他对我淡淡一笑<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143769025/12786725/-6975569864179009181.png)'></span>反复了一遍：“明天是我生辰<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143769015/12786725/-8265288206107641763.png)'></span>”哪有人生辰这么哀痛的<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143769010/12786725/3769737369310312221.png)'></span>我满腹猜疑<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143769025/12786725/-6975569864179009181.png)'></span>却又听他说：“也是我母妃的忌辰<span class='character' style='background-image:url(/img/1349143769015/12786725/-8265288206107641763.png)'></span>”