Yuan Zifang gently pushed the door in from the outside, and when he saw Qingyun kneeling on the bed, he walked over with lighter steps.

The man on the hospital bed was skinny, but he could not hide the scorching demeanor, and lay there quietly, as if he was asleep.

Yuan Zifang saw this scene, and his anxious heart finally calmed down.

He turned his head and asked Qingyun in a low voice, "How's the situation?" ”

Qingyun raised his head, his eyes were blue and black, and he obviously hadn't rested for a long time. He shook his head slightly, "I haven't woken up, the doctor has come to see it, and said that the pulse is a little bad, and it's hard to say whether you can wake up." ”

"No, it won't." Yuan Zifang seemed to be refuting him, more like convincing himself, and repeated, "No." ”

Then both of them couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the man lying on the bed.

Over the years, he has become thinner and thinner. The temperament has gradually changed from mildness to coldness when he was young, which seems thin, but it is not daring to offend. It's just that at this moment, the eyes that are too clear are closed, and lying on the bed is becoming more and more quiet, which also makes people feel uneasy.

For the entire Fuwang Mansion, this man is a pillar of existence.

His sick and weak body dragged him down, but he was still able to hide behind the scenes, calmly and strategically. Over the years, the stability of King Fu's Mansion and the development of Dachu have all depended on him maneuvering behind his back. No one knows how much effort he has expended, and finally day by day, he has become what he is now.

Yuan Zifang put down the box in his hand, "New ginseng, don't save it, let people pass on the word if it's gone." ”

"Yes." Qingyun responded, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes. Yuan Ziqing's life is hanging to this day with these good medicinal materials. But even if it is a divine elixir, it can't save your life. His life was almost at the end of his life, and no amount of good medicinal herbs was useless.

Now even the doctor doesn't come anymore.

Yuan Zifang was silent for a while, only to feel that the atmosphere in the room was becoming more and more depressing, making him uncomfortable all over his body. After a while, he finally said, "I'll go back first, and I'll send someone to inform me if there is news." ”

Qingyun nodded, and didn't get up to see him off. Yuan Zifang didn't care, went out by himself, turned around and carefully closed the door, and then exhaled softly.

Just a gust of wind passed, blowing a large sea of bamboo around the small courtyard, making a rustling sound. The yard was empty, and there was not a single superfluous person. Yuan Zifang suddenly felt that this place was too quiet, and it made people can't help but feel chills on their bodies.

Coming out of the Hidden Bamboo Garden, Zhou Yingyue was waiting for him in a small pavilion not far away, and when she saw someone, she hurriedly greeted him, with a little worry on her face, and asked, "How is the situation?" ”

Yuan Zifang shook his head and didn't speak, but Zhou Yingyue already understood.

"There's no news over there." Zhou Yingyue frowned, "I don't know if that divine doctor is still alive." ”

After learning about the existence of the Qu Divine Doctor from Master Cihui, the Fu Wangfu never gave up searching. In the past two years, Yuan Ziqing's health has deteriorated, and the people sent out have been one after another, but unfortunately there is no result in the end.

The husband and wife looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

Fighting for one's life with the sky is just doing one's best. Both of them knew in their hearts that Yuan Ziqing might not be able to survive this pass, but they were unwilling to think deeply, let alone say this thought.

It seems that if you don't say it, you won't have zài.

……

Yuan Ziqing had a dream.

That must have been many, many years ago.

At that time, Yingyue hadn't even entered the door, and her mother held a flower-viewing banquet at home - in fact, everyone knew that it was to pick a good family business for Zifang.

He was so irritated that day that he could not sit still anyway, so he went out into the garden and sat down in a hidden corner. He could see his surroundings clearly, but no one else could see him in any way.

This is the place where Yuan Ziqing stumbled upon, sometimes his mind floats, so he will come here to sit, calm down, and then go back.

The Hidden Bamboo Garden is already in the depths of the Fuwangfu Garden, the place is a little remote, and it is extremely quiet on weekdays, and almost no one will come. But on this day, Yuan Ziqing met outsiders here.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, with a little curiosity and panic, walked all the way through the flowers and willows, and walked over with messy steps.

It's like getting lost.

At this time, she also understood that she was in the wrong place, so she stopped not far from Yuan Ziqing, wandering around anxiously, but she couldn't decide which way to go.

Yuan Ziqing looked at her fixedly, or rather the breath of a young girl on her body, lively and healthy. There are two very different people from him. A pair of starry eyes dotted on his face, worried and scared, but also a little curious about this place.

Yuan Ziqing couldn't help but glance at it again and again, and finally walked out with his feet raised when he couldn't help but want to leave. At that moment, he felt that he might be a little out of control.

