Extra Sang Muqing 1

"...Yesterday, Huang Gong, the minister of bodyguards, and Zhang Mingxuan, the minister of rites, stayed in the Jieqi courtyard until Mao and left, drinking during the banquet. At that time, it was vaguely revealed that I wanted to recommend His Highness to go to Mount Tai to worship heaven in place of the Holy One, so I asked Diefei and Weimian to work harder after the banquet. I heard what they said this morning, and it seemed to be true."

She peeled off the agate grape skins carefully with delicate hands, and then personally fed them into the thin lips of the person in her arms, she spoke softly.

He leaned lazily in her arms, but he had an indescribable elegance and nobility. He tasted the grapes brought by his jade hands, smiled indiscriminately, and said nothing.

"Aren't you worried, Your Highness? Even if the Emperor's Holy Body violates the agreement, it is the Prince who should go forward to Mount Tai. This recommendation is obviously for promotion, but is there any problem behind his back?"

“If there are no problems, there would be no fun, right?” It was still a lazy, careless voice.

She suddenly felt a little annoyed, and she didn’t know what she was annoyed about. She casually threw the remaining half bunch of grapes back into the jade plate: "Your Highness seems to be looking forward to it?"< /p>

He laughed: "How could it be possible? I'm about to leave for Beijing. I can't see you for ten days and a half. I will only feel disappointed."

"Why don't you bring me with you, Your Highness?" Where is Mu Qing going with us?" Her bright eyes flashed, with a vague expectation hidden under the joke, and she hooked her arm around his neck and smiled sweetly.

He stood up with a smile: "It's been hard work along the way, how could I let Mu Qing go through the wind and frost? Besides, you are the most beautiful in the Forget-You Pavilion, where you are the most beautiful person, and make people forget their worries. ”

Looking at his tall and elegant back, she couldn’t help but sigh: “When Your Highness comes back from Mount Tai, it’s time to get married to the Murong family lady, right?”

< p>He turned around and looked at her sideways with a half-smile: "So what, Sang Muqing will always be unique."

That's it, all it takes is one sentence, not even a promise, but she let her Only when you sink willingly can you have the strength to continue to maintain your oath.

He has always been her calamity, a calamity that she cannot and is unwilling to avoid.

"Mu Qing, His Highness is gone?" The Madam pushed the door in and asked with a cautious smile.

She nodded.

The Madam's expression became more and more cautious and embarrassed: "Well, you see, Mr. Liu and Mr. Li have been waiting for a long time just now. They said they wanted to see your dancing. Although I let Die Fei , Weimian, Chaoyan and others are accompanying you, but Mr. Liu and the others are here because they admire your reputation, and they just want to see you dance. After all, you are a first-class official in the imperial court. Although There are three His Highnesses here, but we can’t even give him this face, right? You can’t just accompany that charlatan all the time, right?”

She stood up: “I understand. Aunt Liu, Mu Qing will change her clothes and go down, I won’t make it difficult for you.”

The madam suddenly held her hand and sighed, shedding some tears that she didn’t know whether they were genuine or fake. : "Mu Qing, it's hard for you to still think about your old relationship and think about me now."

She smiled faintly: "Mu Qing is where she is today, all thanks to Aunt Liu. If you hadn't been there back then, Liujiacun took me in and took me all the way to Beijing. As a twelve-year-old girl, I am afraid that I would have starved to death on the streets."

The madam retreated, and Li Xin came in to take her place. Make up and change clothes.

Her heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, but a bright smile appeared on her lips: "When His Highness the Third Prince was in my room just now, were you eavesdropping outside the door? , and are you ready to ring the bell at any time?"

Li Xin's expression did not change, and she continued to fix her hair and put on makeup, and said indifferently: "As long as Miss Sang keeps her promise to the young master, Li Xin will also It will make things easier for the girl and me."

Mu Qing suddenly threw the dressing case in his hand and sneered: "Miss Sang? Who are you calling? No..."

Before she finished her words, Li Xin had already taken out a refined jade bell from her arms and shook it gently.

The ringing touched the worm in her belly, and the pain instantly spread to her limbs and bones.

Li Xin did not waver for too long, just like every time in the past, she just wanted to warn her.

