Chapter 383 Not Drunk
The emperor seemed to be shocked too, the shock and pain in his eyes could not be concealed. At that moment, he finally knew who the person in her heart was.
At the same time, I was very fortunate that after all, Baili Yunyu was his wife, Zhuo Zhonghai's wife, and no one could change it.
On the night of returning home from the palace, he raped her. That was the first and last time they lived together in the same room.
It was also that night that she had Qinya.
She didn't see him anymore, and she refused to show him even after giving birth. He knew that she hated him.
The husband and wife were already indifferent to each other, so it became even more dissipated, so he began to hang around Chang Meifeng's residence in the other courtyard again, slowly fading away his feelings for Baili Yunyu.
It was also because of this that he listened to the provocative words of Chang Meifeng and his mother, and mistakenly believed that the child was not his own.
At that time, I was young and energetic, thinking of the green clouds above my head covering the sun, how could the anger and hatred dissipate?
So, on impulse, he had someone steal the child out of the house and throw it away, which led to Yun Yu's madness and falling into the well.
Later he came to his senses and thought about how Baili Yunyu had never left the mansion since he got married, how could he give birth to someone else's child? He didn't notice such a flaw, and he also sent someone to look for the child, but he learned that the child was taken away by a man with a vicious face, and there was no whereabouts of the child.
He raised his head, looked at the high emperor, the corner of his mouth became more bitter, and said with a miserable smile: "At least I got it, but you, you can only live in guilt for her, for the rest of your life, you are not as good as me!"
Zhuo Zhonghai got up and slammed into the carved dragon golden pillar behind him, using all his strength and all the regrets of his life.
Zhuo Zhonghai died, Zhuo Qinlan disappeared, the prime minister's mansion was confiscated, and although the family members in the mansion were not implicated, they were expelled from the prime minister's mansion and demoted to common people.
How could Zhuo Chang, who was used to a rich life, endure this kind of suffering, and died of illness in an abandoned hospital on the outskirts of the city within three months, and Zhuo Qinyue, for the sake of her mother and younger brother, had to marry an old fat businessman Be an aunt.
In March of the eighteenth year of the AD, the emperor decreed that King Jing be the crown prince and Xia Yuanqiu the crown princess.
East Palace, late at night.
Zhu Yan was sitting in the palace courtyard, holding a jade pot in his hand, pouring wine into his mouth continuously, one pot after another.
Suddenly, he dropped the jade pot in his hand, and said angrily, "Why aren't you drunk after drinking so much? Why aren't you drunk?" Waking up was too painful, and he wanted to be confused for a while.
Seeing him like this, Xing Ying felt uncomfortable, and stepped forward to dissuade him: "Your Highness, you must take care of your health. If the Crown Princess comes back, I will definitely feel distressed to see you not cherishing yourself so much."
Zhu Yan raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. When he was in Xipo Village, he used to put his arms around her, sitting between the pavilions, watching the moon and talking together, but now, she is no longer by his side. He wanted to find her, but he didn't even have a direction. She was like air, completely disappearing in this world without a trace.
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In a small fishing village in the southern region of Xiliang, a woman in burlap was sitting on the floor facing the sea, with a small white-haired beast squatting on her shoulder, like a mouse and a rabbit, but neither a mouse nor a rabbit.
The woman looked at the rising sun, her eyes were confused and empty, and she could only hear her constantly muttering to herself: "Who am I? What is my name? Why am I here? Where is my family?"
A man also dressed in burlap hurried over, carrying a thick coat in his hand. He saw the woman sitting on the ground facing the sea, blowing the cold wind, so he quickened his steps and draped the clothes in his hand. On the woman's body, she complained: "It's such a cold day, don't you know how to add clothes when you go out? Your injury hasn't healed yet, if you get sick again, what should you do?"