Chapter 557

Xiaohua didn't speak. She looked tired and leaned against the imperial concubine's couch.

For a person who was killed by a stick in her previous life, nothing can stimulate her nerves more than listening to the dull noise and watching someone beaten to pieces.

But today she must go, she must go!

It is to show others an attitude, but also to tell yourself that you blindly hide behind your majesty and blindly give in. You can stop. You have many enemies in this palace. If you give in, it doesn't mean others will give in. This is life and death. Why whitewash peace.

Jingdi knew and acquiesced in Fushun's actions. Otherwise, how could Fushun, a eunuch manager, make so much trouble without taboo.

But Xiaohua's behavior really surprised him. After receiving the news, he put down the fold in his hand and rushed to the dawn palace.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw her thin and pale face, lying there tired.

When she felt someone sitting beside her, Xiaohua opened her eyes.

"Your Majesty -"

He touched her face and didn't say anything. Several children had been born in the same bed for several years. Of course, he knew what she was thinking.

He just felt distressed and felt that he was useless. He was so tight to guard against. After all, he was a little secret. He thought he had become the Lord of the world, so he could give her a stable life, a comfortable environment and a carefree smile, but he found that there were some things that even an emperor could not do.

"Give me some time. I won't let them go."

This is an imperial promise, so he used me.

Xiaohua nodded solemnly and said, "you have your way and I have my way. Don't stop?"

"They're not worth your trouble."

"But I want to vent my hatred..."

Xiaohua buried her face in Jingdi's arms, "if one day, I change and don't look like this me now, will jinglang still treat me as usual?"

"Of course, I will."

Because many things between two people have become unforgettable and deeply engraved in their bones.

Unless you peel off the skin, dismantle the bones, smash them, and destroy the memory... You don't care when you first meet, but you self-control your later thoughts, the first heart from desire, the tears she shed on his chest for the first time, the joy of her first pregnancy, the idea of hiding her, and even the bits and pieces after the birth of two children, Until what happened in East Yulin Lane... Erased all this

Otherwise, how can it change? You are you after all, not others.

Not appearance, not character, but there are many bits and pieces between us, with unrepeatable, common and beautiful memories.