She fell to the ground in pain, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead. All she could hear was Li Xin's voice continued to sound calm: "In this case, Miss Sang, I'd better not say it in the future, and you don't have to use this." Looking at me with this look, if I were not worried that the girl would break her promise, I would be more unwilling to stay in your eyes than you are. But now it seems that the young master’s worry is not unreasonable.”

She suddenly slumped and closed her eyes, as if all her strength had been taken away, unable to move.

Li Xin stepped forward to help her up, and tied a blooming peony in her cloud-like hair: "Does Miss Sang feel aggrieved? But in Li Xin's view, everyone must do something for her." Responsible for your own choices.

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She smiled weakly: "You are telling me that I got a big deal by exchanging an identity for a life, right? "

Li Xin took the veil and put it on for her, and said softly: "I just want to tell the girl that this is your own choice. From the moment you nod your head and ask the young master to save you, , you should keep your promise. If the girl must ask Li Xin for her opinion, Li Xin feels that it is at least fair to exchange an identity for the girl's life. If the girl knows that every time the young master uses the 'Painting on the temples like frost', it will be harmful to her. How severe his physical damage is, then you won't show such a self-pitying look at this moment. ”

In front of her eyes, in a trance, it seemed that the dense forest of crabapple flowers and the light ink green shirt appeared again.

That man has the most beautiful appearance in the world. With a pure face, the cold and silent atmosphere around him was not stained by the filth of the world. He stood against the light, his tall figure was illuminated by a slight light, but his eyes were filled with eternal loneliness.

Do you want to live?

At that moment, she thought she had met a god.

She stretched out her hand to touch the red tears in her eyes. Mole, she took a deep breath and finally smiled sadly and calmly: "Don't worry, I will never forget Mr. Su's kindness to me in this life. I have no way to repay him, so at least, I promised He will definitely do what he does. ”

I held up my skirt and walked downstairs. The veil covered the sad face under the flowery smile.

Turn over the sleeves, bend the waist, and dance in a coherent and graceful manner. , those stunning eyes and applauding voices were all so far away from her, she seemed to have returned to the resplendent, spacious and bright hall in the general's mansion many, many years ago, surrounded by the jealous praises of sisters and ladies of the official family. ——

“Mrs. Murong, your second lady’s dancing is really outstanding, and she is a beautiful person. In a few years, she may be able to marry the prince! "

"Sister Qing'er, can you teach me this dance of colorful clothes and feathers? "

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To this day, she can still remember the warmth of her mother's hand holding her, and the soft voice with a happy smile——

" Qing My son's dance is really good. When you get older, your mother will ask someone to teach you how to dance the shadow dance, okay..."

Extra Sang Muqing 2

I don’t want the king’s edict, but I only want to see you.

This is the obsession of men in the world.

The road is filled with green flowers and red makeup to welcome you. /p>

This is the exclusive glory of the number one dancer in the Southern Dynasties.

However, no matter how beautiful she is, she is still Sang Muqing.

Mu Qing, Mu Qing. Qing, but can never become "Qing", the original self

She still remembers Aunt Liu holding a white-faced steamed bun and handing it to her dirty little hands and asking her. When asked what her name was, she said these two words without really thinking about it. Later, even she didn't understand how she could blurt out the words when she was only twelve years old. Saying these two words made it sound like a prophecy.

What’s your surname? Can you take off your veil and let me see?

She just asked. Shaking her head, she protected the already dirty and wrinkled veil.

Aunt Liu carefully looked at her features under the veil for a long time, and then said, "My child, will you follow me? I won't do it again." Even if you suffer from cold and hunger, no one will bully you anymore. I will give you the best food and use the best food. From now on, you will follow my surname Liu, okay?

What should I give you? ? She asked.

A twelve-year-old girl already understands that in this world, no one will be kind to another person for nothing, and everything has a price.

There is appreciation in Aunt Liu's smile, I will teach you to dance, you just have to dance for others to see.

I can dance.

She is twelve years old. Nodding, she suddenly thought of the endless deep green outside the window when she woke up, the light ink green shirt, and the three powerful words on the plaque - Sang Lixuan

She looked at it. Looking at Aunt Liu, she said softly, "My surname is Sang."

Many years later, if she had known what Aunt Liu meant by dancing, would she have nodded in agreement?

