Shangguan Feng'er sat blankly with an expressionless face, making it impossible to see the sadness or joy. After being excited, Li Moran noticed her strangeness, looked at her with concern, and asked softly, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you?
Isn’t it uncomfortable somewhere?”
She shook her head, hugged Li Moran's lean waist, buried her face in his chest, and breathed in the scent of ambergris mixed with male-specific hormones on his body. Li Moran reached out and stroked her black hair.
Just like this, after a minute of silence, Shangguan Feng'er let go of Li Moran. She squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm a little tired." She stood up, stood up on tiptoes, and lightly brushed her red lips.
past Li Moran's thin lips.
"I'll take you back." Li Moran took her hand and thoughtfully smoothed the messy black hair on her forehead.
Shangguan Feng'er nodded meekly and rested her head on his broad shoulder, her face still expressionless.
When they arrived in front of Fengqi Palace, Yuan'er was already waiting at the palace gate, and Shangguan Feng'er asked Li Moran to go back. Soon, a large group of palace people came and received a lot of rewards.
"Master, you are pregnant now, do you still want to go ahead with the plan?" Yuan'er finished sorting out the items given by Li Moran, sent the other palace people out, and asked Shangguan Feng'er in a low voice.
Shangguan Feng'er leaned against the window, looking at the greenery on the shore of Qinghu Lake in a daze: Can she still leave like this? If she left, wouldn't she be too irresponsible to her children?
I was once an orphan. When I was still ignorant, I always watched other children acting coquettishly in their parents' arms. When I got older and knew how to judge some things, I gradually developed a twisted inferiority complex and would deliberately
To avoid those scenes.
Even later, when his father and mother adopted him, the inferiority complex and lack of security in his bones would always devour him late one night.
"Master?" Yuan'er walked to her side and called again.
Shangguan Feng'er still looked out the window and shook her head lightly, "I don't know." She loves Li Moran, and Li Moran also loves her. This cannot be changed.
But she couldn't forgive him for what he had done to her and their previous child, and she couldn't share a husband with another woman. But she couldn't give her child complete love by herself. She didn't want her child to live like her previous life.
Grow up in the eyes of others.
She can stay for the sake of her children, but she cannot accept that her children will be like her in the future and have to compete with other women's children for that person's love.
She caressed her belly gently, and complex emotions came to her heart: Everything has been planned, why do you have to show up at this time? In the end, it is difficult to leave, it is difficult to stay, it is difficult to choose.
"Master, maybe the child of Concubine Li is not the emperor's at all." Yuan'er didn't know that Li Moran told Shangguan Feng'er that the child of Concubine Li was not his, nor did she know that Li Moran told Shangguan Lafang that the child of Concubine Li was not his.
It was his business, so she said it unintentionally, it was just a guess.
"Don't think about it, that child is his." Shangguan Feng'er muttered sadly: she thought she would no longer feel sad for Li Moran, but in fact, that was impossible, that was just her beautiful ideal.
Yuan'er frowned and nodded, and suddenly said, "Maybe we can ask some things from Su Min." Su Min is Zhang Ying, just like Shangguan Lafang who Li Moran arranged to be beside Li Xiangran.
In fact, it was a trick arranged by Li Moran around the eldest prince Li Shiran.