"Your brain is like it was eaten by a zombie. It's empty."

"If you can look at Pei Changying's various behaviors towards you rationally, you will know whether Pei Changying is worthy of your love."

"It's a pity that you are a love-brained person."

The corners of Gu Qingrou's mouth twitched. For the first time, she did not refute Gu Sang and was able to speak to her calmly.

In the past, she wanted to strangle Gu Sang to death whenever she saw him, but now, how come they can sit down and talk together?

And the love brain that Gu Sang mentioned.

That's not a nice word.

But she couldn't help loving Pei Changying. Her circle was very small, her world was very small, so small that she had only come into contact with this man in her entire life, and let this man occupy her everything.

Gu Qingrou said to herself: "Maybe you are right. Women like us who live in seclusion have met too few men."

“That’s why I was deceived.”

"But so what..."

"Yeah, so what, this is fate."

After a pause, Gu Qingrou's eyes flickered, and she stared straight at Gu Sang: "Do you know how my child died?"

In Gu Qingrou's reflected pupils, he saw Gu Sang nodded without any hesitation.

Of course I know.

I just didn't care before.

Nowadays, I care even less.

After all, there was no such thing as vying for favor in Gu Sang's life: "I know, these kind of frame-up dramas in modern TV series are enough to make me sick."

"I guessed this kind of frame-up from the few words Pei Changying called me a vicious woman."

Gu Qingrou took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "Then you must not know that I was actually pregnant with a daughter, but I replaced her with the body of a recently deceased boy."

Her daughter did die, but not that day.

She had a miscarriage half a month ago, but she asked the imperial physician to keep it a secret until she found a little boy who had just died from outside, and then she planned the frame-up.

That was Pei Changying's first prince, and also the first prince after he ascended the throne.

Looking at the little baby boy in her arms, Pei Changying was filled with grief and anger, and decided to make her the queen.

"Gu Sang, am I cruel? I don't even care about my own daughter."

"Actually, the imperial physician said that as long as I take good care of the baby, I can keep the daughter."

"But I chose to abandon her because she was not a prince. Although I did not kill her with my own hands, I did not drink the medicine, which is why she..."

Gu Qingrou couldn't continue speaking. Feelings of regret surged up again, and she covered her face and cried out loudly.

She didn't know she was crying because she got everything.

I still cried in the end but it seemed like I got nothing.

Her daughter.

Such a lovely daughter!

Died because of his own competition for favor.

Is this correct?

Gu Sang looked at the painful Gu Qingrou, his voice calm and indifferent, like an outsider: "Things have already happened. Where did you go when you cried and asked for the throne?"

"Not to mention that this world is so heavily biased towards boys."

"Being a princess doesn't guarantee happiness. You can't leave the palace forever."

"When you leave the palace, it's time to get married."

"If the princess is favored, she will stay in the capital to find a husband. If she is not favored, she will marry a foreign prince."

"Instead of living in the pain of the past, you should pray for your daughter and do more good deeds in the present."

"For example, we should change the idea of favoring sons over daughters, so that daughters born in the future will no longer be thrown away or thrown to death simply because they are daughters."

After all, Gu Qingrou was just a poor woman in the deep palace. Gu Sang might have disliked Gu Qingrou, but he did not hate her.

More than that, her feelings towards Gu Qingrou were just very ordinary, like those of a stranger.

“Phew—”

Gu Sang didn't have anything extra to say to her, so he closed the connection.

I don’t know if Gu Qingrou can listen to this suggestion.

What happened to my daughter?

If she is taught well and educated from a young age, she will be no worse than a boy.

When the ancient people saw the heartwarming picture of the little girl from later generations on the sky curtain on the street, many women burst into tears in the street and cried their hearts out.

But when the woman returned home, she was met with accusations from her parents-in-law and the cold stare of her husband.

"Hey, you sonless bastard, you must have bought your vegetables at the border. If you don't come back, I'm going to report you as a missing person to the authorities."

"If you have that much free time, you might as well think about how to continue the family line for my son."

The woman raised her head suddenly and saw her father-in-law sitting in the main seat, looking leisurely.

The mother-in-law sat at the lower left, looking at her with a squint and her mouth slightly tilted to one side.

In the past, women always tolerated things because they gave birth to two girls. For the sake of their children, they would endure some grievances.

But today, the woman doesn't want to endure it anymore.

Tolerate!

How long will she endure?

Her first child was a girl. When she was still in confinement, her mother-in-law took her daughter out shopping. When she came back, she said that the child was lost.

At that time she cried and made a fuss, but after making a fuss for so long, she still couldn't find the child.

She had no choice but to give up.

Until she gave birth to her second child and found out it was also a girl, she almost never left her daughter's side. Even when she went to the toilet, she would carry her daughter in a sling, which gave them no chance to take advantage of her.

The fact that her eldest daughter was abandoned had long been buried deep in her heart.

But today, when she saw the little girl, she couldn't help but think of her eldest daughter who had a miserable life.

"My mother-in-law really likes to joke. I'm not a baby. How could I disappear just by going out to buy vegetables?" The woman took a deep breath and finished speaking.

Regardless of the ugly expressions of her parents-in-law, she looked around and shouted loudly:

"Niuniu, Niuniu."

"Where's Niuniu?"

The mother-in-law heard the sarcastic words of her daughter-in-law.

He was so angry that he was shaking and shouting, "What do you mean by that? Oh, you are still thinking about that incident."

"Oh, I'd rather die than live. I was kind enough to help you take care of the child, and the child was accidentally lost. You made a fuss back then, wasn't that enough?"

"It's been a few years, and you're still blaming me. I might as well just die and consider it as paying for your daughter's life."

Is it really unintentional?

Everyone in the family knows it!

That was intentional!

The husband walked over and took his mother in hand, comforting her to sit down. He then turned to the woman and said sternly, "Do you still want to live like this? Didn't we make everything clear?"

"Mom has already said that she didn't mean it. What else do you want? If you don't want to live like this, then just say it earlier."

The woman's tears came out in an instant.

She lowered her head and wiped away her tears, watching Niu Niu running over and hugging her thighs. The woman gently stroked the child's head with her hand, and determination slowly appeared in her eyes.

She suddenly remembered the live broadcast of the next two days.

That gentle and doting man.

That grandma who knows her limits.

The family she envied.

The goddess said!

That is the marriage you can truly enter into!

What about myself now?

The woman suddenly laughed bitterly, closed her eyes and said, "Okay, then I won't celebrate it."