It had been a gloomy day just now, but now it finally started to rain heavily, as if it had been patient for a long time.
Baozhu walked quickly in the heavy rain regardless, whether it was the rain or tears that blurred his vision. His clothes were wet and wrapped around his body, but Baozhu was already so numb that he didn't know what it felt like.
After finally arriving at the Palace of Eternal Life, Baozhu's embarrassment startled Ma Dong at the door. He quickly took out the umbrella from his side and ran to Baozhu's side.
"Concubine Chen, what's wrong with you?" Ma Dong asked anxiously.
Baozhu looked at Ma Dong with empty eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope, grabbed Ma Dong's arm and asked: "Where is your Majesty? I want to see your Majesty."
Ma Dong's face was full of embarrassment, and he said with some hesitation: "Ms. Concubine Chen, Concubine Li is inside now. Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to disturb..."
Baozhu's heart sank a little more, and the hand holding her dropped weakly. Baozhu's heart was so painful that it almost burst. She wished that someone could wake her up and make this all a dream.
Bao Zhu gritted his teeth, lifted up his robe, and fell to his knees with a thud, making Ma Dong scream and get up.
Jiang Heng and Yue Nu from behind also rushed over, and Yue Nu also knelt down and hugged the orb. Under the wind and rain, Yue Nu's cries were not so obvious.
"Girl, you can't get wet in the rain now, get up quickly." Yue Nu said.
"Baozhu, get up quickly. You have a body now, so you have to take care of your child." Jiang Heng couldn't help but console him.
Baozhu seemed to be aloof from the incident, raising his head blankly and looking at the three characters of Changsheng Palace.
"Your Majesty!" Baozhu's plea broke through the rain curtain, and then he kowtowed heavily. "My father is definitely not a sycophant. Someone framed me, Your Majesty!"
The vermilion door of the Palace of Eternal Life has not been shaken at all, and even the music continues. Baozhu suddenly felt weak, and the nails of his hands dug deeply into the ground mixed with mud and water.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, please let my family live. My younger brother is less than nine years old!" Baozhu wailed, his body was drenched by rain and he couldn't stop trembling.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and Baozhu's body began to lose temperature. He shouted loudly, and even his throat was filled with the smell of blood.
Yue Nu and Jiang Heng couldn't help but persuade. Ma Dong went in once, but withdrew dejectedly.
Baozhu refused to give up and continued to plead. The blood on her forehead slid down her beautiful face, and the world in front of Baozhu was filled with red.
After an unknown amount of time, the body supported by Baozhu was already shaky. The door of the Eternal Life Palace opened, and Qi Junce, dressed in black clothes, and Concubine Li, who looked proud, slowly came out.
"Hey, Sister Chen Fei, what are you doing? Not only are you disturbing His Majesty's elegance, but you are also losing the dignity of the palace concubine." Concubine Li covered her mouth with a coquettish smile and said angrily.
Bao Zhu ignored Concubine Li's sarcasm, forced herself to hold on to her trembling body, and knelt forward to the steps in front of Qi Junce.
Baozhu grasped the corner of Qi Junce's robe as if it was the last straw, and begged bitterly: "Your Majesty, I beg you, please spare the lives of my family."
Baozhu raised his head and looked at Qi Junce with red eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably. Seeing that Qi Junce was unmoved, Baozhu panicked a little.
"Even..." Baozhu choked, "Even if it's exile, as long as you're alive, your Majesty!"
There was finally a hint of emotion in Qi Junce's eyes. He sighed helplessly and tried to help up the collapsed Baozhu, but Li Fei beside him directly took his outstretched arm.
"Your Majesty, I haven't finished dancing yet, let's go back and continue." Li Fei said coquettishly.
Qi Junce's face was gloomy, and Baozhu's tears rushed to overflow.
"Baozhu, this happened half a month ago. And the decree of Chuzhan was sent to Mi Gen Kingdom seven days ago." Qi Junce said coldly.
Baozhu's whole body froze, and the hand he was holding on slowly slipped down. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, a man who rose to the throne from a conspiracy at a young age, how could he not see the fishiness in it.
But he still killed his own family, and all one hundred and thirty-seven members of the Song family perished.
"You..." Qi Junce finally felt a little unbearable, looking at the orb that was almost broken, "It's better to show your condolences."
The orb stood on the spot like a wooden stake and laughed to itself. The smile turned into a distorted cry, which gradually turned into a wail.
Yue Nu held the orb in distress and sobbed softly. Jiang Heng wiped his tears and looked at the lost orb in a daze.
Li Fei, who originally looked at the orb with disgust, suddenly screamed, causing everyone to look at her in shock.
Concubine Li pointed at the orb with some trembling and said, "Your Majesty, blood! She lost a lot of blood."
Only then did everyone around him realize that a trail of blood was snaking out from behind the orb, which mixed with the rain and dyed the white jade beneath him red.
Qi Junce finally panicked at this moment and quickly ran down to hug the cold orb. Baozhu's vision went dark and he fainted.
In Baozhu's dream, the river that could not be crossed appeared in front of him again. Baozhu trembled and looked at the other side. On the other side were all his family members, looking at Baozhu with tears in their eyes.
Baozhu looked at her parents who were thinking about them day and night, and shouted "Abba, Mom."
