Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

So what if she's gone? Judging from Amire's eager reaction, she must be hoping to have a few children with Li Zhao.

Back then, Li Zhao and Li Heng's mother, Concubine Gao, was framed in the fight for the throne because her maternal family was not as powerful as the former queen's. Concubine Gao was implicated and sent to the cold palace.

Even though Li Zhao was the first child of the late emperor Li Taiming and the crown prince of the Taifeng Dynasty.

In the face of absolute power, the title of crown prince will only become a target.

It is easy to block an open attack, but it is difficult to guard against a hidden arrow. Concubine Gao died from a hidden arrow.

Wen Yuan will eventually return to the modern era, and a child without the protection of his maternal family will have a hard time living in the palace.

There was really no need for this child to be born.

What's more, Li Zhao was not 100% sure that he could ensure the safe and full-term birth of the child.

"Your Majesty, I am tired and want to sleep."

Wen Yuan refused to communicate with Li Zhao and was unwilling to listen to his high-sounding words.

"I'm sorry, this won't happen again." Li Zhao lowered his eyelashes, hiding the complex look in his eyes.

Wen Yuan turned his head to avoid Li Zhao's palm.

The cheek that could be covered by a palm slipped away from the palm, taking with it the warmth between the skin.

Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, and only withdrew his hand after a while.

Wen Yuan closed her eyes. She was really a little sleepy.

It is said that pregnancy is not a love-making ceremony for the mother but a battle for survival between the baby and the mother.

Wen Yuan used to think this idea was a fantasy, but now he inexplicably seems to think it makes sense.

As the fetus grew bigger, her energy and spirit became worse and worse.

After the first three months, when her appetite should have improved, she showed no improvement.

Little guy, he really came to torment her.

Wen Yuan was dreaming again.

In her dream, she returned to the East Palace where the green tiles were covered with snow.

Taking advantage of the midday sun, Wen Yuan washed clothes by the well.

The sun looked bright, but in reality, it was completely cold. The cold wind blew mercilessly on my icy hands, causing them to feel so painful and cold that I almost lost consciousness.

When she was really freezing, she would put her hands to her mouth and blow on some hot air to cool down.

Li Zhao was summoned to the palace by the emperor, and it has been three days, but he has not returned yet.

Wen Yuan couldn't leave the East Palace and couldn't get any information.

She hadn't slept for several nights. If Li Zhao didn't come back, she planned to climb up the East Palace compound at night to find out what was going on.

After hanging the clothes, she wandered around the East Palace looking for branches.

In fact, she had searched for everything she could, but a lot of food had to be burned every day just for heating, and the food in the kitchen was not enough to last through the winter.

She searched every corner but found very little.

Wen Yuan put his hands on his hips in frustration, looking helplessly at the bare branches above his head, thinking that if there was really no other way, he would have to cut down the tree.

So she found an axe, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to climb the tree.

Li Zhao came back at this time.

He didn't look well, his chin was covered with stubble, his shoulders were half hunched, and his tall figure seemed inexplicably shorter.

Wen Yuan threw away the axe and ran to him.

"what happened?"

Li Zhao's eyes were red, and tears were clearly welling up in his eyes, but he tried hard to hold them back.

Wen Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

She hugged Li Zhao and whispered, "Cry if you want to. I'm here for you."

After saying this, Li Zhao buried her head in Wen Yuan's shoulder, letting her tears wet her clothes.

The setting sun hung in the sky, and even its light had turned cold.

Wen Yuan secretly wiped away his tears and looked at the bare pear trees in the yard, thinking that perhaps they would not be able to see the beautiful sight of thousands of pear trees in bloom in the spring of next year.

Concubine Gao's death came suddenly, and Li Taiming gave her the last bit of dignity. After her death, he summoned Li Zhao and Li Heng into the palace to take care of her funeral.

Because she was sent to the cold palace, her funeral was kept simple.

Three days later, Concubine Gao was buried. As she was a criminal, she could not be buried in the imperial mausoleum. Li Heng spent all his money to find a cemetery in the suburbs.

Li Taiming's father-son relationship only goes so far. The crown prince must be deposed, and the fifth prince must go to the border.