Shattered Glass

There was a lot of snow outside the house, and a thin or thick layer fell on the head and body of everyone who entered the room. Large charcoal basins were burned at the four corners of the outbuilding, preventing the chill from coming in and out. Fearing that the inner room would be too dry, the small small stoves all boiled with water, making a small gurgling sound of boiling.

Mei Li was covered with a thick quilt, and she was still sweaty in the heat in her single clothes, but she did not dare to remove the charcoal basin for fear that the baby beside her would be cold.

He was too young, and Mei Li almost dared not hug him. It has been three days since she was born, and no one would persuade her to let the child out of her sight. She was afraid that this weak little life would be secretly annihilated in a place she could not care about. In any case, she must be by the side of the child!

She is weak, but still insists on feeding the child herself. When the little baby is snuggling in her arms and sucking, she feels that her life is being injected into his life, and she is extremely satisfied and relieved.

In order to have plenty of milk, she drank all kinds of horrible soup medicine without complaining. As long as she told her that it was good for the child and beneficial to the milk, she would take it without blinking.

The old ancestor also personally selected two healthy nursing mothers for the baby, and Duoduo dispatched an experienced mother. Aunt Yu'an stayed with the mother and child most of the day. The imperial physician also took turns on duty outside. Even if there is nothing wrong, check and cherish premature babies every day.

When the full moon was approaching, under the careful feeding and care of the nursing mother and mother, the baby had faded from jaundice, wrinkled skin became white and soft, his small face rounded up, and his thin arms and legs gradually became plump like little lotus roots. When the imperial doctor happily told Mei Li that the little baby passed the most dangerous period smoothly, Mei Li was so excited that she cried bitterly.

Because she was afraid of something wrong with her child, she made all the efforts, and the small body lying in her arms actually gave her the strength to survive the grief of losing Chengyi and Yonghe. The fragile and tender child seems to be relying on her all the time, only she knows how much she depends on this child! Lying in Xiaojin's quilt, the little baby who is very different from what she was just born... is already all of her life!

From the moment she saw him...as long as she could, she was willing to exchange all of her for his life and his happiness.

There was no sign of Jing Xuan's return, and there was no general sound at the door. When the curtain was lifted, people came in.

Mei Li was holding the baby who had just fallen asleep and patted. He stood outside and looked at her blankly. For a moment, she just looked back blankly.

The three or two grandmothers were still waiting in the house, eagerly congratulating Prince Qing, nagging him to get close to Mei Li, who was still in confinement, and to hold the child who had not yet reached the full moon.

"You all go down!" Jing Xuan's indifference wiped out the smiles of the mothers. They looked at each other suspiciously, and he gave birth to a big fat boy. Although he was born prematurely, the child was strong and full-term. And his child is not necessarily so healthy and cute... How come this expression? !

"Go down!" He exaggerated, and everyone in the room ran away with a pale face.

Mei Li was also frightened, holding the child tightly in her arms like a mother beast guarding a cub, showing a guarded and fierce look at him, as long as he dared to hurt the child, she would fight him hard!

Jing Xuan was severely stabbed by this look. He came back, came back from the edge of death from the battlefield, she saw him with such an expression and eyes!

He didn't want to look at her anymore, his eyes slid coldly to the child in her arms... Before the hard battle, in the ears of wailing and wailing, in the cold days and nights, he always had a ray of hope-the child is his.

He was so suspicious that he didn't want to order her to kill the child. Although he had said cruel words, he was really afraid. If the child was conceived by him and Miri together, his cruel decision would push her and him. Into an unrecoverable situation.

He would rather take a bet...even though he still lost.

"Don't guard me." His tone was extremely cold, and the arc on the corner of his mouth was also cruel and cruel, "Yong Hyuk is dead, just take it as my compensation to him, I will let this child survive."

Mei Li was trembling all over. She had never dared to think about the scene when he saw this child. He would say many hurtful things. At this moment, he still broke her heart with a single sentence.

He... Sure enough, he didn't recognize this kid!

"Yes! You owe Yonghe!" She cried out out of control, she didn't want to explain! Can she believe him by explaining it? From the day she didn't fall into the red, suspicion had taken root in his heart! Not to mention that the child was born prematurely, he would still be suspicious for a lifetime! "You owe him!" She trembled so badly, and the child moved uncomfortably, "You killed him!" She recognized how he hurt her, but she was unfair for Yonghe and hated him for Yonghe! Hate him for Young Hyuk's parents!

Jing Xuan's face turned pale, she uncovered the scar in his heart, more cruel and **** than others!

He... didn't expect Yonghe to die in Mongolia.

When he saw the bodies of Chengyi and Yonghe, his pain and guilt were heavier than anyone else. He even... was terrified.

Yong Hyuk is dead, Mei Li...will deeply hate him forever!

I really saw her resentful eyes, and listened to her harshly asking-he still couldn't stand it!

She hates him, but she has thought about it, he also lost his best brother, and he also bears a knot that cannot be repaid in his life!

He didn't ask her to comfort him softly, at least she stayed away from him from thousands of miles away, just came back from the dead mountain and blood sea and looked at him with such eyes! The first thing he did when he came back... was to see her! He missed her!

He missed her when it was cold, and when he was hurt and painful, he missed her, marching, fighting in blood, ambushing and raiding... He missed her all the time! He always told himself that he couldn't die. She was waiting for him at home. She was weak, weak and helpless. She succumbed to Suying's identity. He died. What should she do?

He wanted to write to her a lot, but it was really difficult to write. The first letter, the second letter... She doesn't reply! He was angry, he hated it, but he was still afraid of her thinking! She finally gave him a family letter with a few words. He was so happy that he jumped on his horse and ran around the camp wildly. He was so excited that he even despised himself! He is the aloof Qing prince, but because of the phrase "everything is well", he is as happy as the boy who received the first love letter!

He had known about her pregnancy a long time ago, and he didn't admit that he was silently waiting for her letter to announce her good news...All he had waited was Suying's.

When the weather turned cold, he waited for the thick clothes Suying brought; in the cold winter, he waited for Suying's meticulously sewn bedding; when he was injured, Suying traveled far and wide to bring tonic medicine, he doubted Meili. Knowing that he was hurt, her heart... no longer reconciled, he gradually admitted that her heart was no longer on him.

Just as he didn't love her who was ignorant and reckless back then, she didn't love him who was merciless to her again and again.

Even so... he still doesn't give up!

Yonghe's death, the look she looked at him, the way she guarded the child... let him finally understand that he made a mistake and hurt everyone's mistakes.

The indifference that he turned around, his dark eyes that never looked at the child and her again... made her heart like a powder blown away by the cold winter wind, leaving nothing!

She knew that her resentment was unreasonable. Although she knew that she didn't explain the misunderstanding and allowed it to deepen and was irrational, she still couldn't forgive him for refusing to hug her child!

He no longer admits that this is also his child!

She loves the child who is the most precious treasure in the world and is so left out of him, she is so angry!

When the hollow despair and helplessness hit her again, she could only hold the child tightly and put her face on the baby who was trying to breathe... She didn't know what to do!

The questions that fate gave her were getting harder and harder. She was only eighteen years old. She... didn't even have anyone to discuss!

Tears fell on the child's quilt... She is completely at a loss except for loving the child!

Brother Chengyi, Yonghe, Jingxuan, Yonghe's parents, herself... she was in awe!

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