Even she didn’t know the answer.

It was not sad, but she told herself that if this was not the case, if the first dancer in the Southern Dynasties was not famous, how could she know him, let alone him. Stay by his side.

Thinking like this, the pain and self-pity in her heart seemed to slowly subside, and she could make herself feel better.

Until that wedding announcement came. Announcement to the world.

She always thought it was Yan'er, but she never knew that the person who married him was actually the second young lady of the Murong family, Murong Qing.

The sharp pain in her heart almost felt. He was about to tear her apart, and she went to find him regardless, but Li Xin took out the jade bell from her arms, and despite the severe pain, she still stubbornly crawled out the door step by step until she lost all consciousness.

She recalled that when she woke up again, Li Xin's indifferent eyes seemed to have a hint of intolerance for the first time. She said that the emperor's holy body violated the order last night, and all the princes were ordered to enter the palace. Even the wedding of His Highness the Third Highness was disrupted.

A bitter and indifferent smile appeared on her lips, so what?

So what? He still married another woman, the woman who took over her identity.

"Mu Qing, why don't you go downstairs quickly? The Third Prince's carriage has already arrived outside the door——"

Aunt Liu's words suddenly brought her thoughts back. She stood up in disbelief and surprise: "What did you say?"

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and smiled: "Look at you, are you so happy? But it's true that these three highnesses just left the palace. When I came out, I didn’t even send the new princess back to the palace, but I came to see you first. Even the third princess, Guining, was heard to be alone yesterday. From what I see, our third prince’s heart is entirely with you. !"

She no longer paid attention to Aunt Liu's laughter. She just quickly straightened her soft hair in front of the bronze mirror, then picked up her skirt and ran downstairs.

Her heart and eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy, even though she knew very well in her heart that he would come to Wangyou Pavilion for reasons other than her.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as you can stay with him, as long as you can help him, then it doesn’t matter.

Is Princess Heart beautiful? She finally couldn't hold it back and asked softly.

He just smiled carelessly. If it weren't for the red moles under your eyes, she would look a bit like you.

I don’t really care.

She has always known that he has never been the greedy and beautiful person that outsiders thought.

I also tentatively asked him about his relationship with the new princess.

She saw his carelessness, and it was as real as the secret joy in her heart. She knew that he really didn't care. It was just a marriage of interests, nothing more than a sacred destiny. Hard to violate.

Until, until that time, he asked her to bring Chunyu Yi into the house to check for the pulse of his princess. At that time, she knew that something must be different, but she refused to let herself Think about it, but you just keep deceiving yourself like this.

After returning from Mobei, he almost never came to Wangyou Pavilion. Even if he had something to do, he would just call Qin An or Xunyun Zhuyu to inquire and convey it.

In the long years of loneliness, she always wondered if everything would have been different if she had not hesitated and told the truth that time.

He once asked her, although only once, with a gentle smile on his lips and his dark eyes looking at her unblinking, Mu Qing, what was your life like before? ?

She lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice, I have been studying with Aunt Liu since I was twelve years old. Later, when I arrived in Shangjing, I gradually established the Wangyou Pavilion, and then I was fortunate enough to meet His Highness.

What about before the age of twelve?

He still looked at her like that, and she was almost tempted to blurt out everything.

There was a faint ringing of a jade bell outside the door, and the pain in her belly calmed down in just a moment.

What's wrong? he asked.

The light-ink green shirt suddenly flashed in her mind, and she hesitated for a moment, but did not speak.

But deep down in her heart, there is an implicit expectation. If he continues to ask, will she have a reason to break this oath, and will she no longer have to suffer like this for years and months? among.

However, he just smiled casually and did not ask any further questions.

"Miss Sang! Miss Sang! Is Mr. Chun here?"

Qin An's anxious voice interrupted her thoughts, and she couldn't help but be slightly startled. In her memory, Qin An had never They are all deep and steady. This is the first time that they are in such a mess.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she had no time to ask in detail. She almost ran into Chunyu Yi's room. She couldn't help but grabbed his hand with one hand, picked up his medicine box with the other, and went to wait. Catch up on the moving carriage.

Although he was reluctant, he remained silent and did not resist. He stretched out his free right hand and took the heavy medicine box in her hand.

