The door of the Qingxin Hall was closed again, and then I saw a figure walking slowly at the end of the corridor, closer, look at the figure, who is not the old lady doctor?

The old lady slowly walked to the door of the imperial study, bowed her head slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the old minister asks to see you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Enter!"

Slowly opening the door, the old lady walked in and closed the door tightly.

Chunyuan Lan Mu, who was wearing a dragon robe, sat on the dragon chair casually, and the book in front of him was still the one that had just been dripping with ink, which was enough to prove that he hadn't been able to read one at all at this time.

The old lady walked slowly to the center and knelt down to say goodbye.

"The old minister knocks on the emperor."

Chunyuan Lan Muxu helped him and said softly: "Doctor Liu, hurry up!" Sit! ”

Imperial Physician Liu thanked him, then stood up and sat on the stool beside him, hesitating about how to speak.

"Imperial Doctor Liu doesn't have to be entangled, just say what you have, I don't like to beat around the bush!" Chunyuan Lan Mu's cold words shocked Imperial Physician Liu, and then he made a low confession.

"Say it! What was wrong with that girl's body? Chunyuan Lan Mu frowned slightly.

"Back to the emperor, the girl's burns are just skin injuries, and there is no big problem, but when the old minister checked the pulse, he found it and found ......" Imperial Doctor Liu was a little hesitant.

"Found what? Honestly, yes! Chunyuan Lan Mu frowned.

Imperial Physician Liu pursed his lips, and then said, "Lao Chen found that the girl's pulse was a little hollow and weak. His face was also a little sickly pale, and his eyes were a little hollow. Dare to ask the emperor, did that girl suffer from the cold in the past? And have you ever been injured? ”

Chunyuan Lan Mu frowned and said softly: "A few years ago, I knelt in the cold winter snow for a day, and I was wounded by an arrow in my right shoulder and almost died. ”

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Liu nodded lightly and said, "That's right, the girl's right arm was a little heavy when she applied the ointment, and her brows were slightly furrowed when she moved, obviously because of the pain. In addition, the pulse is frivolous and empty, which must also be caused by too heavy wind and cold. Although these symptoms are not too serious today, it is still important to pay more attention, otherwise they will only get worse. ”

Chunyuan Lan Mu listened quietly, her brows furrowed more and more, her fingers clenched into fists, and said, "Listening to Imperial Doctor Liu's description, can you be cured if you pay more attention now?" ”

Imperial Physician Liu frowned slightly, and after careful consideration, he spoke: "In addition to these factors, the reason why that girl's symptoms have dragged on and still cannot get better is because of the girl herself!" ”

"What do you mean?"

"For a minor injury, the human body can naturally recover quickly, but the condition is serious, in addition to external drug treatment, the most important thing is its own recovery function. For the same disease, a patient with a strong will will always be much better off than a patient who has no thoughts. And then the girl just happened to belong to the latter. ”

"What does Imperial Physician Liu mean is that she herself doesn't want to have no will to live, she doesn't want to live?!" Chunyuan Lan slapped the table with a smile, and even all the twists and turns trembled. Imperial Physician Liu shook his body, then walked to the center and knelt down again, and said, "The emperor is angry, and the old minister's words are true!" In life, the most important thing is the will to live, but if a person does not have the will to live, even if there is no illness or disaster, he will be depressed and unhappy, and he will not live long. And that girl had been seriously injured, suffered from a lot of cold, and was depressed and unhappy on weekdays, lacking energy, and thinking a lot, but today it is already a fluke to have symptoms to this extent! ”

"So how can I get her fully recovered!" Chunyuan Lan stood up and asked with a frown.

Imperial Physician Liu wiped a cold sweat and said softly: "Heart disease still needs heart medicine, even if Hua Tuo is alive and can heal a person's body, he can't cure a heart that doesn't want to cheer up!" ”

Chunyuan Lan Mu clenched her hands for a long time, and then slowly let go, and said softly: "There are some prescriptions that will help her body, and as for the others, I will solve them!" ”

"The old minister will do his best!" Imperial Physician Liu brushed his body and said solemnly.

Chun Yuan Lan Mu nodded, and then asked him to step back.

Half a day. Chunyuan Lan Mu looked at the empty imperial study, and couldn't help but think of the past when Emperor Chunyuan was alive, there would always be a palace maid standing quietly next to the table, with ink in her hand, or handing tea, obviously a very ordinary picture, but what people couldn't ignore was the clear smile on the corner of her lips.

What could make her worry about it, what was it that made her so young that she didn't want to live.

When I first saw her, although she frowned lightly and rejected people thousands of miles away, she exuded a tenacious vitality from her bones at that time.

Time has passed, but the time of eight or nine years has made it difficult for her?

Looking at the table full of folds, he suddenly lost the desire to read it, those politics, those rights, those feelings of superiority, he didn't seem to feel happy at all.

From the helplessness and passivity of not being able to control his fate in the past, to the emperor who now controls the fate of others, he seems to have lost something on the road.

Looking at the empty room, he suddenly felt lost, and suddenly, he really wanted to see her.

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The ancient painting fan walked all the way to the outside of Chang'an Palace, and Gonggong Liu leaned over to send her into the palace, and then turned around and went back.

went to the palace, and the ancient painting fan looked at the cold and deserted Chang'an Palace, and his heart was stunned.

In Chang'an Palace, she didn't call a subordinate to serve, although the place is not big, but a person will always feel empty.

But only in such an atmosphere can she firmly remember her original intention, and every time she is empty, she can strengthen the belief in her heart, and she can also remind her all the time.

Looking at the scars on his fingers, thinking of Fang Cai Chun Yuan Lan Mu's words, the ancient painting fan slowly squatted down, hugged his body and was silent for a long time, but the sorrow at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes was profound and indelible.

Chunyuan Lan Mu walked to the Chang'an Palace, and what he saw was such a scene, a huge courtyard, only the thin figure with his arms around and trembling slightly, it was so quiet, but it made him unable to calm down.

Chunyuan Lan Mu slowly walked in front of the ancient painting fan, gently half-squatted down, reached out and touched the top of her head, without saying a word.

The ancient painting fan looked up in a daze, and when he saw the face of Chunyuan Lanmu, a drop of clear tears slipped down, dripping on the bluestone slab ground, and shattered into countless petals.

Why are you crying?

Why are you always so lonely?

You don't want the warmth of others.

No amount of tenderness can be ignored.

If you are as cold as you, why do you cry alone when no one is around?

Are you sad?

What are you sad about?

The life you don't want, no one is going to force you to endure now.

I want to hold up a piece of heaven for you.

I want to see you laugh.

I want you to smile at me.

But, now.

You're still crying.

Am I not doing enough?

Am I not good enough?

Are you blaming me?

Do you want to leave me?

Unconsciously, Chunyuan Lan Mu suddenly felt that he had a lot of questions, and he wanted to ask this woman he had taken care of, after all these years, did she still have to flee?

You are depressed and unhappy, you have nothing to love.

But have you ever wanted to hear the voices of so many people who care about you?

What do you want?

Why is your indifference?

All along, love you, respect you, pity you, and endure you......

At this point, why do I think everything is so ridiculous?

Are you sad?

I'm sad too.

Do you want to leave?

Let's go, then...... (To be continued.) )