84 Onset of illness
Qin slowly lay in the crook of his arm very lazily, grabbed a strand of black hair hanging down from him and braided it to play: "Rest when you are tired, the overseer is also a human being, neither steel nor iron, don't be too embarrassed yourself." โ
Yongque was so moved that she was almost in tears, and she could only see such a glutinous softness after drinking, she heard such glutinous words, and the bad amount of alcohol may be someone else's disadvantage, but it is definitely Qin Slow's advantage. That night's fire and thirteen years of time were like a silkworm, spitting out a thick cocoon, wrapping her once innocent and immature, and when she broke out of the cocoon, she became Qin Slow, who is now always cautious and always guarded.
He cupped her face and kissed her: "Slowly it's right, if I have a child after having you, I naturally have to think about you, and I can't fight like this anymore." โ
Qin looked at him drunken and misty, and his fingers scraped over his face: "I'm not ashamed, a eunuch still thinks about children." โ
"......" Yongque's face darkened in an instant, and he was annoyed, how could he not get over this hurdle! He gritted his teeth and twisted her cheeks: "I'm not a eunuch, don't you know best, huh?" The palms of his hands wandered ambiguously around the soft waist, "It seems that you are forgetful, do you want me to remind you physically?" โ
Qin was drunk but not stupid, and when he heard the secret temptation in his words, he put his hands on his eyes and muttered, "I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." โ
Obviously wanted to fool the past, Yongque had the intention not to let her go, his hand reached in from the swallow shirt, and explored up inch by inch through the underwear: "You want to pretend to be asleep when you start the fire?" How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? โ
Qin Slow's heart shook from being rubbed by him, and he softly rejected him: "Don't, don't touch it~"
The delicate tone was crazy, and the moon at this time was close to midsummer, and the beech wood floor was cool and light, and he placed the person on the bamboo mat, and he muttered: "If you don't do it at this time, I'm really not a man." โ
He was obsessed with her, and used almost all his skills to coax her and tempt her, and at first she snorted and chirped in protest twice, and finally she resigned herself to her fate, and lay there obediently, looking bored and resigned to fate. Yongque looked funny and a little aggrieved, after all, this kind of thing has to please each other to come and go to be interested, and shook her unwillingly: "Madam, madam? โ
After a while, Qin slowly let out a faint wheezing sound: "Yongque ......"
The sound was like green smoke on a candle flickering and disappearing, and there was no sound again.
Yongque's heart suddenly fell into vain, she turned her face sharply, and returned to Beijing to raise some meat and finally raise some meat, but at this moment, the face was so white that he was shockingly white, and his heart was as cold as water: "Slowly? Slowly, don't tease me, I don't force you, just slowly? โ
He forcibly endured the uneasiness and called twice, and Qin Slow finally moved, but it made his eyes split. He never thought that so much blood would gush out of such a soft and thin body, he covered her mouth and nose with trembling hands, but the blood gushed out from other holes, but in the blink of an eye, a large splash of blood stained the robes of the two.
"Someone!! Come!!! He screamed heartbreakingly, staggered and wanted to run out to call people, but he was afraid that she would leave him completely if he let go, "Bring me all the people from the Tai Hospital!! One less I'll destroy him all over the house!! โ
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In the nameless mountain palace, Song Weiwen, who was walking alone in the Yongdao, suddenly felt a heartbeat, like a needle piercing in, with sharp pain and trance, he looked back blankly: "Su is not bound?" Still is...... Masters? โ
It was pitch black behind him, and the road ahead was also black with no fingers, and he muttered: "It's so dark that it looks like a netherworld, and lately I have always been walking on the road of people and ghosts, and people have become nervous." โ
Someone in front of him seemed to hear his words, and gradually a light flower slowly floated in mid-air, and the ochre yellow light rippled out, and a curtain of blue water hung quietly in front of him, waiting for someone to open it.
There must be a demon when things go wrong, Song Weiwen secretly said a bad thing, although this tomb is nameless, but in fact it is the character of the Son of Heaven, the dragon's spine is the mountain, the heart is the tomb, and the people who participated in the construction are all the world's famous craftsmen and even monks.
He stood in front of the water curtain and sighed, whether this curtain should be lifted or not? Or is it what kind of flipping method?
