Chapter 8, that kind of hatred, that kind of pain

Bi Qian held the tea cup to my lips and said, "Your Majesty, have some hot tea."

My cousin once told me that a certain event from that year left a deep impression on him. She said slowly, with a hint of sorrow in her expression, "One day, you and your cousin were playing in the back garden when you suddenly heard a scream. You discovered that the scream was coming from your mother's room, so you quietly opened the window to see what was happening. Your father had returned to the South City of Mount Tai at some point, and your cousin and you witnessed your father slap your mother, continuously cursing her as a 'bitch.' You found that the scream was coming from your mother's room, so you quietly opened the window to see what was happening. Your father had returned to the South City of Mount Tai at some point, and your cousin and you witnessed your father slap your mother, continuously cursing her as a 'bitch.' Your mother pleaded for mercy, her mouth bleeding and her cheeks swollen from the blows, while your father continued to hit her, even pushing her to the ground and kicking her in the abdomen. At that time, your mother was six months pregnant.

"Mother has lost too much blood, she cannot be saved." I said in a hoarse voice, tears streaming down my face, my heart aching intensely

I do not know when he began to have romantic feelings for me

At that time, you wanted to stop your father, but your cousin held you tightly, covering your mouth to prevent you from moving, so as not to be discovered by your father. Sun Yu had a look of sorrow, saying, "Your father, filled with resentment, kept kicking your mother's belly until she bled profusely and fainted before he finally stopped. After your father left, your cousin saw you wiping your tears and expressionlessly walked into the room to accompany your mother. Your cousin instructed the servants to summon a doctor to treat your mother. Soon, your mother regained consciousness, but the doctor said that the fetus in her womb had already died, and your mother... After your father left, your cousin saw you wiping your tears and expressionlessly walked into the room to accompany your mother. Your cousin instructed the servants to summon a doctor to treat your mother. Soon, your mother regained consciousness, but the doctor said that the fetus in her womb had already died, and your mother...

I was taken aback; her intended was actually Wang Sima Ying from Chengdu

I..." Sun Yujiao shyly lowered her head, fully displaying the bashfulness of a young woman, "I trouble Sister Rong to persuade His Majesty to issue a decree to grant me a marriage.

What is it? I have long known that when she says these things to me, there must be a purpose behind it

I said coldly: "Sister, I am endlessly grateful for your message."

That spring, my mother took me back from Luoyang to the old residence in the southern city of Mount Tai. In autumn, my cousins Sun Hao and Sun Yu came to visit.

Sun Yu's pale red face no longer bore the earlier look of sorrow, and she sighed, "Sister Rong is in the palace, and my cousin has entered the palace to become a soldier in the Imperial Cavalry, solely to protect sister for a lifetime. Such deep affection, I fear sister Rong will never be able to repay in this lifetime."

Cousin, you are truly foolish

The heart, wrapped in ice and snow, has become numb from the pain

Oh? Does my sister have someone she is interested in? Who is it? I am curious; her standards are sky-high, could there really be a man who catches her eye?

That night, you accompanied your mother, neither eating nor drinking, remaining silent and stubbornly pursing your lips. After the hour of Zi, your mother finally passed away, and you did not shed a single tear. Sun Yu's beautiful eyes glistened with tears, "Cousin knows that you appear strong, yet in reality, you are fragile. He said you are very pitiable, and also that you are very brave. It was from this moment that cousin began to cherish you, vowing to protect you in place of the deceased aunt."

"Chengdu Wang." She glanced at me and then lowered her head.

I have never known that my cousin treats me well, not merely as siblings.

With her hand, I took two sips, allowing her to wipe my tears.

Outside, the weather is bitterly cold, with wind and snow raging fiercely. Inside the palace, the chill is oppressive, and my hands and feet have gone numb from the cold

Sister Rong, you are too polite. I have a matter I would like to trouble you with today

Tears streaming down my face, today, as I listen to her recount the cruel scene from many years ago, I still tremble uncontrollably

She is not wrong; this matter is something I will never forget. That kind of hatred, that kind of pain, will remain etched in my memory for a lifetime