her tightly, warming her.

When the cold lips fell on her lower abdomen, Xia Sha flinched, and then she felt hot tears wet her apron, and her lower abdomen began to hurt violently. Qingxi opened her mouth, bit her fiercely, and let out a low whimpering sound, There is also vague speech, it seems to be, I hate you.

Until the hot tears became cold, the hands wrapped around the waist gradually warmed up, the string of beads around Qingxi's wrists, under the temperature, exuded a faint fragrance, which became richer, Qingxi pushed away Xiasha, pale Her lips, stained with blood, were strangely bright red. With her back to Xia Sha, she lowered her head and took out the silk to wipe away her tears.

Xia Sha looked at her back in a daze, Qingxi had a dragon heir, she was no longer just a woman who served the emperor, and she would never have the chance to leave the palace in this life.

The picture that she had dreamed of countless times, after leaving the palace, to buy a house, find an embroidery room to be an embroidery mother, earn some money, and live with the little grasshopper, was completely shattered.

Xia Sha once thought that it was good to live and that there would be hope if she lived, but now seeing Qing Xi's pain, she hesitated.

"Get out", Qing Xi said, her voice was weak, as if the words had taken a lot of her strength, Xia Sha wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't say anything about the person who didn't dare to die with her, but only wanted to live by stealth, and brought her pain , how qualified to say any words.

After Emperor Jing Hong heard the news that Qingxi was pregnant, Longyan was overjoyed and rewarded countless jewels. He mentioned the concubine from the nobleman, and said that he would confer the title of concubine after the birth of a dragon heir. by great grace.

But Qingxi was always unhappy, depressed all day long, her figure gradually disappeared, thin as a piece of paper, she sat in the court for half a day, not allowing anyone to approach her.

As her belly grew, Qingxi's face became paler, her morning sickness was severe, she vomited after eating, her body was very thin, and her face was devoid of flesh. The emperor was anxious, and he called the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment. Appetizing medicine for tire repair, but it didn't improve.

Emperor Jing Hong had been coming to the Moon Room Hall frequently these days, so he went straight to the courtyard without passing the pass, waved his hand to let the startled court lady back down, and walked lightly towards Qingxi lying on the beauty's couch go.

Qingxi, who is pregnant, is not afraid of the cold, her clothes are thin, her abdomen is slightly protruding, her body is curled up, her hands are placed in front of her abdomen, and on her wrists, she wears the vajra beads awarded by Concubine Xue. The huge beads make her wrists so slender. Her face was pale, her brows were tightly frowned, obviously she was sleeping extremely restlessly, even the diamond beads that protect her body and ward off evil could not make her sleep peacefully.

"Child, don't hurt me, my child", Qingxi murmured like a raving, with her hands folded in front of her belly, curled up tighter, looking extremely disturbed and frightened.

A similar scene aroused the pain in Emperor Jing Hong's heart. He remembered that not long after Concubine Mei gave birth to Chao'er, she was so restless and terrified. , looking around.

Once, if the palace maid hadn't discovered it early, Chao'er, who was tightly hugged by Concubine Mei, would have been covered so red that she could hardly breathe. That was the time when Emperor Jing Hong decided to temporarily send Chao'er out of the palace. However, Concubine Mei has been depressed and in a trance all day long since then, and finally died of heart disease.

Emperor Jing Hong walked quietly to the beauty's couch. The autumn leaves were stained with frost, and the wind blew past, and they fell down. His eyes were full of depression. Qingxi, who was thin, was curled up on the couch, with hair and shoulders full of scars. The fallen leaves are so beautiful that people are shocked, as if they are like autumn leaves in the wind, they fall in an instant, and they can no longer be caught.

Emperor Jing Hong sat on the edge of the couch, stretched out his hand to caress her hair, and brushed off the fallen leaves. The hand covering her lower abdomen was cold. Qingxi's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up, sitting up hastily, showing Frowning tightly, he was about to get angry when he saw Emperor Jing Hong, who hurriedly stayed on the bed to salute.

"Excuse me, I'm weak and still outside, be careful to catch the cold", Emperor Jing Hong held her hand, took off his cloak, put it on for her, and looked at her carefully, his eyes were dark and hollow, with anxiety and panic, His complexion is pale, his hands are slender, and blue veins can be seen faintly. Only the bulging abdomen is slightly bloated, and the rest is surprisingly thin.