Su Bujian in another corridor faced the same problem, and a dark blue water curtain blocked his path. Compared with Song Weiwen's meticulous and suspicious, Su Bubin's approach is much more atmospheric, the long sword is unsheathed, the hilt is swept away, and the sound of ding dong resounded throughout the road with the opening of the water curtain.
He was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched the half-open water curtain, and found that it was a gem far more crystal clear than pearl and jade, and it looked like a water room from a distance.
A soft water light leaked from behind the bead curtain, and Su Bujian took two steps forward to look inside, and was suddenly startled, not knowing what to do.
It was a vast ocean, and a woman in palace dress sat on a reef, half hidden in the water. The light was blurry, and he couldn't see her face clearly, only that it should be a beautiful but not stunning woman. The lights on the coast not far away are like scales, people walk like pearls, and a towering city stands like a mountain. The woman faced him sideways, looking at the city from afar, accompanied by a faint sobbing sound of crystal clear water droplets rolling down, Su Bujian looked at it, it was not tears but pearls......
"Thank you for saying goodbye, and return your tears......"
The fluttering voice came slowly, and the woman slowly turned her head, her eyes were full of tears, and her lips squirmed: "You still came ...... after all"
Su Buxian stood stupidly, only to feel that the overwhelming sadness and joy of reunion when he met those eyes instantly overwhelmed him, the man had tears and did not flick, but he couldn't control the moist eyes, two lines of clear tears fell, opened his arms towards her, and muttered: "I'm here to pick you up." โ
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"You're back!"
Song Weiwen looked at the gorgeously dressed girl dumbly, and said for a while: "Who are you?" โ
Behind his curtain of water was a sunny courtyard, and the girl in the courtyard sat on a stool woven of rattan, with an account book on her lap, and looked up at him with a smile and teased: "Are you stupid, I am a vine." โ
Vine ......
He thought about this name for a long time, and finally remembered that he had a senior sister, and the nickname should be called Slowly, but he waved his hand again and again: "No, you are not my senior sister, my senior sister ......" He looked at the girl and said with difficulty, "Not as good-looking as you." โ
If Qin Slow is a faded landscape painting, then the girl in front of him is the most vivid flower in the freshly polished painting, and she smiled and lost color around her. She frowned and said, "What are you talking about, I've always been so good-looking!" Song Weiwen, you can't be stupid! โ
He was dumbfounded: "You, what do you know my name?" โ
She jumped off the stool with her account book rolled, and walked over with a smile to hold his arm: "Of course I know, I know that you are Song Weiwen, and I know that this is not your real name, and I know ......"
The pair of red lips that seemed to be dyed with cinnabar pursed slightly, shining seductively in the sun: "I also know that you like me." โ
Song Weiwen's mind was blank, he avoided his eyes in embarrassment, but there was an inexplicable hint of joy in his heart, and that joy was uncontrollable as soon as it appeared, and madness filled every corner of his chest.
Yes, he liked his senior sister from the first time he saw her.
He knew the heavy past she carried, and he knew that she would be awakened by nightmares for many nights at the beginning, and sit in a daze all night, silent, without crying or crying.
So much so that every night in Shangqing Mountain, he would carry the lamp to the window to secretly take a look at her, at that time he only felt that she was a very good sister to him, and he wanted to repay the peach, and he usually did not repay her at this time to accompany her to show filial piety. But later, when she stopped having nightmares, he panicked and lost, and then he knew that it was not good.
Time is the easiest medicine to ferment feelings, and the thirteen years of childhood sweethearts in Shangqing Mountain who have been in trouble together, punished together, and dependent on each other for their lives have made him no longer simply see her as a senior sister.
He looked at Qin Slow, who had a bright face, and asked, "Then do you like me?" โ
Qin smiled slowly and stood on tiptoe and leaned to his lips: "What do you say~"
I like it, I really like it......
Song Weiwen sighed inwardly, this road is really a happy road, he slapped his head hard: "Wake up, senior sister is senior sister!" โ
Besides, she will never return to this appearance again, unless......
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In the Yongfu, all the doctors in the Tai Hospital were arrested and returned to the house by Yongque overnight, but fortunately, Huo An, who passed the word, kept a heart and left a few people in the Tai Hospital, otherwise if the emperor or the concubine was sick overnight, he would not even be able to find a person, not to mention that he would have to hurt his muscles and bones if he wanted to lose his head.
