The villain of Quick Transmigration was washed white by accident

Chapter 188 I live in the head of the Yangtze River 11
"Everyone will like the king, the king is so heroic."

What a pleasant word, but it has completely removed itself.

He touched her belly without saying a word.

With him under his protection, she became pregnant in October, and the child was born. It was a son, but she didn't know if it was because she drank a lot of alcohol when she didn't know that the child existed. The child was extremely weak.

And, even though she was pregnant in October, she didn't have much patience with the child. In detail, it was the maid who spent more time with the child.

On the contrary, Fu Chai saw him more.

"You don't like him," he asked.

She nodded.

He doesn't ask.

She didn't say anything, after all, she didn't have any sincerity for the child.

Who told this child to come at the wrong time, not every parent loves their children that much.

Probably because of his poor health, this child is particularly precocious. He often sits quietly by the window, neither crying nor making noise. They say he doesn't look like a child of his age.

There were some rumors in the palace, all saying that he was some mountain spirit and wild monster who came here to repay his favor or seek revenge.

Zheng Dan never took it seriously, but he was not close to him either.

One afternoon, with no one around, he sat by the window and watched the flowers bloom.

Zheng Dan looked at him intently, as if in a daze.

He turned his head abruptly and said, "Mother, don't you want to hug me?"

"Why should I hug you?"

They are really not like two mothers and sons.

The child said: "I want my mother to hug me."

She looked at the child's pitiful appearance, and felt sorry for her own son, so she hugged him just now.

The child said, "I have no regrets."

The appearance of such a small adult makes people feel more pity, and Zheng Dan can't help but say a few more words to him.

She reprimanded slightly: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? You are only a man, so you don't regret what you say."

"Mother, I know. Who knows better than me whether I am in good health."

When he said this, Zheng Dan also felt a little guilty. She hadn't taken care of this child properly.

She said softly, "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know. I thought about it. In this world, I can go anywhere. I can't go anywhere. Now I just want to stay with my mother for a while."

"Okay, mother will accompany you." Zheng Dan was surprised that such a cold-hearted self would have such a day. Probably, no matter how heartless a person is, he has such a double love for his child.

Zheng Dan did what he said, and he took him with him no matter where he went, but his health became worse and worse, and it was difficult for him to even move. , but to hang his life.

Fucha invited the best doctor in the world for him to no avail.

Some diseases were always difficult to cure in that era.

A dull person like Zheng Dan complained in private: "My lord, for a person like you, there are some things in this world that can't be kept."

What Fucha could say, he couldn't say anything, and finally just left with a frown.

The child was very well-behaved, and asked: "Mother, don't be angry because of me and my father, it's because my life is unlucky and I won't live long."

Zheng Dan stroked his hair, feeling a little regretful, he was a good boy, but she understood it too late.

She hugged his head and said: "A Ning'er, if there is an afterlife, you must never be my child again, I am not a good mother."

"No, mother is very good, very good, my fate is unlucky, mother, can you promise me something?"

His eyes were dark and bright, not like a sick child at all.

She asked: "What, no matter what you say, I will promise you."

"Mother, if you come to another life, will you still be my mother?"

Before she knew it, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said: "Okay, Aning'er, if there is an afterlife, if you are my son, I will definitely treat you well."

He begged her: "Mother, please choose a name for me, so that you can find me in the next life."

"Excuse me."

"it is good."

She patted his head.

My boy, I just want you to forgive yourself for everything.

It's not your fault that you can't stay with your mother.

The warmth you never got in your life only appeared in a short moment in your life, and it's not your fault, it's because of your mother. It's because your mother has been too indifferent in her life, and she didn't have time to like you and love you, so you have to leave up.

Forgive me in the next life, if you are still mother's child in the next life, mother will treat you very well.

"Mom, I miss you."

She was willing to part with him, but in her heart, there were two points of disappointment.

She hugged him, patted his back, and hummed a song. She couldn't hear the sound clearly, but it was Wu Nong's soft words, which were particularly intoxicating.

He fell into a deep sleep and would never wake up.

Her voice became softer and softer, and finally disappeared. She put her hand on his nose, and she was out of breath. She sat blankly for a while, and then said: "Please Your Majesty, please doctor."

Fucha is here.

The doctor is also here.

There is no use other than to confirm the departure of forgiveness.

Husband sent people to bury him, busy, the whole palace was full of mourning, only Zheng Dan, his face was calm, as if the dead was not her child, but an insignificant person.

Fucha looked at her, she had been silent for a long time, he said, "Cry if you want to, don't hold yourself back."

Zheng Dan was very surprised, and asked back: "Why should I cry?"

"He went."

"He didn't suffer at all when he died. He suffered while alive, so it's fine if he dies now." She said the word death easily, but the pain in her eyes was very obvious.

Fucha just hugged her.

The two of them are people who are not good at expressing their feelings, so such an intimate contact is extraordinarily tender.

She asked, "Your Majesty, do you know how old he is?"

"Seven years old."

"Yes, this child's life is too thin to keep."

"how about you."

"Whether you can keep it or not, who knows."

Later, Zheng Dan understood what he meant. He was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, but she didn't.

He doesn't understand her, she doesn't blame him.

We shouldn't force a person to understand another person and do what you want.

It is now 485 B.C., and the dead child could not keep Fu Chai from dominating the hegemony, so he once again made a northern expedition to Qi.

I don't know what crime Qi Guo suffered.

A few days later, Goujian led the officials of the Yue Kingdom to pay homage to Fu Chai, and offered generous tributes. Fu Chai was overjoyed.

A banquet was held that night.

Shi Yiguang and Zheng Dan were impressively on the list. They were high above them, watching the man who was always lonely surrender with lowered eyebrows, and what they said was completely believable, but both of them knew it.

What Gou Jian said was absolutely insincere.

He had seen them one by one, and his gaze was extremely short on Shi Yiguang.

If it weren't for the ghost in my heart, why did I come to this.

(End of this chapter)