She actually knew it would be like this, but she no longer had the energy to feel guilty. What she relied on was actually that he loved her.

"Manager Qin, how is the Third Highness doing now?" It was not until she was on the speeding carriage that she managed to suppress the fear in her heart and spoke in a trembling voice.

Qin An was startled, and her insightful eyes narrowed slightly: "Your Highness is very good. The reason for bothering Mr. Chun this time is because of the princess."

The tension in her heart The string loosened, and then it sank into the bottomless abyss.

She did not dare to look at Chunyi Yuyi along the way, afraid of seeing a look of pity and ridicule.

When they arrived at the Three Princes' Mansion, Qin An took them to Guimo Pavilion without stopping.

The woman was sleeping deeply in his arms, her face invisible through the veil.

She only remembered that the corners of his lips, which had always been lazy and smiling, curled into a hard curve, and that there was unmistakable anxiety and pain in his eyes. He held her arm so tightly, so tight. Make her a stranger.

When he saw them coming, he did not get up. He still held her in his arms. He just looked at Chun Yueyi and said word by word - don't let anything happen to her.

Chun Yueyi didn’t say much, and went directly to check her pulse. After a moment, he let go with a solemn face and said that she was pregnant, but she might have accidentally inhaled the musk, which was very dangerous. .

Her heart felt like it was in the clouds, ups and downs, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

She heard his voice as dark as night, word by word slowly breaking into her heart.

He said that if he had to give up the child as a last resort, I just wanted her to be okay.

She wished she hadn’t heard it.

For a long time, she thought that the reason why he stopped coming to Wangyou Pavilion was because of Du Ruyin, whom the world knew.

She has never met Du Ruyin, but she knows what kind of fairy he is from the rumors, so she would like someone like him.

Although depression and heartache are still unavoidable, it will never hurt more than now.

When the maid named Shuying talked about the ins and outs of Shuhe Benzoin, murderous intent flashed clearly in his eyes.

Although it was fleeting and no one would notice it, she knew him too well and her heart was entirely devoted to him.

Later, Du Ruyin's maid came over. He looked at those who blocked her, unable to hide the cold anger in his voice.

Shu Ying was so wronged that she almost cried. Chunyu Yi said coldly in her ear, is such a man worth it?

She just smiled in a daze. They didn't understand that his anger was real, but it was not what the world thought.

After returning to the Wangyou Pavilion from the Three Princes' Mansion, she fell asleep. She was groggy all night. When she opened her eyes, she saw Chunyu Yi's nervous and anxious face. He held her hand and said, Qing'er , you are sick, don’t think about anything, don’t be afraid of anything, it will pass and everything will be fine.

She nodded, but a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

No matter what, he could never forget that after knowing that the woman was fine, the anxiety and tension that had been lingering in his brows and eyes finally dissipated.

He hugged her, held her hands and placed them on her still flat belly, as if he was hugging the most precious treasure in the world.

Her illness came quickly but went away very slowly, which truly fulfilled the old saying of "Illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a silk thread".

She knew that during the time when she was on the sickbed, he still held Du Ruyin at a height that was envied by the world, and had also been arranging for Chun Yuyi to take a pulse and ensure the fetus for his princess. .

"Miss Sang, it's time to drink medicine." Li Xin came in with a medicine bowl.

She took the bowl and drank it. When she handed the bowl back, she suddenly burst into tears: "I am not willing to give in, I really am not willing to give in..."

Li Xin His face turned cold: "In this case, I advise the girl not to say it again."

After saying this, he turned around and went out with the medicine bowl.

She watched Li Xin's back disappear outside the closed door, and slowly wiped away the tears on her face.

I'm sorry, but I can't help it.

Extra Sang Muqing 3

She looked at Li Xin's sleeping face, and a tear fell slowly from the corner of her eye.

Chun Yueyi slowly approached and stood behind her, speaking with an unprecedented indifference.

"If you take advantage of Gelsemium, the poison will kill her in an instant. She won't be in too much pain. However, since you are so determined to force me to prepare this poison, why shed tears now?"

She closed her eyes and shook her head. She did not speak, but kept repeating in her heart, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I really can't help it.

