Gu this long winter Gu this life

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the new year, and Gu Zhun hastily set a date for the coffin to be carried out for the funeral.

The night before the funeral, Gu Changdong walked to the front hall with his back, wanting to do his last for Gu Zhun, but unexpectedly, he met Shurao.

Shurao is very similar to her, with a pair of beautiful eyes, looking forward and looking forward.

Or, she has always been very similar to Shu Rao, which is why Jiang Xu favored her for three years.

Gu Changdong stepped back vigilantly, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Shurao's eyes sparkled, and he approached her step by step, and finally his eyes locked on her bulging belly.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Gu Changdong twisted his feet and fell to the ground in pain.

Shurao giggled twice, but stopped moving, and instead stroked her still flat stomach, "What a trick!"

"Back then, Gu Zhun wanted to take my life for the sake of my sister, but it's a pity that the one lying here today is Da Sima..."

Shurao giggled twice, looking extremely open-minded.

Gu Changdong's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly got up while climbing the door frame.

"Sister, don't you know? That's right, the mighty God of War of Chu, how can you say that there is no one, so he is gone?"

She sighed, as if she really felt sorry for Gu Zhun's death.

Shurao continued: "It's a pity, Gu Zhun couldn't protect you when he was alive, and it's the same after death..."

Before Gu Changdong could react, Shurao turned around and rushed towards the pitch-black coffin, shouting loudly.

When Jiang Xu rushed over, Shurao's face was distorted, and he fell to the ground with a bow, a puddle of blood dripped under his body, while Gu Changdong was holding on to the door frame, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, like It was just a great deal of effort.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what happened.

"Gu Changdong!"

With a low shout, he kicked the charcoal basin over, and the burning charcoal rolled straight towards Gu Changdong.

The sparks splashed on Gu Changdong's instep, causing her to gasp in pain. Before she could speak, she was nailed in place by Jiang Xu's words.

"The imperial concubine, Gu, murdered the emperor's heir, passed on a solitary order, and took her into custody, and no one was allowed to visit her."

Jiang Xu hugged Shurao horizontally, and when he passed Gu Changdong, he almost knocked her to the ground.

She tugged at the corner of Jiang Xu's clothes, as if grasping the last ray of hope, "A Xu, I didn't harm her, trust me..."

There were thousands of waves in his heart, Jiang Xu gouged out the knife in his eyes, and involuntarily condemned her sin: "It wasn't you, could it be that she harmed her own child? Gu Changdong, Shurao is not you, without you So vicious."

After finishing speaking, Gu Changdong was not given a chance to defend himself, and someone dragged her down.

Gu Changdong was already eight months pregnant, and he fell alone in the woodshed in the backyard of Gu's family. In the cold winter months, the coolness spread from the soles of his feet all over his body, and even the child in his stomach couldn't help but fuss.

The pain was unbearable, she tried to shout a few times, but heard the news that all the accompanying imperial physicians were summoned by Jiang Xu, just to protect Shurao.

"Don't even think about it. Whoever the crown prince favors is a thing. The crown prince is not happy to see you anymore. You died here today, and the crown prince doesn't even frown."

"My servant advises you, it's better to be quiet and don't think about any children. The prince is the heir. The future emperor will have as many children as he wants. Why do you want to upset the old man now?"

The words were like knives, piercing her heart fiercely.

If she died, would Jiang Xu look back at her, would Yu Sheng remember her?

will not!

So she cannot die, and her child must live.

Gu Changdong climbed to the back of the door with support on his arms, patted the door repeatedly, and roared hoarsely, "Jiang Xu—"

The people outside the house seemed to have left, and even the words that disliked her disappeared completely.

Gu Changdong's hands were bloody from the barbs on the door, and finally lost his strength and fell limp on the ground.

"boom--"

The door of the room was kicked open, Jiang Xu came in against the light, and hugged Gu Changdong who had fallen to the ground lifelessly.

"Ah Xu, I didn't cause Shurao's child, I didn't push her."

He was stunned for a moment, then said: "I know, she's fine now, be good."

Gu Changdong wanted to say something, but he had no more strength, tilted his head and fell into Jiang Xu's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Xu's hand holding her was slightly stiff, and after a long time, he said softly: "Go to sleep..."