Chapter 224: Heartache

224 Heartache
On this day, the weather is not very cold.
Xiahou Shangle changed his clothes and left the palace with Xuewu. She still didn't know much about some things, and she needed to ask more definitely.
"Master, why don't we call Death Red and Ming Bai go out together!"
Xue Wu simply had nothing to say, she didn't know what happened to Xiahou Shangle, but she didn't want to see her unhappy, and tried to make her happy along the way.
"No, two people are enough to go out!"
Xiahou Shangle understood Xue Wu's thoughts and just said a little. She wore a simple bun, without any accessories on her head, but simply pinned her hair with a hosta. She was dressed in a pink dress and wrapped in a light blue cloak. The whole person looked extremely The elegant, with a touch of sadness.
A few days ago, Bai Yuchen's words have confirmed everything Xia Houjun said from the side, and now she needs to go further to determine such things, otherwise she will really have trouble sleeping and eating!
Coming to the most prosperous street in the imperial capital, although the weather was cold, there were still many guests in the pub and restaurant, not as depressed as she had imagined. A pub was full of people, and a storyteller in the middle was talking happily.
Xiahou Shangle frowned first, then walked in without saying a word. There were no more seats left, and she found a hidden place to stand there.
Although Xue Wu was a little worried about this place, she still followed Xiahou Shangle closely for fear of any harm to her. Fortunately, everyone in the tavern was listening to the storytelling of the book. No one noticed them.
"In other words, Prime Minister Ye was really back then! He was beaten all over and still refused to admit that King Li could be on the throne. This is a slightly man. What a pity... What a pity..."
The storyteller shook his head as he spoke. Xiahou frowned and looked at the storyteller, an old man about sixty years old, with a vicissitudes of life on his face. Isn't he afraid of being punished for saying these things so blatantly?
"Hey, old sir, what are you pity? Hurry up and go on!"
"That's it, hurry up, don't sell it!"
The storyteller quickly picked up a cup of tea from the table, took a sip, then sent a few pieces of pastry to his mouth, and then gently slapped the folding fan in his hand.
Seeing everyone's anxious expressions and knowing that everyone's appetite has been aroused, he got up and spoke slowly.
"After Emperor Hui was tragically framed, the prince disappeared. He was still the first emperor of King Li. Instead of sending people to find the prince, he wooed the loyal ministers in the court. At this time, he took out a handicraft that lied to be Emperor Hui. He was enthroned in a stately place. Although the ministers in the court were almost wooed by King Li, the prime minister at the time, Ye Zirong, was a tough one. No matter what methods King Li had or what he allowed to seduce him, he could not be wooed him. After being helpless, King Li pretended to let him go, and then sent someone to chase him when Prime Minister Ye left the imperial capital. Poor, such a prime minister died in the hands of the people sent by King Li, even Prime Minister Ye's ten-year-old son will not let it go!"
At the end of the storytelling's speech, there was obviously a lot of regret. Xiahou Shangle bit her lip and saw the silence in the crowd. She didn't know how to describe her current mood.
"Then where did Prime Minister Ye's wife go?"
Xiahou Shangle asked. After the storyteller looked at her, he put the fan in his hand on the table, revealing a smile full of vicissitudes.
"What the girl said is that after Prime Minister Ye was chased down, Mrs. Ye was the most pitiful! A woman with a four-year-old daughter wandered around. After so many years, Mrs. Ye's life and death is uncertain. Even Miss Ye was missing! Poor, a loyal official ended up like this in the end, what a pity!"
Xiahou Shangle was silent, she didn't say anything, turned and left the tavern, Xue Wu quickly put a bit of silver on the table and went out with Xiahou Shangle.
The father and brother were killed, and the mother's life and death is unknown. The only survivor is herself, but she was married to the enemy's son!
Xiahou Shangle felt that her heart was so painful that she couldn't tell, but what could she do even if it was heartache?
Go back to the palace and kill Bai Yuchen? Or what?
She didn't know, what she wanted to do, or even her heart, whether she wanted revenge or want to be with Bai Yuchen. The only thing she knew was that the future for her and Bai Yuchen was gone!
"Master, where are we going now?"
Xiahou Shangle ignored Xue Wu's words, but walked aimlessly, unknowingly coming to the moat.
Looking at the clear water, Xiahou Shangle stood by the railing, lowered his head and saw his desolate expression, his father’s hatred is not shared, but what about love? How can she settle her feelings?
Hands covered her belly unconsciously, her child, yes, her child was also fallen by Bai Yuchen! Her child did not carry cold poison, but Bai Yuchen still aborted her child on the grounds that the fetus carried cold poison!
These are all things she can't forget, her father's hatred, her son's hatred, why are these things done by the man who keeps saying that she loves her and that she is a good man?
Is it true that Bai Yuchen recognized who she is as Xia Houjun said, and the purpose of doing so was to torture her and prevent her from getting better?
A drop of tears fell on the calm river water, Bai Yuchen, you are really cruel, but, why, why should such a thing happen to her, she doesn’t want to hurt someone she once vowed to love Man, hurt the man who gave her love and happiness!
It's just that things can't let her choose how to do it. All she knows is that her heart hurts so much that as long as she breathes, it is all with a faint pain!
Snapped……
The jade bracelet Bai Yuchen gave her on her wrist suddenly fell off, stroking her empty wrist, Xiahou Shangle closed her eyes, God's will, maybe this is God's will!
God saw her suffering so much, and he has already made a decision for her. Bai Yuchen will not be her beloved, nor will he be a man who can accompany her to an old man. He is the son of her enemy and she wants revenge. Object!
Biting her lip, Xiahou Shangle's eyes flashed with unexplainable expressions, wiped the tears on her face, and when she returned to the palace, she was not the same she was before. Xiahou Shangle had died of heartache and despair. in!
"Xue Wu, let's go back!"