She held back the pain in her chest and the trembling of her limbs, and subconsciously wanted to say something in response to Snow Dance. The latter slapped his head and stuck out his tongue www.biquge.info, "The medicine is going to be cold, I almost forgot." ”

Then he turned around and went to bring the medicine on the table to Gillian, Gillian was a little dazed, but she didn't turn a corner in her mind for a while, and she didn't realize that something was wrong.

Xue Wu only took the spoon and fed her when she was uncomfortable.

After Gillian drank the medicine, the powerlessness of drowning gradually eased. But people are still tired and panicked, as if they have walked for a day and a night without rest.

Gillian has a sense of unrealness in a trance when she sees everything, such as floating in the clouds.

Xue Wu's face will be herself, and then it will be Queen Chen, whose eyebrows and eyes are cold.

In confusion, Gillian seemed to listen to the soft and tactful voice asking her again.

Suddenly, Gillian's face turned pale.

"Master, what's so uncomfortable?" Xue Wu suddenly became worried, Gillian didn't speak, just pointed to the warm water on the stove with one hand.

Xue Wu got up and handed her a cup of warm water. Seeing that she drank it in a big gulp, she had some vitality and was not so sick. I was relieved in my heart, but I thought that she had just woken up and couldn't help but persuade: "Master, slow down, you have been sick for so long." Don't be in a hurry, I'll bring you some warm porridge in the evening. ”

Sick? Still a long time?

Gillian's consciousness gradually cleared up, and the residual bitter taste of Chinese medicine in her mouth reminded her that she had just drunk a bowl of medicine.

It turned out that it was not a dream, it was a sickness.

The warm early summer sun was scattered like gold on the floor, speckled with speckled spots.

The white jade bottle near the window is inserted with a handful of warm peonies, which are graceful and warm.

The weather is good, and it feels like a luxury and a waste to lie on the couch.

"How long have I been sick?" Gillian heard her own hoarse voice, cold and cold.

"It's been almost a month, and Zhang Boda and I are terrified. The doctors and workers they found said that you were not sick......"

Xue Wu said very scaredly, but Gillian didn't have time to listen to her, she couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Fortunately, this time, he was just asleep and did not dream.

When she woke up again, it was late at night. Xue Wu saw her wake up, helped her to sit up, and brought another bowl of soup and medicine.

Gillian didn't want to drink it, she didn't use her illness.

Xue Wu didn't force it, "Doctor Bian also said that you are fine, and if you don't want to drink it, we won't drink it." Wait until tomorrow to invite a medical worker to take a look, and then I won't boil the medicine. ”

Gillian then remembered that before falling asleep, Xue Wu said that she had been sick for almost a month, and she couldn't sit still!

One month, isn't that the dust has settled on the second war between Han and Hungary?

Did Wei Qing win?

Has history changed because of her arrival?

What about Li Guang?

How is Li Guang?

She knew that Li Guang had not been going well in the war against the Xiongnu during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and finally committed suicide to apologize.

"Has Li Guang returned to the city?"

Xue Wu was a little strange, she woke up and remembered to ask Li Guang, but she didn't hesitate.

"General Li was surrounded by heavy Xiongnu troops a few days ago, was wounded and returned, and will return to Chang'an in the near future."

Sure enough,

Gillian didn't have much surprise in her heart, but sighed regretfully and didn't ask again.

Why Li Guang has been defeated repeatedly, she has not studied the reason. I just thought that this was a generation of famous generals, and I had once guarded in Weiyang Palace, and I had seen his demeanor with my own eyes, and I couldn't help but feel that it was a pity.

But what can she do?

She couldn't do anything, and the knowledge she had learned in modern times was useless here.

It's not that she doesn't know the fate of Empress Chen, but isn't she still living such a failure in this life?

Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but darken.

The stuffy breath she pressed on her chest couldn't get out.

Xue Wu answered, and went to wash up and lay down.

This night, perhaps because she was less tired, she dreamed again.

It's just that he can't see anything in a drowsy mood, but he always haunts the sad voice of Queen Chen.

"Why? Why? Why? ”

Empress Chen still asked her vigorously and insisted.

Gillian felt so sad that she couldn't help but want to respond to her. But he was pressed like a nightmare, unable to move, let alone speak.

Empress Chen's voice became more and more gentle, as if she was afraid of angering her.

Slowly, she fell silent.

After a long time, he asked one last time in a low voice.

"Why?"

The desperation in this voice hit the softest place in Gillian's heart.

Her tears poured out, and she couldn't stop it.

She woke up crying, cold tears soaking the pillow.

Fortunately, it didn't wake up Xue Wu, and Gillian breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person fell into deeper numbness, and she unconsciously reached for the small silk book hidden in her arms.

But before she could touch it, she withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

I felt uneasy, as if I had done something unseemly.

She was still afraid, she was afraid that what was written in it was something she couldn't face, something she couldn't accept. 、

After living for two lifetimes, it was the first time she found herself so cowardly and timid.

Gillian looked at the top of the tent and couldn't sleep for a long time.

But is that all?

Just let fate fool you so much? Just let Yu'er die in vain?

He did nothing wrong, so why should he bear such consequences?

The anger in Gillian's heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed, even after many years, she still felt heartache. Her heart tightened, and her hand reached for the silk book again. This time, although her hands trembled a little, she did not flinch.

It may be a dozen tonight, and the moon is already round and big.

A clear and bright light sprinkled faintly in the room, and she sat up slowly, opening the silk book by the thin light.

Maybe it's providence, Snow Dance hasn't woken up.

Gillian sighed secretly in her heart and looked at the silk book.

There were only a few words written on the small silk book, but it made her feel a chill in her heart at a glance. This chill spread from the five internal organs to the back and then spread to the whole body.

Gillian read it many times, and every word on it suddenly didn't look like a word.

She wiped her face, smiled wryly, and finally rolled up the silk book slowly little by little.

What is written in the silk book is: You are her, she is you.

So that's true, it's really ......

Gillian choked in her throat, choking her heart.

Some slightly hot tears slipped across her face, and she realized that she was crying, and she was crying very much.

After crying, I couldn't help but shiver a little, like a thinly dressed person walking at night in the cold wind.

Snow Dance still hasn't woken up, which is already a little strange.

But she couldn't think about it anymore, because she clearly saw Empress Chen sitting on the side of the table in front of the couch, and turned around and smiled.

Such a sad laugh.

This is the second time she has come to see Gillian, and the first time she smiled a little disappointed but relieved.

At that time, she told Gillian not to open the silk book, and she said that it would be fine now.

So why did she ask her after this?

"You finally know that I am you, you are me. We were the same person......"

Empress Chen got up slowly and said softly.

Gillian's tears slipped again, and she watched the cold and arrogant figure walk in step by step, melting into her body, silently.

It seemed like something more, and she knew that something was slowly resurrecting and waking up. (To be continued.) )