She smashed the jade bell, thinking that the poison in her belly would never be activated again, thinking that no one could stop her from being her true self, even if it was just for a day or a moment.

In order to see him again, she went through many twists and turns, but he refused to even give her a chance to hear what she had to say. Each word was carved into her heart like a knife-

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Don't let me hear nonsense like this again.

Nonsense. This is what he said.

She looked at his back as he walked away resolutely, and a desolate and desolate smile slowly appeared on her lips. He didn't believe her, how could he believe her, even when he gave birth to her and raised her? Even though she was her biological parents for twelve years, they still refused to acknowledge her identity, let alone him.

However, she refused to give up. She needed a closure so that she could be freed from the suffering everywhere, and she didn't want to care about what kind of closure it was.

However, she did not expect that when she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion again, her mother would no longer want to see her again.

She told herself that there must be a mistake somewhere, maybe the servants did not convey it clearly, maybe her mother was really not in the house, she kept telling herself this.

Until that time, she saw with her own eyes that her mother was holding the woman's hand outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, with kind eyes and earnest instructions, fearing that she might miss something.

My mother clearly saw her, but she just turned around indifferently, and the door of Prime Minister Ren's Mansion slowly closed in front of her.

She has never thought about why she is so persistent, and she has never had the extravagant hope that she can return to her original identity, become the second young lady of the Murong family, and be his wife.

But she was unwilling to give in. She was so unwilling. Why was it that when she was undergoing such heart-wrenching torture and suffering, another person could occupy the magpie's nest with peace of mind?

So she went to find her and asked to see her again and again.

How ridiculous, she wanted to see her, but she had to ask to see her. If it weren't for Chun Guoyi, she might not even be able to see her face.

Looking at the vibration in her eyes, she suddenly felt an almost twisted pleasure in her heart. Even though she knew so well in her heart, she actually got nothing.

Her words could not be continued. Qin An knocked on the door and said respectfully but without hesitation, it was time for the princess to rest.

Yes, until now, she is the golden branch and jade leaf among the stars, but she is just a weed.

At that moment, she laughed until she cried.

On the way back to Wangyou Pavilion, Chun Yueyi kept looking at her deeply, but hesitated to speak.

She had no intention of understanding him, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she collapsed.

But why, even if it was a dream, she would not let her get her wish, even for a short moment?

You dare to pretend to be our daughter, get out of here!

That is the frosty face of the parents.

You broke your oath.

The man slowly put on his green shirt and looked indifferently but with a bit of guilt. She shook her head in pain and guilt, and opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't utter a single syllable, and that pure figure , but gradually transformed into a woman with long flowing hair and a blue dress that Li Xin usually wore, approaching her step by step - Miss Sang, you are so cruel, please give me my life!

She fled in panic, and the figure that made her feel reassured was vaguely visible in front of her. She hugged his arm tightly - Your Highness, save me!

But he just waved his sleeves indifferently and smiled heartlessly, "Save you?" Are you left to continue talking nonsense in this world?

She woke up from her dream. The hatred in his eyes seemed to be still clearly visible until now, but the warmth in his palms brought her back to her consciousness little by little - Qing'er, you are having a nightmare. , don't be afraid, I'm here.

The tender and heart-wrenching light and shadow in Chun Yuyi's eyes are no stranger to her. They will appear in her eyes when she feels hopeless but can't stop loving that person.

For the first time, she stared at Chunyi Yi for a long time, as if she was looking at another self.

He looked a little strange at her, and when he was about to ask a question, she suddenly reached out and hooked his neck.

She kept her eyes closed, letting his kiss, with a temperature of disbelief and almost madness, fall on her body as if out of control.

When her body tensed due to the sudden pain, he also froze, and big drops of sweat fell on her white jade-like skin, and the look in his eyes The shock, surprise and tenderness almost drowned her.

He kissed her eyes, almost coaxing her, and his voice was so soft that it made her heart ache slightly.

But she just endured all the discomfort and spoke word by word, promise me, promise me two things.

He nodded without any hesitation, and she continued to grit her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Promise me that you will be loyal to His Highness the Third Prince for the rest of your life..." At that moment, the temperature in his eyes suddenly cooled down. , almost furious, left her body suddenly, grabbed her coat and put it on before leaving.