Even if there were complaints in his belly, but when he glanced at Yongque, who was like a Shura evil ghost, no one dared to say a word of no, so he took Qin Slow's pulse in turn, and injected again.
Several people gathered together, and for a while, there were broken words.
Yongque clenched his fists and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out one by one, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "What kind of disease is the inner person getting!" Can you tell me?! โ
He was always gentle and elegant in front of people, but now he shouted like a shock, which frightened all the imperial doctors into silence, and finally Liu Yuanju, who often walked around with him, frowned and said: "Overseer, just now I waited for Mrs. to probe the pulse and found that Mrs.'s pulse is very peculiar, one will walk like a drum and another will be slow and smooth, the ups and downs are sharp, it seems to be an emergency, but in fact it should be a sign of loss for a long time. Rong Xia Guan dared to ask, has Madame been seriously injured before? โ
Yongque froze, slowed down his chest and said: "As you said, the insider did encounter an accident many years ago and almost died. โ
"That's it," Liu Yuanju nodded along with several other imperial doctors, twisted his beard and muttered for a moment, "Overseer, can you take a step to speak." โ
Yongque's heart sank suddenly, and after glancing at Qin Wan, who was silent behind the tent, he reluctantly moved his eyes: "Please." โ
As soon as he entered the next room, Yongque immediately made a deep bow to Liu Yuanju: "Don't hide it from Liu Lao, Qin Chuan is my beloved wife, no matter what the situation, I hope you will do your best to save you." โ
Liu Yuan sentenced He to have seen this invincible man begging in such a low voice, and he was immediately startled and hurriedly helped him up and said: "The overseer, you are polite, it wasn't for the overseer to draw a knife to help back then, and the old man died in the case of the former prince." He let out a long sigh and glanced out of the room, "Overseer, the reason why the old man called you out alone is that it is inconvenient to say something in front of others. Madame, in fact, it is not a disease, but a kind of poison. โ
Eighteen mirrors?! These three words popped up in Yongque's mind, and it was obvious that he was completely panicked, otherwise he would have thought that Qin Slow's symptoms were completely different from the previous ones that were heavy with eighteen mirrors, and he said astringently: "Is it ......?"
Liu Yuanju interrupted him and said: "Although the old man is in the palace, he was fortunate to make friends with the medical saint Ren Zhongping when he traveled among the people, and when I studied pharmacology together, I once found a miracle medicine in ancient books that can blindly return to heaven and change my life." โ
"Painting Tang Chun?"
Liu Yuan nodded: "This is the name of the strange medicine." According to the ancient books, this medicine can bring the dead back to life, whether it is the lamp running out of oil or poisoning into the lungs, it can pull her overnight, and since then she has been young and her face has not changed. โ
Yongque was at a loss: "Then why is she still ......" Suddenly he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Is there any other effect?" โ
"If it was really as the ancient books say, this medicine should have been widely spread and used by people a long time ago." Liu Yuan said with a melancholy thought, "The overseer guessed correctly, although this medicine can save people's lives for a while and stop people's faces, but because of the strong nature of the medicine, the price is that this person will have a life span of twenty years at most. In fact, I have studied with Ren Zhongping, and these twenty years may be a lot, with the physique of Mrs., if you really use the painting hall Chun, I am afraid that you will only have a lifespan of fifteen years. โ
Fifteen years......
Yongque's head buzzed, he staggered a step, and held on to the table in time to not collapse.
Thirteen years have passed since the tragedy of the Yun family, and he doesn't dare to go down, he and her have only met and fallen in love for this short time, and he didn't even have time to promise her a white-headed appointment......
Two years, his slow only two years, just thinking about the beating heart in his chest is like tearing, and it hurts to breathe in.
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a long time, he said in a dumb voice: "Since you and the medical saint have studied this medicine quite a lot, can there be a way to detoxify it over the years?" โ
Where is this life-saving medicine, it is clearly a โกโก to drink a donkey to quench thirst!
