Yue Qiang carried the small tray and carefully walked into the inner room.
Because her hands were shaking slightly, a few drops of the medicine in the bowl spilled out.
As soon as he approached the bed and before he could speak, Jingxuan picked up the medicine bowl with a sullen face.
"Hot!"
Yue Qiang subconsciously exclaimed, forgetting the rules and yelling in front of her master.
Jingxuan, however, seemed to be holding the bowl without any feeling.
He looked at the expressionless Meili lying on the bed and ordered in a low voice: "Drink the medicine."
Yue Qiang was anxious, the weather was cold, and the freshly brewed medicine was brought to her.
In panic, she almost snatched the medicine bowl from Jingxuan's hand, and quickly threw it on the small table beside the bed, spilling half of the medicine.
Just such a brief touch already made her fingers burn, and the few drops splashed on the back of her hand were like unextinguished ashes.
She was a little afraid that the prince would be angry with her, but he just looked at Xi Fujin and said nothing.
"Go and bring the child."
He ordered in a low voice without taking his eyes off Meili.
Yue Qiang was stunned for a moment, nodded repeatedly, and ran out in a panic.
Something has been wrong since Xi Fujin came back from visiting the funeral.
The prince even came to see him as an imperial doctor and said that Xi Fujin was suffering from anger and that the situation was not good.
The expression on the prince's face when he asked to bring the child made her feel inexplicably scared, so she quickly told Sister Yue Mo about the matter to get some advice.
Yue Mo was also helpless and asked Yue Qiang to call all the nuns.
If anything happened, there were too many people, so he ran to Kangshou Palace to find Aunt Yu'an.
Five or six people arrived, but Jingxuan turned a deaf ear.
He just stretched out his hand coldly and ordered: "Give me the child."
Meili showed no reaction and let him go.
The child was also his, and she suddenly thought evilly that if he killed the child in front of her, she would tell him the truth.
She closed her eyes and refused to look at the child, not daring to look at it.
She was afraid that even one look would make her lose the courage to die.
The child had just been fed and was sleeping soundly.
Jingxuan held him in his arms, his heart feeling like it was boiling in oil.
"Meili" He was so patient that his voice trembled, "Look at him, look at your child."
He owed Yonghe, and he owed her even more.
He never thought how he could end up in such a sad and ridiculous situation.
Looking at her lifeless eyes, he finally admitted his mistake.
He should have let her go and let her and Yonghe go.
Seeing her tenderness and smile because of Yonghe, he felt jealous and resentful, but it was better than this.
Now he hurts, and she hurts even more.
His fingers were swollen with blisters, and the sharp pain made him realize that Meili had now become a piece of hot coal that he couldn't hold.
Even if he held on tightly, her skin would be burnt and her flesh would rot.
There is no way to connect flesh and blood with him.
She could only turn into cold ashes in his hands and slowly dissipate.
The only one who could hold her and warm her was the sweetly sleeping baby in his arms.
"Meili, I have already chosen a name for him.
According to the ranking, he should be called Yunche."
Her eyes still did not open, and her nose suddenly became sore.
He gritted his teeth, "You are a motherless person, you Do you want Yun Ke to be like you?"
Tears suddenly slipped from the corners of Meili's eyes.
It was so painful for a motherless person.
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He was so embarrassed that he hurriedly threw the child next to her and stood up in panic.
"Go away, everyone," he shouted to the people.
The mothers retreated one after another.
He pursed his lips, unable to look back at the mother and child. , he was too tired, and he also needed to soothe his pain.
Not surprisingly, she was still so indifferent when he left.
Retribution, he deeply felt God's punishment for him.
When he maliciously hurt her countless times, abandoned her, let her cry out in all kinds of ways without looking back, and even felt sad and secretly happy for her loss, he never thought that such a day would come to him.
The few small, leafless trees in the snow-covered yard looked particularly withered and desolate.
He suddenly wanted to laugh, so he laughed.