The people on the other side seemed to hear the call of the orb, but they could not cross the river. He could only wave at Baozhu helplessly, turn around and leave.
Baozhu was anxious when he saw this. Regardless of his lack of water skills, he rushed directly into the river.
The fear of losing again occupied Baozhu's whole body. Baozhu screamed with all his strength, but his family members walked back without looking back.
This river is so big that no matter how hard Baozhu runs, he can never catch up with his family's departure.
Baozhu stopped a little exhausted, but when he looked down, the originally clear river water turned into rolling blood.
"Hoo-!" Baozhu suddenly woke up from his sleep, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Looking at the top of the bed, I felt dazed for a moment.
But as if he remembered something, he cautiously touched his belly.
Yue Nu opened the door and walked in with the medicine in hand. When she saw Baozhu waking up, her face was full of joy. "Mother, you are awake."
Baozhu looked at her red and swollen eyes, as if they were caused by her constant care and worry during his coma.
Baozhu's lips were dry and cracked, and she swallowed unconsciously. Under the empty quilt, the naughty beating could no longer be felt.
"Yue Nu..." Baozhu said hoarsely, "Is it a girl?"
Yue Nu originally wanted to hide Baozhu, for fear that she would be too sad. Seeing this, she couldn't help but cry: "She is a beautiful girl, just like you."
There was a bitter smile on Baozhu's lips, and she said a little bit like a madman: "It's okay if she doesn't come to this world, how dirty it is."
Seeing this, Yue Nu quickly comforted her: "Good girl, you will have children in the future."
Baozhu crossed his arms and curled up with his back to Yue Slave. "You go out, I want to be alone." Baozhu said.
Yue Nu was silent for a long time, put down the medicine, closed the door and walked out.
Baozhu covered herself in the quilt and cried loudly. But I don’t know if I’m crying about my own misfortune, my child who died young, or the tragic death of my family.
Too many things came over her like a mountain, causing severe pain in Baozhu's bones and making her breathless.
Baozhu's hatred took root and sprouted crazily from then on. She hated Gu Linqing, hated the prince she once admired, and even hated Qi Junce.
These things tortured her for a long time at night, and the pain made her unable to sleep.
Fast forward three months, Baozhu has lost weight. During this period, Gu Linqing took another look at the orb with a large group of people, and then left like a gust of wind.
Concubine Cheng and Jiang Huaian also looked at Baozhu, but Baozhu remained silent.
Jiang Heng often came to visit Baozhu during the night, but Baozhu was still immersed in pain and remained silent.
Jiang Heng put his hand on Baozhu's arm, and this time Baozhu finally saw clearly that there were two small words engraved on the side of the ring: Heng and Yu.
I don't know if it's because of guilt or because I don't dare to look directly into Baozhu's stagnant eyes. Qi Junce has never been here once, and the Weiyang Palace is now no different from the Leng Palace.
In fact, it's not like he hasn't been here before. Baozhu has been half asleep these days. Late at night, she heard Qi Junce's footsteps and slowly sat beside her bed.
He heard Qi Junce sigh and felt Qi Junce cover him with the quilt.
But Bao Zhu had to suppress the desire to kill him and turned over with her back to him, pretending to be asleep.
Qi Junce didn't know why, but he did it for a long time before leaving. This happened quietly, as if no one knew about it except Ah Zi who was on duty at night.
Summer was approaching again, and Baozhu looked at the vase lotus in the courtyard that was about to bloom. The buds were full and growing vigorously.
Baozhu stood in the sun, but the sun couldn't warm his empty body. Haitang hurried over and shaded Baozhu from the sun.
"Haitang," Bao Zhu asked coldly, "I remember that your brother is considered a minor official in Dali Temple. When you are old enough and you are released from the palace, you can match with a good family."
Haitang rolled his eyes and remembered what he had said to Baozhu before. Replying to Baozhu's words, he said: "Yes, Madam, what do you need me to help you with?"
Baozhu turned to Haitang, took out a piece of fine jade from his arms and said, "I need your brother to help me do something, check out a person."
Haitang took the jade, and she and Baozhu both knew that money can make things go round. "Who does the empress need to check?" Haitang asked.
Baozhu came close to Haitang's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Concubine Shu, Jiang Heng."
At the beginning of summer, the heat in Youzhou has already given everyone a scorching test. Qi Junce specially sent Ma Dong to Weiyang Palace with the intention of letting Baozhu go to Qianshan Garden with him.
Baozhu accepted the order dully, Qianshan Garden was Qi Junce's favorite palace, and he went there every year to escape the summer heat.
And if it hadn't been for the fire in Qianshan Garden that year, Qi Junce would not have gone to Fulin Palace where Baozhu was, which would lead to all kinds of things in the future.
The dinner was still full of rich dishes. If Baozhu had taken two bites, he would have stopped using his chopsticks. No matter how much Yue Slave tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to take another bite.
But today Baozhu was eating white rice with big mouthfuls, which surprised Yue Nu who was serving vegetables.
Baozhu raised his face, which was so thin that it was sunken, and said with a guilty smile: "You have worked hard to take care of me these past few months."
Yue Nu's eyes turned red instantly. Seeing that Baozhu finally showed signs of recovery, she couldn't be happier.
"We still have to live well, even for the sake of the people who have passed away." Baozhu murmured.