Liu Yuanju shook his head in shame: "The lower official has a negative governor, and when he saw this medicine, he only thought it was a folklore and failed to pay attention to it. โ
Yongque's heart was like a knife, hating that she didn't even want to come with her when her life was at stake, and she hated herself for being in love and not being able to discover her strangeness in time.
"It seems that we can only go and get the medical saint back," he tried to keep his senses, and slowly said word by word, "In these days, people will have to be judged by the labor court and the doctors to pay more attention." โ
"If there are still people in the world who know more about this medicine, there is no second person except for the medical saint Ren Zhongping," Liu Yuan nodded approvingly, "As for Madame's illness, the overseer can rest assured, it is our duty to save people and cure diseases." It's just that although the onset of this medicine is domineering, as long as it resists it, it will soon recover freely, just like usual. โ
Is it......
After that, Yongque couldn't listen to it anymore, and waited for a group of people to give Qin Slow a prescription and decoction of medicine and send them away, he stood alone in the dormitory, and the doors and windows were opened and he felt a little cold.
As soon as Huo An came in to see this scene, he sighed, and quickly closed the windows one by one, leaving only a half-open ventilation, and looked at Yongque and stepped forward cautiously: "Overseer, the medicine has already been put on the stove." It's not too early, you still have to enter the palace tomorrow to discuss with the Ministry of Rites about the entry of the show girl into the palace, so let's rest for a while. โ
Yongque was still standing there like a log, and said for a while: "Madam, will you wake up?" โ
Huo An was stunned, the appearance of this overseer looked a little stunned, and immediately said, "Of course!" Mrs. Jiren has her own natural appearance, and there are all the doctors to consult and protect her, of course, she will recover soon. He swallowed his saliva and persuaded, "Madame will be sad when she wakes up and sees the Overseer like this, and if you are not sad, you will be angry, so the Overseer, you should have a good rest." โ
"Well, you can go......" Yongque finally took a step inside, "Call Qin Guan and Lu Cun over, and I'll see them later." โ
It is better to take it for a while than to stand for a night, Huo An responded, and walked out of the door with light steps to close the door.
Yongque walked to the bed, and after cleaning up the bloodstains, her appearance was not so terrifying, but her face was still terrifyingly white, and when she touched it lightly, it was as cold as ice.
Imperial Physician Liu said that the effect of painting Tangchun is to put it to death and live later, and when taking medicine and attacking, it is a life of nine deaths, and the more frequent it is, the more frequent it is.
Yongque couldn't imagine that he would have to see such a scene a few times today, and he finally couldn't support it anymore, so he buried his face in his palm: "...... slowly"
If he could, he would rather be the one in bed!
After all, he has done many evils in his life, even if he ends up with a thousand cuts, he deserves it.
But he slowly did something wrong, and in the best of years, he suffered a catastrophe of annihilation, and finally escaped death but only had a short life span of fifteen years.
No wonder, she always talks about being alive, if she hadn't met him, maybe she would have followed her own wishes to wander in her rivers and lakes to run errands and walk, watch the sunset, and wait for the sunrise. For the rest of the time, live the life you want most, instead of following yourself into waves of conspiracies and plots.
There was cold water oozing between his fingers, he didn't think that one day he would cry for a woman, but he didn't think that one day he would love someone so much.
Accompanied her until her breathing gradually stabilized, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, took a deep breath and got up to leave, and when he went out of the room, he ordered left and right: "Guard inside and outside, Madame can't leave people for a while, if there is anything, send someone to report it immediately, no one wants to live if there is a business trip!" โ
Qin Guan and Lu Cun and other cronies have been waiting for him for a long time, and everyone was secretly shocked when they saw him enter the study, how long had they not seen such a Yongque, there was a dull dead silence in the dark eyes, like a ghost and god who came from the night, and a pick of it was tens of thousands of lives.
It's really intimidating.
"You are all confidants who have followed me for many years, I don't want to say anything superfluous, I have already ordered Lu Cun to secretly investigate the Yun family's extermination case thirteen years ago, and today I will explain to you that I want to thoroughly investigate this case." He didn't sit down, he hit the topic directly, and said, "Tonight's turmoil in the West Market, I suspect that this matter is related to the Yun case." He threw down the red velvet flower that had been kneaded in his palm for a long time, "Find me the man who met with Madame tonight." 166 Reading Network