Chapter 8 Chapter Eight The Emperor's Son
It was not yet three o'clock when Rong Qingfeng woke up from her sleep with an "ah" sound; Wei Zhongxian's snoring sound was rising and falling in a regular rhythm, and the fragrance of flowers that she was familiar with hung in the air as usual. Opening her eyes, she saw that the brocade tent was dim, without light, but it was familiar to her—everything was familiar to her, but she felt that her heart was empty. , was completely hollowed out in the dream, and after waking up, it was even more uncomfortable than being in a completely strange wasteland.
Her heart kept twitching, her body kept trembling...
After a while, she reached out to push Wei Zhongxian awake, and said vaguely: "Talk to me—I don't want to wake up alone——"
Wei Zhongxian was rubbing his eyes, trying to pull himself together; he was quick-witted by nature, although he had many things to do during the day and was so tired that he slept soundly at night, he could still guess a few things when he was woken up; so he stretched out his hand to pat Rong Qingfeng comforted her and said, "Did you have a nightmare? It doesn't matter, the dreams are all fake, don't take it to heart!"
Rong Qingfeng simply buried her face in his armpit, and said tremblingly: "Someone took my son away and pushed me off the cliff - I just kept falling -"
Wei Zhongxian smiled: "Isn't it just the other way around? You are in the sky now, you are the "Mrs. Fengsheng" high above! Not to mention your son, what do you want to seal? Give him a "Marquis" tomorrow!" "
Rong Qingfeng shook his head and said: "That son, how can he be considered mine? I entered the palace only a few days after I went to the ground, and I will see you again in more than ten years. I don't kiss at all, like a strange passer-by; he can't call out. I didn't think about it or worry about it when I said "mother"—"
As she spoke, she began to sob: "It was all because I gave birth to him. I had good milk, so I was dragged into the palace. I lived a life without heaven and earth, squatting in hell for more than ten years—"
Wei Zhongxian comforted her in a low voice and said: "The hard days are over—it's all over, and I will never see you again! Now, there is no one more arrogant than you in the world!"
Unexpectedly, Rong Qingfeng began to cry more and more: "You don't know my heart is miserable——"
Wei Zhongxian's entire armpit was wet with her tears, seeing her so sad, he could only endure the sleepiness and tried his best to comfort her; Rong Qingfeng couldn't listen at all, but just cried and murmured : "When I was a child, my family was poor and I had no food to eat. Several brothers and sisters starved to death. When my mother gave birth to a younger sister, the blood collapsed, and both mother and son died together. In the whole village, my face was the most respectable. As soon as a fortune teller saw me, he said that I was destined to be a wife, and I was very rich. Who knows, my father still couldn't support me, so he became a child bride for someone when he was only six years old. I gave birth to a son at the age of fourteen. I don't know which one. It’s the son’s father—the family has several brothers, and they ride me like a cow and a horse—if it wasn’t for the good milk, they would have sold me to a kiln—”
Hearing the words, Wei Zhongxian also felt sad: "Unexpectedly, you used to have such a pitiful life—" But Rong Qingfeng cried and said: "It's even more pitiful when you enter the palace!"
Wei Zhongxian was very clear about this situation: "Back then, let alone the emperor's eldest grandson's nanny, even the emperor's eldest grandson's biological mother, life was very difficult——"
He once saw with his own eyes the favored Xili, beating Wang Xuanshi in public, and no one in the palace was willing to step forward to defend Wang Xuanshi...
However, Rong Qingfeng still has other grievances in his heart: "For more than ten years, I have been a widow—"
As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and said, "You really took my son and pushed me off the cliff!"
Wei Zhongxian sighed softly, while following her words, he repeated the previous words to comfort her: "However, that's all in the past, and it's all in the past! Now, you are high above you, you can have whatever you want, and there is no more Something is not going your way!" Rong Qingfeng stopped crying, and replaced it with a cold snort: "What do you want? But it's all empty!"