It was really funny.
Yun Ke moved uneasily in the quilt and started to cry.
Meili closed her eyes tightly and even turned her back to him, refusing to smell the delicious milky fragrance coming from him.
She is really exhausted mentally and physically.
Because no one was paying attention, Yun Ke cried louder and kicked his legs randomly as if he was angry, but he was so weak that he couldn't even kick the quilt away.
His kitten-like cries were like sharp knives cutting into her heart.
If she gives up, he will be a child without a mother and have a father, which is the same as having no father.
Yun Ke cried so hard that he was breathless.
After a high-pitched high-pitched sound, he suddenly became silent, as if he was choked.
When she turned over and picked him up in fear, she also cried loudly.
She couldn't let go, she couldn't even die.
She patted him, and tears fell on the child's little face.
Why didn't he come later?
Why is he less than a month old?
Why can't he help her?
Just as she longed for someone to share her hardships, she desperately understood that in the future, only she could help Yun Ke share his hardships.
Bastard, his path is not a smooth one.
How can she let go, how can she abandon it?
The mother and son just hugged each other and cried.
Yun Ke returned to her mother's arms, cried for a while and then stopped contentedly.
She fell asleep again relying on her mother's warmth, leaving her alone to cry.
"Miri."
The ancestors didn’t know when they came in or how long they had been here.
When she came over, all the servants were dismissed, and in the room there were only an old woman with a serious face, a young woman crying in despair, and a baby who didn't understand despair yet.
Xiaozhuang did not sit down, but quietly looked at Meili, who had disheveled hair and tears on her face.
She sighed, shook her head and smiled bitterly.
"You haven't changed, you're still a stubborn girl."
Meili sobbed silently, holding Yun Ke stiffly, staring blankly at her ancestors who blamed her but also pitied her.
"I have always hoped that you could understand on your own.
Unfortunately, you have never been a transparent child when it comes to dealing with people."
The ancestor shook his head again.
"After so much, you are still so willful and do not know how to plan your life.
You still hit the south wall according to your own temperament.
You have done a good job for Yonghe, why can't it be done by Jingxuan?"
Xiaozhuang is not afraid She is sad, and she will never be able to think about it until she tells it.
Come on, "No matter which man becomes your husband, he will be the same.
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No one can make you live a carefree and comfortable life.
Do you think Jingxuan didn't do it?
If you marry Yonghe, can he do it?"
Life is full of changes, haven’t you already experienced enough?”
Meili was trembling all over, and every word she spoke left her with questions in her heart.
"What's more, you are not only a wife now, you are also a mother."
Xiaozhuang raised his voice, and the tone of his tone became more reproachful.
"The only one who can protect the child is you.
No matter what you think of Jingxuan, he is the father of the child.
The emperor will soon crown him Prince Qing.
The future of this child is entirely in his hands.
Whatever he can give to this child, you can give it to him."
I don’t know what you are doing now.
Your willfulness will harm your child."
Meili's heart shook violently.
Yes, I always thought that she had realized the reality of the world, how could she not think about this at all?
The ancestor was right, she was still the same silly girl who stayed still.
"Mother" Xiaozhuang smiled coldly.
It was the first time Meili saw her with such an indifferent and sarcastic expression, "I am also a mother, do you know what I have done for my son?"
This was not a question, she did not need Meili.
The answer is, yes, who doesn’t know about the Qing Dynasty.
"Ancestor" Meili's head was confused.
"Meili, you are still young.
Jingxuan's heart is still with you.
Your situation is not bad."
Xiaozhuang looked at her deeply and said, "Think about it for yourself." think
She was alone in the room again, and she needed to think about it.
She only thought about the dilemma before, but never thought about how to deal with it or how to deal with it for Yun Ke.
He is already a bastard.
If he does not get Jingxuan's support and love in the future, his situation will be more miserable than hers.
She still has an ancestor who can say this to her.
As for him: