As soon as Hua Tuo's words fell, Qi Qing'er and Gao Jingwen glanced at each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But no one continued to ask.

It seems that everyone knows it.

Hua Tuo took Qi Qing'er's pulse, probably because he already knew that Qi Qing'er's blood was scattered before he came, and he was mentally prepared, and there was not much reaction on the surface after taking the pulse.

Only frowning slightly.

But this is such a small signal, Gao Jingwen caught the past, hid her face and sobbed quietly.

There really is no imperial doctor who can take a good look at the poison in Qi Qing'er.

When it was over, Hua Tuo still left a recipe. It is said that Qi Qing'er can only take it after Qi Qing'er starts coughing up blood, that is, after the poison, and its effect is only to relieve Qi Qing'er's pain.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is another three days.

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In the twenty-seventh year of Xuanyuan, the end of winter, the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

In the past, the cold weather would improve after the Chinese New Year. However, this year, the entire capital has been shrouded in a layer of ice.

It seems that if you exhale a breath, you can form ice slag.

On this day, Emperor Gao went to Foshan with the royal family and the powerful people of the court and China to pay tribute.

Princess Pure's Mansion also received a decree about the sacrifice early, and there was even the name of Huanyu in the will.

This made Qi Qing'er incomprehensible.

If she was invited to attend the family banquet of the royal family, it was because she was Gao Jingwen's life-saving benefactor, and she lived with Gao Jingwen, and it was always inappropriate to spend the New Year alone in the mansion, so it was reasonable for Emperor Gao to invite her to have a family banquet with the royal family.

But how could such a major event as a sacrifice allow her to be a commoner.

When Gao Jingwen told her that she would also accompany today's Foshan ceremony, Gao Jingwen had an expression of disbelief on her face.

What's more, it's Qi Qing'er, a person like her who understands royal etiquette.

However, the will is the will, and once it is issued, there is no room for reversal.

On this day, Qi Qing'er was going to go even if she dragged her sick body.

Gao Jingwen can't help anything, or let Qi Qing'er stay in the house, how can it be a big crime to resist the decree for no reason.

She held Qi Qing'er's hand and sighed, "It's all useless to me, knowing that you are unwell, I still can't stop my father's decision." ”

Qi Qing'er smiled, these days, she has gradually accepted the fact that her life is not long. Isn't it just going to Foshan, what's wrong with meeting the Buddha before you die?

"It's okay, it's okay to take advantage of the toxicity before it happens, and it's good to go out for a walk."

In this way, Qi Qing'er changed into a palace dress that met the ritual under the careful care of Zhu Wan, and went out of the palace with Princess Pure and went to the palace.

Foshan is one of the mountains in the north of Jingling City, located in the middle of the mountains, towering into the clouds.

At the foot of the mountain is a very large royal mausoleum, with the mountain as the mausoleum, and the treasure city is Baoding.

On the edge of this mausoleum, there is a temple that has been around for a long time, and it is said that the aura is very strong. Since the time when the ancestor emperor was alive, there was a rule of sending sacrifices at the foot of the Buddha Mountain on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year every year.

On behalf of the people of the world, the Son of Heaven bowed down and bowed, and there was also a saying that the whole country was a common ceremony.

After Emperor Gao ascended the throne, the Foshan ritual has not been interrupted.

When the general was about to pass the hour, Qi Qing'er and Gao Jingwen had already arrived in the palace, waiting for the Ministry of Rites to join the queue in the Wuying Palace.

In the past six days, Qi Qing'er was almost imprisoned in the warm pavilion by Gao Jingwen, and the scope of her daily activities was very small. Coupled with the cold poison in her own body, the strength of her limbs dropped sharply, and she was tired and panting after walking for a while.

Hurriedly found a place to stay in the main hall and sat down.

After a while, all the princes and princesses in the royal family also arrived, as well as those humerus chongchen who could speak in front of Emperor Gao.

Most of them stood outside the Wuying Hall and waited.

Qi Qing'er pressed her hand to her chest, but at this moment, the word King Qi popped up in her mind inexplicably.

Outside the Wuying Palace, there was a crowd of people.

The Ministry of Rites was in full swing arranging the formation, and thousands of guards were standing scattered on both sides waiting for orders.

At this time, a slender man with a silver-gray black silk trim robe hung melodiously from his shoulders. His steps were heavy, but frivolous. The head hangs slightly, and a ribbon of the same color as the robe is tied between the black buns. He put one hand slightly into a fist in front of his abdomen, and when he raised his eyes, he looked like the pride of the sky, and felt like a dust.

Qi Qing'er only glanced at it, and from such a long distance, she still saw all the temperament on his body.

It was as if a light had pierced her eyeballs.

It's just that...... He lost weight.

I haven't seen each other for six days, and these six days can be used to kill a person like this.

Far away, Qi Qing'er clearly saw the black marks under his eyes.

King Qi walked in alone from the gate of the palace and looked in the direction of Wuying Palace. A body inside that didn't hold a single hand immediately caught his eyeballs.

He lowered his head and looked, and then strode in the direction of Qi Qing'er.

"What are you looking at?" Qi Qing'er suddenly had a cool breeze in front of her.

King Xuan didn't know when he rushed in front of Qi Qing'er, shook his silk painting fan at Qi Qing'er, and continued: "Why do you look thin, and your complexion is not very good. Oh...... Jingwen has been closed for the past six days, and how many times have I come to the door has been touched by a gray nose...... Say, is she bullying you? ”

King Xuan probably felt that Gao Jingwen turned him away and bullied him.

Qi Qing'er didn't have much expression on her face, and her eyes only glanced at King Xuan. But he still got up and gave King Xuan a proper salute.

Even if you don't want to pay attention to him, you can't be without rules.

As if he was singing a one-man show, King Xuan continued: "Excuse me, excuse me! Sit down! Jingwen She closed her door to thank the guests, could it be really because you are sick, I see that your face is really not very good. Saying that, he possessed himself, and looked at Qi Qing'er carefully with his slender and graceful eyes.

"Oops! Pain, pain, pain! King Xuan in front of Qi Qing'er suddenly bared his teeth and shouted, and covered his ears with his hands.

Qi Qing'er raised her eyes.

After looking at it, I realized that it was Gao Jingwen who grabbed King Xuan's ear and was pulling it aside.

"I think you're sick! Just take the painting fan on a cold day and fan yourself with it, don't fan it against my sister Yu! Gao Jingwen's face was angry, as if Xuan Wang Shi had slapped her with a fan.

At this time, King Rong appeared out of nowhere.

Seeing Gao Jingwen and King Xuan scuffling together, he hurriedly ran up to persuade him, "Why is it fighting, my father will be here in a while, hurry up and stop it!" ”

As soon as King Rong's words fell, Gao Jingwen and King Xuan stood up straight, faced King Rong, and said in unison: "Who said we were fighting!" ”

The voices of these two people are in unison, and they are only distinguished from high and low tones.

King Rong's round eyes blinked effortlessly, and he swallowed again, but he was finally stunned and didn't say a word.

Qi Qing'er, who was sitting on the side, saw such brothers and sisters, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.

If none of them had been born into the royal family, maybe it would have been even better.

As she thought so, a silver-gray figure suddenly appeared in her afterglow.

It's him, when did he come here?

Qi Qing'er's fingers tightened in her sleeves, since she parted from King Qi's mansion late at night, she had thought about what it would be like to meet King Qi again countless times.

Maybe when she's dying, she won't be seen again.

However, on such a hall, King Qi stood by her side like this, which made her overwhelmed. (To be continued.) )