"Wake up! Wake up quickly! What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly!......"

A violent shaking woke her up from her sleep. She rubbed her eyes, but the sweat on her forehead was thick and dripping down like a broken thread.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

When she opened her eyes, a familiar face came into view. As soon as she saw that it was Chunxiang, she was filled with anger. When she was about to get angry with her, she frowned again.

"Your Majesty, this slave has not taken good care of you! You are allowed to sleep here! This slave deserves to die! When I see you, I laugh and cry sometimes. Are you having a nightmare?"

She originally didn't want to pay attention to Chunxiang, but when she saw herself leaning on the edge of the bed with a large mark on her face, she felt sad in her heart and turned her head to the side, tears gradually blurring her eyes.

.

"That's right! It's just a dream. It's a pity that even if I have a nightmare, I will always have to rely on myself in my dreams. No one else will show up to help!"

Chunxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, scratched her head, perhaps slightly understanding the implication of her words.

"But if you fall asleep here, it will be your fault. You do not take care of yourself. This really makes my slave feel very worried for you!"

Concubine Jiang smiled coldly: "Worry?! What's the use of worrying about me! I have developed an iron-walled body and a mind that is invulnerable to all poisons. Your worries are better than nothing, so don't add too much trouble to yourself.

So much sense of mission!”

"oh………………"

Chunxiang nodded thoughtfully. Concubine Jiang's words seemed quite reasonable. Although she felt something was wrong, she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Then slave girl, please go and ask the imperial doctor to prepare you some food that can soothe your nerves and help you sleep. You look a little uncomfortable!"

Chunxiang said, holding her hands and bending her legs, but her eyes quickly glanced at Concubine Jiang's face.

"Your Majesty! You actually think too much and make many simple things too complicated. Thinking too much is actually very sad for a woman! I am secretly anxious for you.

ah!"

Chunxiang couldn't help but sigh as she spoke, which gave Concubine Jiang some comfort in her heart.

"Haha...Does it mean that things that you don't want to do will cease to exist? If so, can you just let everything take care of itself if you don't want to?"

"Hey... Since that's the case, then please forgive me for your ignorance!"

Chunxiang said, then she held her hands and bent her legs, turned around and left.

"Haha... It's true that a young man doesn't know what it's like to be sad!"

She walked a few steps with her hands behind her back, and said slowly between her lips and teeth: "No one can understand my heart deeply, except those who have experienced those tragic years with me..."

"I wonder where in the world my child is? I wonder what arrangements Boli made for her in the first place? Now I have tried my best but there is no proof, hey..."

Then she really stepped out of the door, and at the same time her heart felt as if she had crawled out of an ice cellar and fallen in again.

With tears in her eyes, she recalled what he once said to her:

"Empress Jieyu... you have to think carefully..."

The general wrapped the child in a thick quilt and was about to turn around and leave.

"My dear, do you have a token left? It can be used as a proof of recognition in the future!"

At that time, she was still a little Jieyu. She looked helplessly at the sleeping child and was helpless and sad. She was alone and could not think of a better solution.

Jiang Jieyu was stunned and quickly took off a gold lock from her neck.

"Let's do this!"

"Okay! Your Majesty, take care of yourself......"

As the general said that, he turned around and stepped into the dark night outside. The force of the heavy rain became more and more powerful.

"My child, I'm sorry! It's my fault that your mother is useless and your existence has no weight. It's a pity that you were born a girl, which made your mother even more desperate. She did this just to prevent you from being in a world of right and wrong that is better than nothing.

In the ground, I hope you survive the disaster..."

On that night of heavy rain, Jiang Jieyu leaned on the edge of the bed and wet half of the pillow with tears. Her consciousness became more and more trance-like, and her vision became increasingly blurry...

Later, when Emperor Ji learned that she was not dead, he went to Yifeng Palace happily.

However, after Emperor Ji heard that the child had mysteriously disappeared while she was unconscious on the night of childbirth, she immediately became furious and filed a lawsuit.

"Even if we have to dig deep into the ground, turn over rivers and seas, and pursue him to the ends of the earth, we must find the child!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Jieyu suddenly looked up to the sky and sneered, but countless knives secretly surged in her heart. If the resentment in her heart could kill someone, Ji Rongling, the wolf-hearted person beside her, would have died tens of millions of times!

However, she still kept saying the same words that made her heart ache.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be sad. My son will surely be blessed and prosperous by relying on your dragon power..."

Back then, Jiang Jieyu always said the same words to Emperor Ji over and over again.

However, after a while, it started to rain outside the eaves.

"This rain is so cold, as cold as the ruthless torrential rain that night..."

She looked up and saw the sky as black as ink, and the resentment in her bones was like a ghost crawling out of the abyss.

"Hehehehe..."

"To this day, if I could turn back time, I would rather take my children and remain anonymous..."

The cool breeze blew slowly in the cold night, looking stiff and indifferent. She tried to suppress the tears that were about to overflow her eyes, but she still couldn't.

"My child! I heard that some people's ears will feel hot and their noses will sneeze when they chant. I wonder if you feel the concern for your mother at this moment?"

Concubine Jiang leaned against the railing of the palace corridor, the loneliness in her eyes becoming more intense.

"My child! Have you ever felt your mother's concern?"

"It turns out that Xia Ruyan has deliberately dealt with me a long time ago. I really don't understand how she did it with so many faces that are constantly changing in front of her and behind her."

"It can be seen that the masking technique itself is not scary, it is just the human heart that is scary!"

"I hope I can persevere! Amitabha..."

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

“Father is coming?!!!…………”

She smiled coldly: "Your father thinks you are corrupting the family tradition, so he told me a long time ago that he doesn't want to see you!"

After hearing this, she thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh! In that case, what else can you say? Let them all come up! Otherwise, try to see who in this house dares to touch me.

!”

Her calm expression gave Concubine Liu a slight chill in her heart, and she secretly wondered: Could it be that this girl really has something in her hands? Otherwise, how could she have so boldly contradicted me?

“Ah…………No!”

She held her head and felt that her scalp was numbing, and the fear in her heart continued to make her uncomfortable.

"Let's go! Go quickly!"

At this time, a firm and powerful voice sounded in her ears, and then she felt that after being pulled up by someone, she instantly felt a soaring feeling as she climbed over the dilapidated and thick courtyard wall...

"You...who are you?"

She couldn't help but look up at the person in front of her, but found that his face was covered, so she trembled her lips and teeth and asked in confusion.

"Who do you think I am? Who I am is not important, who you are is the most important thing!"

"ah………………"

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Chapter completed!