One misstep can lead to eternal regret, and when you look back you’ve already lived a hundred years.
Everything that happened today made the Queen feel that it would be better for her to die and put an end to it all.
"Yu'er." He was used to being served by others in the past, and his fingers became much rougher when he suddenly did the rough work himself.
Jiang Shuhui stroked her son's eyebrows. Although he looked like his father, she could also see her own shadow on his face.
Drops of tears fell on her body, staining her linen dress like large patches of flowers.
The rough fingers scratched the delicate skin and caused some pain to the little fat boy.
But he did not stop it, even though on normal days no one could touch his face except those close to him.
"Can you call me mother?" The queen touched his face and stroked his soft eyebrows.
I'm sorry, my son.
It's my mother who is sorry for you. I was so stupid that I hurt you.
The little fat boy had been patting her back, and his hands were a little sore. He secretly put his fat hands behind his back, lowered his head after hearing what the queen said, and whispered: "Yu'er can't call you mother. I only have one mother. My father gave birth to Yu'er with great difficulty and pain. You can't call someone else mother."
These are the words he once said to the queen.
He said he was willing to do anything for his mother Yu'er because giving birth to Yu'er was too painful.
In the past, the queen thought it was natural, but after she became a bystander, she understood the true feelings contained in it.
This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time. (The poem is used to describe the feeling, but the sentence itself has nothing to do with romance.)
The Queen's hands drooped dejectedly, and she forced a bleak smile: "Yu'er is a good child. Your mother is so lucky to have you."
That was what she once had, but she destroyed it with her own hands.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, as her heart is filled with the blue sea and sky every night.
"Do you have children too?" Seeing that she stopped crying, the little fat boy breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject.
The queen saw him and was extremely sad: "I have it."
"Where is he?" The little fat boy looked around, wanting to find the other person.
The queen's hair was disheveled, tears once again flowed from her red eyes, and she looked extremely miserable.
She looked at her bright and lovely child and said, "I lost it with my own hands."
Unspeakable pain spread from her heart to her limbs.
For some reason, the little fat boy felt wronged.
He wanted to ask the queen, why did you abandon your child?
Tears welled up in his clear and innocent eyes. The little fat boy asked sadly, "Is it because he treats you badly?"
At this moment, when he didn't know his biological mother, he still asked whether the child was not good to his mother.
Smart fat baby, poor fat baby, most of the time no one wants you to be sensible.
I just want you to cry and make a fuss.
The queen could no longer hold back her tears, which kept falling from the corners of her eyes.
She gently hugged her child with trembling hands and said, "No, no, he loves me very much, it's me who doesn't love him."
The little fat boy tilted his head slightly, wiped his tears with his hands in embarrassment, and said sullenly: "Then find him back, he will forgive you."
The queen stared blankly at her child with empty eyes. After a long while, she murmured, "I can't find it back. I can't find it back."
The little fat boy felt very sad when he saw her like this and wanted to go find his father.
He kicked the stone under his feet, held back his tears, and went to help the queen up.
"My dear, I'm going to look for my mother. I'll come to play with you next time." The little fat boy lowered his eyes and grabbed the hem of his clothes with his fat hands.
Jiang Shuhui was disheartened: "Okay."
The fat baby walked out slowly, turned around after two steps, and saw that the thin woman was looking at him.
As if waiting for a turn.
The little fat boy closed his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, his hands were scrabbling everywhere, and he ran out with messy steps: "Wow, woo, woo, woo, father, father, I'm so sad, so sad."
He was so sad and didn't know why.
So much so that I can't even explain it clearly.
As soon as the emperor said he was leaving, he hurried back to the ground and pretended to have just come out to look for him.
Looking at his son who was like a little crab, baring his teeth and claws, the emperor was about to make fun of him when he saw deep traces of tears on his face.
The cold emperor said nothing, but silently held him in his arms and sang an unknown tune.
Lulling his child to sleep.
His child didn't need any words of comfort at this moment, he just wanted to have a good sleep.
Like a high and mighty immortal who has been banished to the human world, Emperor Mingxi doesn't care who looks at him or what others think.
Just humming a tune, just like in the dead of night.
The fat baby wants to be patted on the back and sing when he is acting coquettish.
All the palace servants lowered their heads and looked submissive, as if their five senses had lost all perception.
Silence and tranquility.
The emperor reached out and took the wet, warm handkerchief from Wu Zhonghe's hand and wiped the little fat boy's face.
Then she took out jasper ointment worth a thousand pieces of gold and anointed him with it.
He used this rare and precious medicine without blinking an eye.
Seeing that his breathing was even, the emperor handed the child to Wu Zhonghe.
When he handed it to him, the little fat boy was still holding on to his clothes tightly. The emperor said softly, "Daddy will be back soon."
After repeating this twice, the fat baby finally let go.
Wu Daban felt very stressed holding such a chubby baby, but fortunately the emperor knew that his big fat son was a solid little ball.
The stools had already been prepared.
It had been a long time since Wu Zhonghe had held the little prince in his arms. He missed him so much that he did nothing but stare at his sleeping face.
The emperor walked very slowly, because he knew that the queen was going to commit suicide.
If it were His Majesty, he would wish the Queen would die peacefully.
But she absolutely could not commit suicide immediately after the child saw her.
If rumors spread in the future, how will his children live in peace?
Emperor Mingxi was not at all surprised to see the empress restrained by Wuwei (the female Earthly Branch secret guard).
His eyes lingered on the hanging white silk for a while, then he lowered his gaze, unlike the cold peaks of the snowy mountains in the past.
Instead, there was a hint of mockery in his voice, full of sharpness: "It's hard for you to find Bai Ling."
The queen had a dead look in her eyes as she stared out the window without saying a word.
The emperor didn't care, his eyes looked at the palace with deep sorrow: "As stupid as ever, you hurt him before, and now you want to hurt him again when you are about to die."
After hearing this, the queen rolled her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't have it."
The emperor sneered, his eyes like sharp swords: "Since he left, you have sought death. Isn't that harming him?"
The queen fell silent again.
The emperor was too lazy to care about her and waved his hand: "Live well and be a stranger."
Just watch how the person who once loved you deeply pours this love into others.
You will regret it for the rest of your life.
The emperor paused, a cold expression on his face. "I won't stop him from looking for you, but if you speak nonsense in front of him, I will not forgive you."
Compared to His Majesty, she is indeed stupid.
The queen thought so and thought of her innocent and lovely child.
She wanted to watch her children grow up.
Use the rest of your life to atone for your sins.
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