Madam Gu felt as if her heart had been whipped hard by a whip. It was painful, numb, and stuffy.
Madam Gu lowered her eyes and hunched over to cover her left chest. She grabbed it slightly hard and felt her heart throbbing even more.
"Madam, are you alright?" Granny Li asked with concern. She raised her hand to stroke her back, but Madam Gu did not hear her.
One moment, she was thinking about Gu Yuan, the next moment, she was thinking about Gu Ce, who had died young. The next moment, she overlapped these two figures with another elegant figure.
First, it was Gu Ce, then Gu Yuan.
She originally thought that even if Gu Yuan insisted on abandoning literature and entering the military camp, he would probably only stop at being a soldier. How could the king tolerate a son who represented humiliation?