And she didn't care about her messy hair and bare skin at the moment. She hugged his hand tightly and looked up at him. I have never begged you, just this time, Mr. Chun. , I beg you to promise me.

He looked at her beautiful body under the moonlight and couldn't help trembling. He sneered and asked, what is the second thing?

She took a deep breath, not to let the child in the third princess's belly be born.

He looked at her coldly as if he were a stranger. "Accident" and "birth" had the same pronunciation but different meanings. The madness and determination in her eyes told him that he had not misunderstood her intention.

Suddenly she looked up to the sky and smiled, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, but she still looked at him eagerly, insisting on an answer.

He stopped smiling and said coldly, why should I promise you.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then said nothing, just bit by bit, trying her best to please him.

He pushed her away violently and strode out the door without looking back.

She listened to his heavy slamming of the door, but her eyes slowly fell on the dazzling red on the sheets.

He did not expect, and no one expected, that Sang Muqing, the number one dancer in the Southern Dynasties, was still a virgin.

They thought she was from the Third Highness, and no one dared to touch her.

The Third Highness will not touch her.

She knew that there was never a shortage of beauties and gentle people around him. They might not be as beautiful as her, or as good at dancing as she was, but the ones in front of Mr. Cheng Huan would always be others, not her.

In fact, she knew deep down in her heart that it was her own choice back then. She would rather be a sword in his hand and follow him for a long time than be a flower under him that blooms briefly.

Since he is using her, he will not touch her. This has always been the case, she had known it.

It’s just from the bottom of my heart, not without regrets.

Slowly stood up and put on the light green skirt she wore on the day we first met.

Look at the bronze mirror and trace it carefully to create the most beautiful look.

She looked behind the bed and saw that there was a white silk hidden there since the day she decided to tell everything.

She had no way to keep her promise to Mr. Su, so the only thing she could do was give her life back to him.

In fact, I had already thought about it early on, but I didn’t expect that I would not be able to hold on to the day when the truth was revealed, or that there would never be such a day at all.

I stood up and was about to walk to the bed when I suddenly heard the door being pushed open.

She thought it was Chun Yuyi, and a desolate smile slowly formed on her lips. If she died, he would agree to her no matter what. In fact, she has always been a selfish woman.

When he turned around, he was stunned. The figure under the cloak was clearly his mother.

The two people waiting outside slowly closed the door. Madam Murong's slightly trembling hands held the golden cup and stepped forward step by step.

She has shed countless tears in her life, and tears are just weapons to her, even to her husband who has been with her for a lifetime, and even to the children who have inherited her bloodline.

But at this moment, the sharp pain in her heart almost made her unable to hold the cup in her hand. Her eyes were burning and painful, but she did not let her tears fall, even just one drop.

Qing'er...

I can finally call her this, for the last time.

When she saw her daughter’s body, she was suddenly shocked.

How could I not recognize her? That was her daughter who had been born and raised for ten months. From the first time she took off the veil in front of her, from the time she tearfully talked about the past, she She knew that this was her daughter.

However, she could not recognize her.

I don’t see her anymore, not because I don’t believe it, but precisely because I believe it.

However, it was still too late, when they finally knew of her existence, when she was still going to the Three Princes' Mansion one after another even though she was unwilling to give up, when her husband told her that it was expected with heavy eyes. When she made the decision, there was not a single tear in her empty eyes.

Just speak indifferently, don’t arrange for irrelevant people, my daughter, I will send her away personally.

With endless memories, she closed her eyes, and the golden cup between her fingers trembled slightly.

Mu Qing looked quietly at the shallow cup of Zhen Yu Jin Liquor in her mother's hand.

Although I have never seen it, I also know that it can kill people instantly and painlessly. It is a mournful glory that will only be used when the prince and princess are given death.

Suddenly he smiled, took the golden cup, and said softly to his mother, who was still graceful and elegant, "Do you want to know what is hidden in the secret compartment beside my bed?"

Drink it in one gulp without complaining.

She felt someone hugging her gradually limp body, warm liquid dripping on her cheek, and a complex and painful voice sounded in the distance——

Qing Son, if there is an afterlife, I don’t want anything but to be a competent mother...

Her lips curved into a slight arc with effort.

If there is an afterlife, I want nothing but what I can do, myself.