The north wind at night brought a whimpering sound when it passed through the Chaoshou verandah, and the wind lamp covered with soft smoke under the verandah was shaken by the blowing, as if it was also shivering from the cold of the twelfth lunar month.
The sky is as dirty as an unclean rag, crumpled and spread on top of people's heads, the moon and the stars are hiding tightly, stingy with their own ray of light.
The door in the courtyard was pushed open from the inside with a creak, and a few servants hurried out with bright copper basins, and the rough servants waiting outside rushed to pick them up, and when they saw a basin full of dark red blood , couldn't help shaking his hand in shock, almost spilling it all over the ground.
The boy glared at him, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, the second master likes to be clean the most, don't pollute this courtyard..."
Before the words finished, the boy's throat was choked up, his face became more serious, and he didn't want to say anything anymore, he waved his hand to signal them to go down.
The suppressed groans in the room became more and more desolate in the night...
I have been up for three nights, how long will it be before I will be tall.
The red candles burned out one after another, and the candle tears accumulated a thick layer on the golden plum candlestick, but no one cared to clean it up.
"Uh huh..." The hoarse moans were intermittent, and each gasp was indescribably difficult, and it came out through the thick curtain and luxurious screen.
Compared with the freezing weather outside the house, the inside of the house is scorching hot enough to make people sweat profusely. There is a faint fishy smell mixed with withered crabapples, like a rain in late autumn, which seems to be wiping away the last vitality. .
Chu Yu looked at the drunken jade peony bed curtain embroidered with gold thread on the top of his head, and thought in a daze, this rich flower in the world is too gaudy after all, it can't compare to the nobleness of Bailian, no wonder that person doesn't like it .
No wonder that person didn't like it.
"Hmm..." A burst of uterine contractions hit, Chu Yu clung tightly to the crumpled mattress, subconsciously raised her stomach, but lost all strength in an instant, and collapsed powerlessly. A cry of pain crushed to intermittent.
He didn't know how many days he had endured, at first he could still hear Granny Wen's rambling words, but later on he couldn't even see who was sitting beside him. Sometimes the pain is so severe that I will faint, and when I wake up from the pain, I can barely remember who I am.
The bulging stomach under the palm of the hand was still moving restlessly, leaving the pain like a knife twisting a rock without stopping at all. Chu Yu vaguely heard the imperial physician whispering to his elder brother beside him that her fetal position was not correct, and that she had thought too much about her pregnancy before, which caused both Qi and blood loss, and she was afraid that it would be a dystocia.
At such times, the person sitting next to Chu Yu was his elder brother Chu Ming, the one who comforted him and encouraged him was Chu Ming, and the one who served tea, fed medicine, wiped his sweat and changed his clothes was also Chu Ming.
And the other father of this little grinder in his belly has never shown up in the past three days.
The person beside him turned pale and frowned, and suddenly got up and turned to go out, but his cuffs were tightly clenched.
Chu Yu's eyes were sore, he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat, he grabbed the corner of his brother's clothes with difficulty.
In my impression, Qingfeng Jiyue's elder brother had never been so angry.
"Brother..." Chu Yu's voice was unbearably hoarse, and every word he said was like a mouth full of bloody gravel, and it hurt so badly.
Chu Ming leaned down and pressed against his younger brother's face, just like the intimacy they had when they were young.
It took him a long time to hear that Chu Yu had lost his vivid voice.
"It's me... I have to blame myself."
From the very beginning, he took the wrong path and could not blame others.
The choice he made on his own will, although he hated that person so much, he had no choice but to swallow the consequences himself.
This is what people often say... retribution.
As soon as I thought of this, there was a sudden pain in my abdomen, the bones under my body were staggered and squeezed away by the ignorant little life, the soft birth canal was like a velvet cocoon binding the life in the abdomen.
If you are looking forward to seeing this world, tearing off the last shackles is the only way out.
It's just that for Chu Yu, this transformation from a cocoon to a butterfly was a bone-piercing pain, and she wished she could give up her life and end herself.
The peony above his head could no longer be seen clearly, he didn't know how embarrassed he was at this moment, and there was only one thought left in his mind. Even if it is retribution, he should bear it...
What to do with this child!
People in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion dare not recall that night. At the dawn of the last day, the shrill scream that seemed to be broken into pieces contained so much anger, ignorance, love, hatred, and unwillingness to repent. …
A weak cry of a child came with the dawn.
It is both the end and the beginning.