"Grandson?" Yu Qingya murmured, she suddenly smiled, and although she smiled, her eyes shed tears, "So what if he is the emperor's grandson? So what if I gave birth to the only son of King Guangping? Today, It has changed a long time ago!"

"Ya'er, what are you talking about?" Li Shi was dissatisfied, and was afraid that Yu Qingya's emotional agitation would frighten the child, so she quickly hugged the child and coaxed her. Fortunately, although this child was born prematurely and was skinny and weaker than a cat, he didn't cry or make trouble, and was very obedient.

Mrs. Li became more and more satisfied as she looked at her. She lightly cared about the child with her arms, and said to Yu Qingya: "Look, Xiaolang has a tall nose, he looks like the Murong family, and he will look the same in the future. It's good to be like their family. Although the aristocratic family They always despise the Murong family, and satirize the royal family's arrogance and **** every day, regardless of right and wrong, but it cannot be denied that the sons of the Murong family are upright. Regardless of age, everyone is slender and capable of fighting. They favor women like this, and replace them with other men. Their footsteps have long been weak, their kidneys are deficient and swollen, but in their family, everyone is still full of energy, and none of them has become fat and ugly. The family satirizes the royal family, so it is not angry. It is built like this every day, and the country is still as stable as before. "

After hearing Li Shi's words, Yu Qingya's mood gradually stabilized. The parturient was already emotional, but just now she remembered that she had made a wrong step, that a lady from a noble family had ended up in this situation, and it was because of her grief that she burst into tears and laughter. Now after hearing Li Shi's words, she lowered her head to look at her child, and found that he really had a straight nose. Even though he was born prematurely, he was still bigger than ordinary boys. The tears in Yu Qingya's eyes rolled down like beads with a broken thread, and she couldn't control it at all: "Yes, so many people were expecting you to have a miscarriage, but you survived, which shows that my son has great blessings and is destined to be born in the future." To live a hundred years."

"That's right." Mrs. Li wiped away her tears, "If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing."

Yu Qingya exhausted her energy in giving birth, and Li Shi quickly went out with the baby in her arms. Yu Qingya slowly leaned back on the simple bed, and a cold, flat, emotionless mechanical voice sounded in her mind at the right time: "Master, the next road , have you thought it through?"

A sneer crossed Yu Qingya's mouth: "The next way? Do I still have the next way?"

The system was silent for a moment, and said, "Host, with your attitude, our cooperation cannot go on."

"Cooperation?" With tears in Yu Qingya's eyes, she showed a strange expression that seemed half mocking, "Did I call it cooperation with you before? You have squeezed and used me from the very beginning. You lied to me in the first contract." I signed it. You forced me to do a series of things in the Yu family in the form of tasks. If it wasn't for you, how could I have fallen to where I am now? My child was born prematurely, and I almost couldn't keep it. Isn't it all thanks to you? ?”

"Host, please calm down." Until this time, the system's voice was still stern, "You signed it yourself, and once you sign it, you must fulfill all the conditions of the contract. This is the most basic spirit of the contract. As for you Speaking of miscarriage... Host, at the beginning, you agreed to use the physical data of your first child in exchange for sky-high price points and the system's full assistance. Why are you pushing all the consequences to the system now, but swallowing the benefits for yourself? Why don't you mention it?"

Yu Qingya stopped, and then cried and laughed, looking crazy: "Yes, I signed it, my first child..."

Her voice suddenly became cold: "But you only talked about collecting data at the time, but now you have clearly hurt my son!"

"I reminded you when I exchanged it." The voice of the system was cold, "I said a long time ago that although the theoretical technology is very mature, the interstellar birth rate is low, and this technology has not been tested in practice. There are a hundred The success rate of 70% does not mean that it will be successful. There is no medical experiment that can guarantee that nothing will happen. You agreed to expose all the developmental data of the first child to our collection. Risks arise, and the host should have been prepared long ago."

"you!"

Yu Qingya was furious, but the system didn't accept this. It interrupted her without showing any mercy: "Host, you gave up the life and death of your first child when you signed the contract. You even tacitly agreed that he would Miscarriage midway, so as not to be born with any defects. You are emotional now, but because you will only have this one child, and you can't count on the rest. You don't really love him, you are just in the name of love, and I'm just negotiating terms."

Yu Qingya was shocked, and then her whole body trembled: "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Host, you know, this is the truth."

Yu Qingya couldn't pretend anymore, and she burst into tears. At that time, she was blindfolded by the generous benefits given by the system, thinking about fame, money, and benefits. She naively thought that she would have many children in the future anyway, and sacrificed the first child to create a noble family for the remaining few. This is what is really good for the children. Wealth and wealth are in danger, and the boss should take care of his younger siblings, so if she does this, the boss must be willing.

Yu Qingya wept bitterly, retribution, this is all retribution. She had such dirty and selfish thoughts, so God was taking revenge on her, letting her know the news of King Quang Binh's death as soon as she was pregnant, and letting her have only one child in her life. After Yu Qingya knew that King Guangping Zhongji had been captured, she was shocked. Is King Guangping dead? How could King Guangping die? He had clearly obtained information about King Langya's use of troops, so how could he be captured instead?

Yu Qingya didn't dare to admit that King Guangping's death and the emperor's downfall so quickly were all because of her. She provided wrong information, causing Quang Binh King to fall into the opponent's trap. What's more, her information is not wrong, she has become a part of the calculation early in the morning.

Yu Qingya didn't want to think about it, her only hope was the child in her stomach. Like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, she tried her best to use all kinds of medicines on her body, just to keep this fetus. And these are all her own sins.

