Chapter 8 — Bad Mi

"My ancestors." "You're finally awake." "You've been sleeping for three days." "This big." "I don't even know if I'm pregnant." "You're... pregnant?" "That's right." "It's been more than a month." "More than a month?" So... it's not like Tong Uan can't. But... he's so good. "Where's the husband?" "Do you know?" My mother-in-law glanced slightly at my mother. Mother immediately continued: "He's busy with official duties." "He's been in the palace these past few days." I nodded. Half a month passed and every day I stood in front of the yard and waited. Calculate again and again. Tong Un should have returned too. Final. Tieu Dao couldn't bear to hide it anymore. Just told me the truth. The Ly family colluded with the Queen Mother and the old courtiers. Plot to overthrow the new government. Ly Quy Phi also poisoned His Majesty. And Tong Uan is a member of the new emperor's faction. Supporting the new leader was naturally kept in the palace. "So..." "What will happen to you?" I immediately stood up. Even though Tieu Dao stopped her, she ran straight to her mother-in-law's hospital. My mother-in-law looked at me and patiently comforted me: "Don't think too much." "Things like this..." "We've seen it many times." "Tong Uan left a team of martyrs to protect us thoroughly." "What we need to do... is just rest assured and wait for the results." "You have to trust your husband."... That night, a riot suddenly broke out in the city. The mother-in-law called the entire household to guard the hospital walls. Have someone pour a circle of kerosene around the base of the wall. She held two swords, blocking me from behind. Quietly wait for the traitors to arrive. Soon the steady sound of horse hooves was heard outside. Next was a loud voice: "According to General Song's orders!" "The general is worried about the safety of the old lady and young lady of the Song family." "So he specially sent us to protect." "Please open the gate so we can enter!" "There must be a lie." Mother-in-law leaned close to my ear and whispered. I nodded slightly and replied loudly: "Everything is fine in the palace." "I don't dare bother my husband." Immediately afterwards, a contemptuous laugh came from outside. It's the playboy son of the Ly family. "What's the point of wasting words with them?" "Listen to the Song family!" "If you open the gate now, I can let you all die." "Manh Thoi Vi." "You make me miss you so much." "Quickly open the door so the young master..." "Let's play with her for a few days!" "I still..." "Ah..." "Uh..." "Ha..." Outside the door came the sound of something heavy falling. down." Bang!" A red flare flared up in the night sky. "It's done!" The mother-in-law happily rushed forward. Open the palace gate. Ly Giai Vinh's body just lay in front of the door. As expected... The ancients did not deceive us. The rebel... really died because he talked too much. Fresh blood dripped onto the ground from the tip of Tong Uan's spear. "Who dares to insult my wife..." "They all deserve to die!" His face was still cold. But when he saw me, a trace of gentleness appeared in his eyes. He rushed forward. Hug me in her arms. "Hey!" "Quickly let go!" The mother-in-law next to her frantically cried out, "Don't hurt the baby in your belly!" The fishy smell of blood on Tong Uan's armor rushed into his nose. My mind is dizzy. The whole person is limp. Falling completely into his heart. ... Until you wake up. Tong Uan is sleeping soundly next to me. He still holds my hand tightly. That old red string. Still tied carefully to his wrist. Three days later, the party members were all executed. Your Majesty, using the excuse of friendship, exempted the Queen Mother from the crime of death and only imprisoned her in Deer Park. As for Ly Quy Phi, after learning that His Majesty had never been poisoned. All previous love was just an act and she committed suicide. The heart of an emperor. It's truly not something ordinary people like us can predict. … Ten months pregnant. Finally gave birth to a child. Look at the wrinkled little dough in your lap. I'm sad

extremely. But my mother-in-law and mother both said. The baby looks a lot like me and Tong Uan. After being confined, my health is much better. I thought I would make a suit for the little guy myself. But I looked around the room and couldn't find any scissors or thread. I called Tieu Dao here. She held her mouth and laughed till her shoulders trembled. "This..." "You have to ask your aunt." At this time, Tong Uan was holding his son named Cao, smiling and saying: "Baby." "Don't worry." "This time father will definitely protect your bird!" The little dough in his arms giggled. So happy that I don't know what heaven and earth are. Side story After Tong Uan came to seek marriage. He walked around the Buddha Hall in my palace. "Didn't you say before that... over the years you have copied a lot of scriptures to pray for me?" He pointed at the empty Buddha altar. "Isn't there so much talk that there's no more room to put it?" I looked at Tieu Dao awkwardly. Desperately winked and signaled. What to do? What to do? I told you not to exaggerate. Now how to explain? Tieu Dao is extremely calm. She responded with her eyes: Don't be afraid! Here I am! She cleared her throat. "Cough... cough..." Then her face remained expressionless: "Little General Song." "The lady has put everything away." "It's dry." "I'm afraid the candle will burn the scriptures." "Oh?" Tong Uan raised his eyebrows and looked at me. "Is that so?" I tried my best to nod. He reached out and rubbed my head a few times. "That's good." "Tomorrow." "Please, ma'am, bring all those scriptures to my palace." "Mother knows you are so sincere to me." "It will definitely be very touching." "Tomorrow?" "Yes." "That's tomorrow.""..."... Late at night, it was quiet. But my hospital's lights are on all night. "Miss." "You write too slowly!" "Miss." "This writing is so ugly!" "Miss." "No one can write like you with strokes and marks!" I waved my pen angrily. "Manh Tieu Dao!" "If you're good, write it yourself!" She had just peeled a sweet tangerine. Just stuffed a chunk into my mouth. "No!" "No!" "No!" "This must be done by hand." "This is the only way to show sincerity." I looked at the gradually brightening sky. The whole person was filled with a feeling of despair. "Damn it!" "This damned hand!" "Can you write a little faster?" Complete text.