Vol 3 Chapter 384: not drunk

The emperor seemed to be shocked too. The horror and pain in his eyes could not be hidden. At that moment, he finally knew who the person lived in her heart.
At the same time, I am very fortunate. In the end, the rain is his wife, his wife Zhuo Zhonghai, no one can change.
The night he returned to the palace, he seized her, it was their first and last time to live in the same room.
It was also that night that she had a good taste.
She no longer saw him, and even gave birth to a child, and refused to show him. He knew that she hated him.
The husband and wife were indifferent, so in this way, they disappeared, and he began to linger in the residence of Changmeifeng in other hospitals, slowly fading away the feelings of the rain.
It is precisely because of this that he will listen to the words of Chang Meifeng and his mother, and believe that the child is not his own.
At that time, young and energetic, I thought about the green clouds on my head, how can I dissipate when I hate it?
Therefore, he impulsively let people steal the children and throw them away, which led to the madness of the rain.
Later, he woke up and thought that after he had become a pro-independence, he would not leave the house again. How can he give birth to other children? Such a flaw, he did not find out, he also sent people to find the child, but learned that the child was taken away by a vicious person, no more.
He looked up and looked at the emperor who was on the top. The bitterness of his mouth was thicker. He laughed and said: "I have at least got it, and you, you can only live in the apology for her, for a lifetime, you are better than me!"
Zhuo Zhonghai got up and smashed toward the carved dragon gold pillar on the back side. He used all his strength and used up his life's remorse.
Zhuo Zhonghai died, Zhuo Lanlan disappeared, Xiangfu was copied, although the Fuzhong family did not need to be connected, but was expelled from Xiangfu, and became a public.
Zhuo Changshi, who used to live a rich life, how can he suffer from this kind of suffering. In March, he died in a hospital in the suburbs, and Zhuo Yuyue, for the mother and his brother, had to marry an old fat businessman. Be a mother.
In March of the 18th century, the emperor made a decree, and the seal of Jing Wang was a prince, and Xia Yuanqiu was a prince.
East Palace, late at night.
Zhu Xi sat in the courtyard of the palace, holding a jade pot, and could not stop pouring wine into his mouth, one pot and one pot.
Suddenly, he fell into the jade pot in his hand and angered: "Why have you drunk so much, are you still not drunk? Why are you not drunk?" It is too painful to wake up, he wants to be confused for a while.
Xing Ying saw him like this, and his heart was also uncomfortable. He stepped forward to discourage: "Your Highness, you must take care of your body. If you come back, you will not feel sorry for yourself, you will feel bad."
Zhu Xi looked up and looked at the bright moon in the sky. When he was in Xipo Village, he once stared at her, sat between the pavilions, and watched the moon together, but now, his side, there is no her, he I want to go to her, but I don’t even have a direction. She is like the air, completely disappearing in this world, and there are no traces at all.


In a small fishing village in Xiliang South, a woman in a burlap coat faces the sea and sits on the floor. Her shoulder is covered with a white-haired beast. If the mouse is a rabbit, it is not a rat or a rabbit.
The woman looked at the rising new day and looked at the empty hole. She only listened to her constant muttering: "Who am I? What is my name? Why am I here? Where is my family?"
A man in the same burlap coat came in a hurry, holding a thick coat in his hand. He squinted at the woman's seat and snorted against the sea. He accelerated his footsteps and draped his clothes. On the woman's body, she complained: "Is it so cold that I don't know how to add clothes? You haven't gotten a good injury. If you are sick again, how can you be good?"