Passionate

Amidst my suppressed crying, Bo Zhanhuai, Le Chen and a room full of female eunuchs slowly backed out.The queen mother struggled to hold my hand back, her voice was as soft as a mosquito calling: "Fengyang, don't cry...don't cry..."

I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "I didn't cry, I didn't cry. The queen mother will be fine, everything will be fine!"

"Stupid child..." The queen mother pulled the corners of her mouth weakly, and her fingertips touched my cheek: "Fengyang, don't blame Zhanhuai... everything... everything is the queen mother's fault! If... it wasn't for the original mother... Willfulness will not... cause your current... disaster."

I couldn't understand her words, and tears rolled down, blurring the mother's face.

Holding her last breath, the queen mother told me little by little the marital entanglement between her, father, and Bo Zhanhuai's parents. From the shock at the beginning, to the sudden realization later, to the bitterness at the end, it was only a short incense stick of time. , I seem to have lived my whole life.

I regard my mother as my closest relative, and my mother also regards me as her most beloved daughter, but I never thought that... she is actually Bo Zhanhuai's mother!I have been called my mother for 20 years, and I changed people as early as when I was two years old...

I don't know how I got out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. I was in a daze. A thin and straight body blocked my way. I turned to look at him. The tall nose bridge, slightly pursed thin lips, and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were me. A face that is deeply in love.

Raising my hand, I caressed it, and my lips called out: "Bo Zhanhuai..."

"Yes, I'm here! Fengyang, I'm always here!" The person in front of me answered me eagerly.

I really want to step on my feet and kiss the red lips in front of my eyes, and tell him: "The queen mother wants you to love me, love me, and live up to me for the rest of your life."

In the end, I was dizzy and didn't say anything.

In the spring and summer of another year, the triplets were already four years old. The two boys looked very much like Bo Zhanhuai, but Xier seemed to be carved out of me. Not only Bo Zhanhuai doted on her, but even Lechen loved her like a treasure.

I stroked my round belly and looked at my father and uncle who were having fun with Xi'er in the garden. The sunlight cast a layer of golden light on Bo Zhanhuai's face, and I felt like returning to the year when I first met Bo Zhanhuai when I was 15 years old. He held his head high and held his chest high, standing neither humble nor overbearing on the Golden Luan Hall. The room was full of princes and ministers, not as elegant as him...

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