Wei Zhongxian deliberately teased her and joked: "Not empty, not empty, I will fill it all up for you—a few ministers in the court sent me a box of gold and silver, and I will give it all to you. All the gaps are filled, and there is no more empty space!"
Unexpectedly, these words did not make Rong Qingfeng burst into laughter, but said more perplexedly: "What do I want your gold and silver for? I already have enough, but what's the use?"
As she said that, she suddenly burst into tears again: "I want a child of my own! Gold and silver can't be bought at all—"
While crying, he buried his head even tighter under Wei Zhongxian's armpit, but at the same time he stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly, sobbing and saying: "I want to have my own child, with my own breast and my own breastfeeding." I will never leave a step for the rest of my life—I will never give birth to anyone else—I will never suckle other people’s children—I want to give birth to my own—”
She was in a different mood, agitated, and exerted her body unconsciously; while Wei Zhongxian was embarrassed, his face turned red, and he said dully: "Eldest sister, you have everything you want - only this, no way - —”
Unexpectedly, because of his different mood, his voice was so low that Rong Qingfeng didn't hear him at all. After a while, the situation became even more embarrassing.
He had no choice but to get up, get out of the brocade tent, put on his clothes to keep warm, and then sit on the chair, quietly waiting for the dawn.
Rong Qingfeng, who stayed in the brocade tent, didn't make another sound, but just opened her eyes wide, letting the cold tears flow on the pillow, which wetted the half-empty pillow even more coldly; the body frozen in the brocade quilt On the other hand, she was curled up motionless, and the emptiness in her heart became ten times, a hundred times and a thousand times worse than before, swallowing her whole.
The feeling of sadness is more and more intertwined.
"He's a eunuch—"
She had to face this cruel fact: Although he could give her a lot of joy and satisfaction with the help of tools, he couldn't have children with her like a normal man!
The only man in the palace who could bear children was the emperor—the child she had grown up with.
And it's not that she didn't take care: as early as four years ago, she had already lured the child who was raised by her own milk, whose mind was still childish, and whose body had grown up, into the net of desire she had laid. .
At that time, her purpose was just to hold him tightly to ensure her own prosperity and wealth; facing ignorant children, she had no interest at all, and she also endured it for the sake of prosperity and wealth, but neglected the important matter of childbirth.
After he became a concubine, she also enjoyed unprecedented happiness from the exquisite tools Wei Zhongxian handled, and instead got closer to Wei Zhongxian day by day...
"As the saying goes, fetching water from a bamboo basket is in vain—"
Thinking about it and thinking about it, her whole body was cold, but her tears dried up.
A few days later, new strength was born in her empty heart—she told herself very clearly: "I have spent most of my life in vain, and my heart has been hollowed out—from now on, I must fill it up!"
Of course she doesn't want gold and silver treasures, what she wants are things that gold and silver treasures can't buy: "Children, only the emperor can give birth - the emperor's child will also be the emperor in the future!"
She decided to put up with the emperor who had no interest, only loved to play with wood, and his body was like a piece of wood, in order to have a child.
In addition, she also explained Wei Zhongxian carefully: "Prepare me all the methods and prescriptions for abortion first - as long as there are in the world, prepare them all; in the future, as long as there are other women in the palace who are pregnant with dragon seeds, Just fall!"
Her will is very firm, so firm that Wei Zhongxian can't hesitate: "My baby, don't let him take advantage of other women!" Wei Zhongxian, who was already extremely afraid of sharing the bed with her, was half short in front of her. Yes, how dare you not nod your head?
Rong Qingfeng still added another sentence: "All the affairs of the court are up to you; the affairs of the palace are under my control!"
Wei Zhongxian could only respond respectfully: "Yes, big sister."
At the same time, Rong Qingfeng also reminded him to do a rainy day: "Find more skilled carpenters - beware that Zhao Mingqian's donkey skills are poor, which will reduce the interest of the little emperor. Instead of doing carpentry, he will go to court in person. !"
Of course Wei Zhongxian responded repeatedly: "Yes, big sister. I'll do it right away!"
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