Wenzong lingered on the sickbed, with a clear face and always gentle and elegant. The tenderness and sweetness of the past seem to be a distant thing.

"Concubine see Your Majesty," Concubine Xian said a greeting, but she was already choked up.

has always been clever and eloquent, but he hasn't seen Wenzong for a long time. Missing, aggrieved, distressed... Complex emotions were intertwined, and Concubine Xian couldn't hold back her tears.

If it was in the past, Wen Zong's gentle words would not give her up and be half sad. Now Wen Zong looked at her quietly, unfazed.

It's so boring, Concubine Yang Xian stopped her tears, she came to visit Wenzong, why cry bitterly, and provoke Wenzong's displeasure.

Concubine Xian forced a smile: "Your Majesty's body is recovering, and the concubine is crying with joy." His Majesty's diet has always been light, to restore his strength, and to eat more fish and meat. Is Your Majesty still sleeping lightly? "I asked about the diet.

Wenzong replied: "I am still fine, and the virtuous concubine does not need to worry." The two were silent for a moment.

The usual wit doesn't know where to go, and the more Concubine Xian wants to find a topic, she has no interest in continuing at the beginning.

"The plum blossoms in the Yilan Hall are blooming beautifully, Your Majesty."

Wenzong looked out the window, yes, those plum blossoms bloomed as bright as the morning glow, with fragrant spikes. He and the woman in front of him who is as beautiful as a begonia are very far away from each other.

Guo Xiang stood in the corner by the window, as a transparent person. Guo Xiang looked out the window, it was cloudy, and it was going to snow.

The room was quiet, Guo Xiang turned his face, Wenzong's gaze came over, and a gentle smile hung on his face.

Wenzong's gentle smile was not showing her face, and Concubine Xian stood in the center of the hall. She smiled bitterly, in the eyes of Wenzong, she was like a glass of water, the more she tasted it, the more tasteless it became.

She saw alienation and coldness in Wen Zong's eyes, once upon a time, she was the treasure he held in his hands.

She smiled a little and smiled, "Your Majesty's illness is very good, and the concubine is at ease." The smell of raw food in the air irritated her eyes.

Seeing this woman, Wenzong thought of Li Yong. His chest was suffocated, his throat was fishy, and he coughed a few times, and Guo Xiang ran forward quickly.

Concubine Xian's footsteps moved, Wenzong waved her hand, and she stood again. Wenzong spit out a mouthful of phlegm, Guo Xiang covered it with a handkerchief, but saw a sudden mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"Your Majesty." Guo Xiangchayin shouted, Wenzong closed his eyes and fell back.

"Xiang'er, I'm tired, rest for a while."

Concubine Xian drifted away like a gust of wind. She is gone, and this woman once occupied an important place in his life. It seems to have been a lifetime ago, or maybe it was just a dream.

"Doctor Xuan is here." Concubine Xian said to Ma Yuanliang.

The imperial physician ordered to come to the side hall at any time to diagnose and treat. Guo Xiang's eyes were red, and he quietly showed the bloody phlegm in the handkerchief to the imperial doctor.

She was worried and scared, but she didn't dare to cry. Guarding in front of Wenzong's bed, Wenzong grabbed her and didn't let go.

The Imperial Physician ordered him to put away his veil and get up to leave. Wenzong is benevolent, generous, and conscientious, and hopes that he can become a generation of Ming Jun.

How could it be born at the wrong time, the Tang Dynasty has been suffering from illness for a long time, and it is beyond his power to eradicate it, and Wenzong has accumulated sorrow and depression.

Wenzong lingered on the sickbed, and the Tai Hospital did its best to visit famous doctors all over the world, hoping that there would be a Daluo god who lived and died and had white bones to appear and save Wenzong's life.

Now that Wenzong has exhausted his hard work, the Great Luo Immortal is powerless to return to the sky. The imperial physician ordered him to hide in the side hall and wept bitterly.

Wenzong was lying with his eyes closed, his heart was clear, his throat was fishy, and Guo Xiang was at a loss. He knew he was coming to the end of his life.