Emperor Jing Hong said with some distress, "I heard from the imperial doctor that you have severe morning sickness and can't eat anything. If you continue like this, your body can't bear it." Always frowning?" Emperor Jing Hong embraced her and coaxed softly, "Since you are pregnant with a dragon heir, it should be a happy event. If you give birth to Lin'er, I will not only seal you, but also reward your family. , I will love you and the child",

"The concubine's status is low, the concubine is afraid, some people do not allow the concubine to give birth to a child", Qingxi curled up in the emperor's arms, her body trembling slightly, as if it was a leaf about to fall from the branch, Emperor Jing Hong's face darkened, and he raised his hand Caressing her back, said, "I am the Son of Heaven, no one dares to do harm to my child, you just need to wait for the birth in peace." Qingxi nodded, forcing a smile on his face.

Emperor Jing Hong ordered the most trusted old doctor to give Qingxi an abortion. At the same time, he sent his nanny, Chen Nai, to accompany Qingxi to the Moon Room Hall to wait for the delivery. deterred.

But even so, Qingxi's mood became more and more depressed, she often cried inexplicably, fell into a state of collapse from time to time, threw things, reprimanded her, and even fell into a state of hysteria.

The growth of the child in her womb seemed to have absorbed all of Qingxi's energy, she became more and more wilted and thin, except for the protruding abdomen, other places were only skin and bones.

"Are your feet still numb?" Xia Sha knelt at her feet, gently rubbing her somewhat swollen feet, Qing Xi leaned against the couch, her eyes were empty and directionless, but she was always looking in Xia Sha's direction.

"My lord, please use the bird's nest soup." Madam Chen came in with a cup of bird's nest soup and presented it to Qing Xi, "No need, I don't have any appetite." One hour, it will be of great benefit to the body", Chen Nanny did not back down, and insisted on handing it to Qing Xi.

The emperor's nanny, who dares not give half face, Xia Sha took it over and said, "I'm sorry, Nanny", but seeing Nanny Chen standing still, Xia Sha had to take a spoonful, blow it, and send it to Qing On the lips of the river, he said, "Great man, just use a little."

Qingxi frowned, opened her lips reluctantly, and swallowed the blood swallow. Xia Sha wiped her lips with a silk handkerchief, and gave her another spoonful. Retire with satisfaction.

As soon as Nanny Chen left, Qingxi frowned, her face was ugly, Xia Sha hurriedly handed over the silver bowl, Qingxi vomited out, and her face turned pale again.

Xia Sha wiped the residue on her lips for her, tears fell, and she said in a stiff voice, "My lord, if you continue like this, you will die, don't have a baby, don't want a child",

Qingxi raised her hand and slapped her hard, panting hard, and said intermittently, "I don't think you want to die now!! How dare you say such a thing! The dragon species in my stomach is bigger than me, a humble palace maid. mother, much more honorable!",

Xia Sha hugged her, tears dripping down her neck, and said, "No, no, I can't lose you, little grasshopper", Qingxi's body trembled violently, pushed her away, looked her up and down, sneered Said, "What? Are you afraid that if I die, no one will protect you?",

"No", Xia Sha shook her head, and firmly held her hand, "We are alive, we are all alive, and only by living can we have hope." Qingxi looked at her, his eyes were a little blurred and infatuated, and smiled, "You are still afraid of death" , the smile suddenly became tragic and decisive, stretched out his hand to pinch Xia Sha's neck, and said with a smile, "If I had given you to death, and then committed suicide, I wouldn't have to suffer any more. How good, how good, it's better than living in an idyllic way."

Xia Sha was taken aback when she heard the words, and felt the fingers around her neck were gradually tightening, and she gradually couldn't breathe. The consciousness of survival made her subconsciously raise her hand, covering the back of Qingxi's icy hand, it was so cold that she pointed at it. Jian Jian trembled, didn't break it off, just covered her hand, and in an instant, Qingxi let go of her hand, with a sad expression, and murmured, "You are afraid after all, why should I...".

Why bother, why bother, what sorrow is there in life, why bother in death.