Even so, the baby was born prematurely. She was born prematurely, and even the system said that she might not survive, but Yu Qingya insisted on giving birth to the child safely. As a result, Yu Qingya's body collapsed badly, and in just one year, her decline was complete.

Yu Qingya's eyes were empty, she leaned on the bed lifeless, like a dead person. Yu Qingya asked, "What day is today?"

"According to the calendar of this era, today is the third year of Guangxi, the fourteenth day of the eleventh lunar month in the old calendar."

"It's November." Yu Qingya murmured in a low voice, not sure if she was talking to herself or someone, "So it's already been a month. She really married King Langya. That day, there were fireworks all over the city." , even me, a poor man, knows it. Hahaha, the plot, indeed, the development of the plot is irresistible..."

The system is silent. Although it is bound to Yu Qingya's interests, it is not affected by emotions. It only analyzes the pros and cons coldly, so the system's views are different from Yu Qingya's. In the beginning, in order to arouse Yu Qingya's resentment, the system said that she was the female supporting role, and Empress Mingxi was the heroine. All the injustices Yu Qingya encountered were due to the female supporting role's fate. In fact, where there is a heroine in the world, life is life, and there is no plot setting. Whether a person lives a good or bad life depends only on himself, and has nothing to do with the protagonist and supporting roles.

If you feel that you are the protagonist, everything will be smooth sailing, and you will survive everything. If you feel that you are a supporting role, you will naturally blame others and suffer injustice all day long.

Yu Qingya's so-called irresistible development of the plot is just to excuse herself. It's certainly easier to hold a grudge against someone than to admit failure.

Yu Qingya woke up from her self-pity and found that the system hadn't spoken for a long time. Yu Qingya laughed at herself, and even the system became more and more silent. The relationship between her and the system is almost over.

Yu Qingya realized more and more clearly that the system was going to give up on her. It's no wonder that after investing so many resources, she repeatedly made wrong bets. If it was her, she would not have the patience to wait any longer, let alone the people behind the system had other plans.

Yu Qingya laughed at herself, and the system's voice suddenly sounded in her head: "Host, have you thought about the question just now?"

"What?"

"future."

Yu Qingjia sent Bai Rong and the others away, and she sat on the couch, cutting the window grilles silently and slowly. She is dexterous and patient. In her hands, the bright red paper quickly becomes delicate window paper.

The greetings from the servants came from outside, and Yu Qingjia didn't even bother to turn her head back. Sure enough, a footstep stopped behind her, looked at it for a while, and said with a smile: "Whatever trick you want, just ask the servants to handle it." , hold the scissors for a long time, be careful of hand pain."

Yu Qingjia put the scissors on the table with a bang, stood up and looked at Murong Yan seriously: "You already know?"

Murong Yan took Yu Qingjia's hand and looked carefully, and found that the inside of her thumb was still red. He frowned: "You are red here, does it hurt?"

"General Zhao, he..."

Murong Yan took the ointment from the side, and silently applied the ointment to Yu Qingjia. The ointment was cool on the hands. From this angle, Murong Yan's brows were downcast, quiet and harmless, beautiful like a fairy and a demon. Yu Qingjia looked at him, and his anger dissipated immediately: "What do you mean?"

"As long as it is what you say, I will agree to you." Murong Yan finished applying the medicine, put down the ointment, looked up at Yu Qingjia and smiled softly, "But, I really don't like you mentioning other men."

Sure enough, he couldn't hide anything in the mansion from him, and it didn't take long for the conversation between her and Bai Rong to reach Murong Yan's ears verbatim. Yu Qingjia sighed, but there was a sense of peace in her heart. Now that he has heard it all, Yu Qingjia has nothing to worry about, so he just took advantage of today to start talking: "Fox, what are you thinking? We are married and we will be together for the rest of our lives. If the husband and wife don't even have this bit of trust , so what about sharing joys and sorrows and growing old hand in hand?"

Regardless of the ointment in her hand, Yu Qingjia held Murong Yan's hand with both hands, and looked at him with fixed eyes: "You have to trust me. Since I promised to marry you, I will not leave. I met you when I was fourteen years old. It has been three years now. We have experienced many ups and downs between us. If I wanted to leave, I would have left long ago. Why did I wait until now? That’s it, can’t you trust me? "

Murong Yan moved his fingers, and almost subconsciously, he trapped Yu Qingjia's hand in the palm of his hand. In his world, there are only strong and weak, possession and destruction. Go for what you like, the more you like it, the more you should hold it firmly in your palm. He is used to having everything in his hands and relying on this simple and crude subordination relationship, but he never thought that the things he likes will stay on his own initiative.

How is this possible? Murong Yan thought, she is so weak, so delicate, she would break if touched, if she held his hand, wouldn't it be easy to shake it off?

That dream had tortured him enough, and he didn't want to suffer this kind of pain in his own world.

Yu Qingjia felt that the strength on her fingers was gradually increasing, she sighed silently, Murong Yan was originally a suspicious and paranoid character, not to mention seeing the dream of the second world, the paranoia may be even more serious. Yu Qingjia was about to say something when a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the room: "Your Highness."

The other party's voice was cold and tense, and he knew that something serious had happened.

Murong Yan's expression turned as cold as ice, he glanced at Yu Qingjia, got up and walked outside.

Yu Qingjia also stood up, and not long after, she heard the whole story from Bai Rong.

"Princess, the spies have come to report that the side concubine of Guangping Wang gave birth prematurely, and just gave birth to a baby boy."