"Xiang'er." Wen Zong called softly, and shook his hand hard.

Guo Xiang raised his sleeves and quickly wiped his face, and said coquettishly; "Your Majesty, you are awake, hungry or not. Xiang'er passed food to His Majesty. ”

Wenzong opened his eyes and motioned for Guo Xiang to get up. Guo Xiang hugged him, and Wenzong panicked. Guo Xiang's nose was sour, and she held back her tears.

Wenzong raised his eyes to look at her and said with a smile: "Xiang'er is by my side, I am not hungry." ”

Guo Xiang leaned down and touched his forehead, "Your Majesty is saying that you will be full when you see Xiang'er." ”

The palace maid brought bird's nest soup, and every time he drank it, Guo Xiang's eyes lit up. The food did not go to the stomach, and for the sake of the brilliance in Guo Xiang's eyes, Wenzong forced himself to drink a few more sips.

Wenzong took Guo Xiang's hand and put it on his chest, "Here, now it's beating for Xiang'er." He whispered.

How long can I stay with her, she is a flower that has not bloomed yet... Wen Zong looked at her with pity and tenderness.

Wenzong often looked at her with such eyes. This king of the world, a gentle and dignified man, elegant and elegant, intelligent and wise.

He is rich all over the world, and now, this man pities her, cherishes her, loves her, protects her, and only has her Guo Xiang in his eyes. What to ask for in this life, what to ask for in this life!

Guo Xiang gently leaned into Wenzong's arms, "Your Majesty, when Xiang'er first saw Your Majesty, she liked Your Majesty, does Your Majesty know?" She looked up, a smile on her face.

"That's right." Wen Zong lowered his head and pecked lightly on his red lips.

"To be able to marry Your Majesty and be Your Majesty's woman, Xiang'er is very happy, and Xiang'er has no regrets in this life."

Wenzong hugged her hard and kissed her, salty and warm tears intertwined, and Guo Xiang responded to his love.

I was not born, and I was old.

I hate you for being late, and you sigh that I was born early.

It's like the end of the world, and it's hard to show it.

In the next life, I wish to live together and be a winged bird forever.

In the auction of Greenfield Square, many people craned their necks and waited, and there was a chance to own a cornucopia through bidding.

The shooting is filmed, it is filmed quietly, most people are still waiting stupidly, and the green square has become famous. Built-in? King James Decreed? I don't know, in short, don't join in the fun, wash and sleep.

Today, the Green Farm is back for business, and in the spotlight, the remodeled Green Farm is now making a high-profile debut.

The land of the Merry Servals chose the name of the integrity that does not bend the waist for five buckets of rice. The Bamboo Forest Pavilion makes people think of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, and then think of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

If the scenery of the bamboo forest pavilion is in the spring of March, when the wind and the sun are warm, the peach blossoms are scorching, the willow silk is curling, the pavilions and pavilions are covered with brilliance, and the butterflies are flying among the flowers. The lush trees, the bamboo Tingting, the beautiful scenery is in full view. There are more beauties to accompany you. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, whose courtyard is the pleasure?

Now it is a cold winter, a hundred flowers are smashing, and everything is withering. But the bamboo is slim and elegant, and the plum blossoms bully the frost and snow. The bamboo forest hall hung colorful silk lanterns, and the girls wore heavy makeup and light makeup, and the flowers were gorgeous.

Horseback riding, sedan chairs, leisurely walking, many guests send their entourage to drive back, there are many people, cars and horses jam the road, affecting travel.

The Bamboo Forest Pavilion has long been a pity to take the beauties to wait diligently, and the beauties are competing for beauty. There is a beauty in the middle, and she is sorry to wear a white light red embroidered skirt, and the jade belt is the wind.

A jade phoenix is inserted obliquely into the hair of Ruyun, and the jade phoenix mouth is swaying with a ruby on the smooth forehead. The eyes are like spring water, the skin is like clotted fat, the body is graceful, and the socks are dusty.