The girl was very clever and quickly guessed his identity, and then looked at him with a little restraint and curiosity.

Later, Yuan Ziqing kept thinking, what did she think of herself in her heart at that time?

He hadn't asked this question before, and he wouldn't have the chance to ask it again.

At that time, he silently sent the girl back, watching her walk step by step towards the noisy and lively banquet place, and his heart suddenly felt a slight pain.

It's a very slight feeling, and if it is placed on others, it may be ignored. But Yuan Ziqing is different, he is very nervous if he doesn't react to his body at all, because this body is too fragile.

I just flipped through it, but I didn't understand what was going on, but I deeply imprinted the appearance of that person in my mind.

Occasionally, when I am in a trance, I will think of such a person.

However, not long after, Yuan Ziqing couldn't calm down. Because the mother called their brothers and asked them to sit behind the screen, and then invited the ladies she liked to come over to greet them, and they must choose their favorite candidates.

She's one of them.

Princess Fu talked about her life experience, and sighed with emotion, "Speaking of which, I was quite close to her mother back then. It's really pitiful to see her like this now. ”

The girl who lost her sorrow, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, lived in a relative's house.

No matter which one of them, Yuan Ziqing can't turn a deaf ear. It's just that when I think about myself again, I don't have any thoughts.

She has worked hard enough, she deserves a wonderful person, who loves her, spoils her, protects her, and gives her the best of her best. And that person is by no means himself.

So I had to leave this man out with all my might.

When Princess Fu asked him what he meant, Yuan Ziqing said without hesitation, "I'm like this, I don't have to delay others." Mother doesn't have to worry about me. ”

He spoke calmly and indifferently, as if he were talking about someone else's business. Princess Fu was distressed and sad, but she didn't know how to open her mouth to comfort him, so she had to put this matter aside for the time being.

However, he was always unwilling to give up, and often took these girls into the house to play, and pushed him and Yuan Zifang out.

Almost everyone's eyes were on Yuan Zifang, and Yuan Ziqing always stood quietly aside. Occasionally, I didn't glance at it, only to realize that she was just sitting quietly in the distance, and she didn't participate. Once or twice, the eyes of the two people happened to meet, and the eyes that seemed to be able to speak looked at him, which actually made Yuan Ziqing look away a little wolfly.

It seems that the more intelligent a person is, the more difficult it is to find out, especially when he can't ask for it. Yuan Ziqing warned himself that the two of them were not suitable, and on the other hand, he did what Princess Fu told him, hoping to take a look at her occasionally.

The garden of King Fu's Mansion is so big, there are always one or two opportunities to meet each other. Yuan Ziqing was ruthless, and immediately turned around and left. After walking far away and looking back, I realized that she was still standing in the same place.

Until one day, she took the initiative to stop him.

"Your Highness," she asked, "what kind of woman do you like?" ”

"I like noble, elegant, demure and reserved women." Motoko Qingdao.

Her face turned pale, Yuan Ziqing turned around and couldn't bear to look at it, and she raised her feet and planned to leave. Otherwise, he doesn't know if he will do anything wrong if he is soft-hearted.

"My aunt originally asked me to accompany my second sister to be a foil, but the second sister had a bit of a disagreement with the county lord of Xin'an last time, and the princess didn't invite her today." The woman behind her spoke quickly, "When I came, my aunt said that I was not young and should ...... It's settled. ”

The implication is clear. She is the green leaf that sets off the red flower, and now that the flower is gone, this green leaf does not need to be stored. Her aunt may not want her to climb to the Fuwang Mansion, and most of them will find relatives for her.

So she couldn't come again. If he doesn't propose marriage, then from now on, there will naturally be no intersection between the two.

Yuan Ziqing understood.

It is precisely because I understand that I can't help but mourn in my heart. He knew that she wanted him to propose, and once the Fuwang Mansion opened its mouth, it was probably impossible for the woman's family to refuse.

But that's exactly what he can't do.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Ziqing reined in all his feelings and said lightly, "That's good." ”

There was silence behind him.

After some time, Yuan Ziqing turned his head and only saw her back.

It seemed to be the first time he had watched her back go away, drifting away, as if it would never be reached.

When she looked at him before, did she feel the same way in her heart?

Yuan Ziqing suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and he couldn't stand anymore.

……

When he opened his eyes, Yuan Ziqing was in a trance for a moment, and he would dream about what happened so long ago.

He thought he had forgotten about it a long time ago, but it turned out that he hadn't. Every detail is still as clear as yesterday.

