Chapter 27 Chapter 27: The Love Story of Chenghua Years (27)

When she touched the jade ornament, he would also stare blankly at the jade ornament.Although Concubine Wan Gui is old, she is still well maintained. He saw her snow-white and somewhat transparent fingers caressing the light green jade, and the faint light of the jade seemed to penetrate into her hands.He thought these hands were so beautiful, like his mother's hands. Thinking of his mother, a deep-rooted hatred would slowly grow in his heart, however, the older he got, the more he would hide this hatred.Now, he is eighteen years old. Everyone thinks that he has regarded Concubine Wan Gui as his new mother. Only he himself still remembers that his mother died when he was six years old.

He was thinking blankly like this, but he didn't notice that Concubine Wan Gui suddenly asked him: "What are you thinking?" He replied casually: "I miss my mother." As soon as he said this, he suddenly came to his senses, and cold sweat immediately broke out from the bottom of his heart. He looked up at her carefully, but she didn't seem to care. However, after a while, she said, "Do you remember the first time you saw me when you were seven years old?" He nodded reluctantly. She smiled, "It's not easy for a seven-year-old child to be as smart as you!"

He hung his head, not daring to answer. He clearly remembered that when he met Concubine Wan Gui for the first time, she asked him to eat, and he said that he had already eaten. Later, she asked someone to pour tea for him, and he replied, "No, I'm afraid." poisonous." When he answered like this, there was a slight chill in Concubine Wan Gui's eyes, but it was only for a while and then passed away immediately. He couldn't help but asked suddenly, "Is there any poison in the food you gave me that day?" Concubine Wan Gui looked at him silently, he raised his head bravely, and met Concubine Wan Gui's eyes, Concubine Wan Gui said: "You are old, and you are as courageous as your father." He felt that there was something in her tone. A strange sense of relief.

She sighed again, "I'm old and may die soon, so you don't have to be afraid of me now." He gritted his teeth and replied, "The empress will definitely live longer than Nanshan." She smiled slightly, and said calmly: "But many people really hope that I will die soon!" He remained silent, and after a while, he couldn't help asking again: "Is it poisonous?" She smiled, and he thought her smile looked very charming. She said, "What does that matter? Does it matter if it is poisonous or not?" He pondered for a while, and replied, "Yes, it doesn't matter."

Then he took his leave and left, Wan Zhen'er looked at his tall and healthy back, this child looked very much like Jian Shen when he was young, but Jian Shen was a little more silent than him at his age. Jian Shen has never been happy. Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed.At this age, many things seem to be taken lightly, but this is not the case. The sky is full of sunset again, she knows that her time is not long, but Jianshen is only forty years old, for a man, this age should be regarded as a beautiful day.