Qingyun pounced with some excitement, "The master is awake?" ”

Yuan Ziqing's eyes moved, but he felt that he was still very tired. He frowned and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"Two days." Qingyun said in a low voice.

No wonder I had such a complete dream. Yuan Ziqing was lying on the bed, thinking a little distracted.

He knew that his body was getting worse and worse, but he didn't expect it to be so bad. The doctors checked the pulse and often shook their heads silently. The end is approaching, what else can be saved?

This life...... Looking back at it now, I realize that it is extremely boring and has nothing to be nostalgic for. So, what difference does it make to live or die?

Qingyun saw that he didn't speak, so he went out and asked Yuan Zifang to be informed. After a while, Yuan Zifang and Zhou Yingyue came hand in hand.

first explained to Yuan Ziqing what happened in the past two days. The scenery of King Fu's Mansion is infinite, and Yuan Ziqing is indispensable to be at the helm in the back. They were used to discussing these matters with him.

However, after only saying the beginning, he was interrupted by Yuan Ziqing, "I came in and became more and more lacking in energy, don't sue me about these things in the future, you can handle it yourself." ”

"Big brother, don't say that...... Yuan Zifang opened his mouth to persuade, "Only you know these things best, and we don't know anything about it without you." ”

"Needless to say." Yuan Ziqing said, "The last time that divine doctor appeared was near Xijing?" No news yet? ”

"Nope." Zhou Yingyue answered.

Yuan Ziqing closed his eyes, and said after a while, "I'm going to go to Xijing." ”

Yuan Zifang and the others were shocked, "What? But big brother, your current body ......."

"Probably not. There won't be many bumps in the boat ride. I went to find someone myself, and if I could find the best, I couldn't find ...... That's it. "Yuanzi Qingdao.

Yuan Zifang thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go with my eldest brother." ”

"Nonsense. You're gone, what will happen here? Yuan Ziqing said slowly, "I have already done everything I should do, and I will only rely on you in the future." Don't worry, I'll be fine. "Just do what you want to do.

Otherwise, maybe there won't be another chance.

Yuan Zifang couldn't resist him, so in the end, although they were full of worries, they still packed her things for her, and then sent people to the ship to Xijing.

After Yuan Ke in the palace knew about it, he specially sent someone to escort him, and King Fu's honor guard was all put out, and he was also authorized to live in the palace in Xijing. So Yuan Ziqing set off surrounded by everyone.

He was short of energy along the way, and most of the time he fell asleep, and occasionally when he woke up, he sat by the window with the quilt in a daze.

It stands to reason that when I had a seizure, my body was in a lot of pain, but I don't know what happened recently, and my body gradually stopped feeling pain. Maybe his five senses are gradually disappearing, Yuan Ziqing thought.

But this is also good, there is less painful torture, and he can think about some things more carefully and seriously.

When I arrived in Xijing, I changed carriages. Yuan Ziqing sat by the window, his eyes swept out casually. This is where she lives, and compared to the bustle and bustle of the capital, the people here seem to be more leisurely. When the ministers of the DPRK and China are old, many of them will choose to come to Xijing for retirement, perhaps because of this influence.

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, the crowd suddenly met those eyes.

This glance seems to be a lifetime, and even more like exhausting all his strength. Lowering the curtains, Yuan Ziqing leaned against the wall of the car sweating profusely, and his whole body was extremely weak.

She doesn't look like she's doing well. - Actually, he didn't need to look at it at all, he knew it. Because back then, it was with his secret help that she successfully broke away from the Guan family and returned to Xijing to live alone. Over the years, he has taken care of her privately, so that she can live in peace.

So he knows better than anyone else about her. She is not married, she still wears a girl's hairstyle at this age, her slightly rounded face is now thin, her chin is pointed, and she looks a little more weak and beautiful. The original star-like eyes also calmed down, and the whole person looked quiet, lonely, and alienated from the world.

As if his heart had been hit by something, Yuan Ziqing closed his eyes, and Venus was rising in front of him.

In the days that followed, he followed her without a trace, and saw with his own eyes the mundane life she lived. Maybe he pushed her away with a thought back then, but he did something wrong.

She didn't find that better person.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ziqing found traces of Doctor Qu not far from her residence. It's just that I heard that more than 20 years ago, after he went out, he never came back. If you calculate carefully, that year is the year when Meiban came back from the capital.

Maybe this is the punishment that God gave him, he pushed one person away, and God made him miss the other.

Fair enough.

The moment he closed his eyes, the scene when he saw her for the first time suddenly appeared in Yuan Ziqing's mind.

If a qiē can be repeated...... He thought in a daze, maybe he would try to take a step forward, squeeze her hand, and never let go.