Su Guifei fell delicately on Chu Hongzhen's shoulder, sobbing a few times from time to time, and her appearance was completely different from the lonely Zhao Guifei on the other side.

Zhao Guifei's face was covered with blood, she didn't dare to touch Chu Jingshuo in her arms, so she could only kneel on the ground and cry bitterly.

Fortunately, Chu Jingxuan's tightly closed eyes finally trembled a few times, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

He struggled to move his lips, but he couldn't say as he wished, but a large pool of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhao Guifei collapsed even more, she helplessly used her hand to catch the blood that kept flowing from the corners of Chu Jingxuan's mouth and chin, and shouted without a master:

"What to do? What should I do? My son, my son! Doctor! ”

"Erchen, it's okay."

Finally vomited blood foam with difficulty, Chu Jingshuo took a lot of effort to say these four words, and rested for a long time before he could squeeze out a faint smile:

"Today's events frightened the concubine."

Zhao Guifei shook her head desperately, she wanted to stop Chu Jingxuan from continuing.

She swallowed her saliva hard, reached out and desperately wiped away the tears, snot and blood stains on her face with her sleeve, and said softly to Chu Jingxuan while wiping:

"The mother concubine is not afraid, Shuo'er is not afraid, how can the mother concubine be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Chu Jingxuan trembled and wanted to raise his hand, but he tried several times but failed, and in the end, it was Zhao Guifei who whimpered and helped him raise his hand.

Chu Jingxuan smiled and raised his hand to Zhao Guifei's face, and when he saw that there was blood on his hand, he was anxious to pull it away, but Zhao Guifei put his hand tighter.

"Mother, don't cry."

Chu Jingshuo explained word by word: "I, my hands are dirty. Mother is good-looking......"

He couldn't say anything, but Zhao Guifei understood what he meant.

She tried her best to hold back her cries, trying not to let her voice tremble:

"No, no, Shuo'er's hands are the cleanest, how can the mother dislike Shuo'er."

Chu Jingxuan seemed to look away through Zhao Guifei in front of him, his eyes were a little sloppy, and he didn't know what he thought.

Zhao Guifei seemed to be greatly frightened, and called out to Chu Jingxuan in a low voice:

"Shuo'er, what are you thinking? Can you also tell my mother about it? ”

"Mother, just now Shuo'er saw that when she was a child, her mother punished Shuo'er for copying books."

Zhao Guifei probably knew that Chu Jingxuan was hallucinating, and she couldn't help choking up:

"It's the mother concubine who can't stand you, how can the mother concubine be so strict with you?"

Chu Jingxuan wanted to shake his head, but now he couldn't even breathe, so he had to move the hand that was attached to Zhao Guifei's face:

"My father secretly brought me a slingshot, and Shuo'er is very happy."

Hearing Chu Jingxuan mention Chu Hongzhen, Zhao Guifei seemed to have thought of Chu Hongzhen at this time, she looked at Chu Hongzhen at a loss, and whispered in a voice:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I beg you, concubines, come and see Shuo'er. He may be ......"

But Su Guifei didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, her crying was actually a little louder than just now, and her voice was so miserable that she couldn't bear to hear it.

The last light in Zhao Guifei's eyes also dissipated little by little: "Your Majesty, do you know that Shuo'er doesn't really want to assassinate you, you saw it!" ”

Her voice suddenly raised a little: "Bengong, the son of this palace, knows best in his heart, he loves Your Majesty the most, and he will not assassinate you at all!" ”

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she asked Chu Hongzhen with tears in her eyes:

"Your Majesty, you obviously saw him put away his sword, why don't you want them to stop, why do you want to watch them hurt him?"

"I'm just this one son! I'm the only one who has him! ”

Zhao Guifei held Chu Jingxuan's hand tightly, she obviously shouted loudly and cried so sadly, but her body did not move at all, and it did not affect Chu Jingshuo at all.

Chu Jingxuan actually leaned on Zhao Guifei and moved again.

He looked like he wanted to sit up.

Zhao Guifei didn't dare to touch him at all now, where did she dare to let Chu Jingxuan move blindly.

But Chu Jingxuan is also stubborn, his chest is still bleeding, and people still struggle to get up.

In the end, Zhao Guifei couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to carefully help Chu Jingshuo up while crying.

Half-sitting up, the first thing Chu Jingshuo did was to look sideways at Chu Hongzhen.

When he saw clearly that Chu Hongzhen was hugging Su Guifei and Chu Hongyi, his eyes dimmed a little, but he still smiled at Chu Hongzhen with a strong spirit:

"Father, the son knows that there is no turning back. But please treat your mother kindly, she truly loves you. ”

Zhao Guifei couldn't cry anymore when she heard Chu Jingxuan's words, and her body trembled slightly.

Chu Hongzhen finally couldn't help but stand up, but he was stopped by Chu Jingshuo as soon as he moved:

"Father, son, I just want to hear you say 'Happy Birthday' with my own ears."

Chu Hongzhen was stunned for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, as if he was thinking about Zhao Guifei's words just now, he suddenly roared at the door of the Baohe Palace:

"Why do it? I haven't spoken yet! Why do it first! ”

Chu Jingxuan didn't care about these at all, just stubbornly raised his eyes to look at Chu Hongzhen, his eyes were full of expectation.

Chu Hongzhen's eyes were slightly red and he looked at Chu Jingxuan, and finally said that sentence:

"Happy birthday, Shuo'er."

Chu Jingxuan closed his eyes with satisfaction, and he slowly whispered to Zhao Guifei:

"Don't be afraid, Father, Emperor and Mother, Shuo'er, I will always protect you."

Zhao Guifei was still calling in Chu Jingxuan's ear, and Chu Hongzhen was also by her side.

But Chu Jingxuan didn't open his eyes again, and his mouth was still muttering:

"This king is tired, let's dance a song for this king in the sunset, and bring a cashmere blanket for this king to ......"

Chu Jingxuan, who was at this meeting, was already delirious, his preface did not match the afterword, and soon only a few words were left vague.

"Shuo'er, open your eyes and look at your father, the queen and the princess, why did you sleep before it got dark?"

"Doctor Xuan! Why hasn't the doctor come yet? I want to punish you nine clans! ”

Chu Jingshuo closed his eyes with a smile on his face, and the arm that was originally held by Zhao Guifei suddenly slipped down.

Zhao Guifei's call suddenly stuck in her throat, Chu Hongzhen was still urging at the door of the hall, and Chu Jingxuan's faint breathing had disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Guifei's mournful voice suddenly sounded after a long time, and she desperately hugged Chu Jingshuo into her arms, completely ignoring the half-coagulated blood on Chu Jingxuan's body that stained her dress.

She put her face on Chu Jingxuan's gradually cold face, trying to use her body temperature to help Chu Jingxuan warm up.

But the temperature on Chu Jingxuan's body was still gradually passing, just like the blood in his chest, seeping mercilessly towards the ground.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who witnessed the whole process, looked at the red cashmere carpet on the ground, and suddenly had mixed feelings in her heart.

She knew that the cashmere carpet was originally red, and she knew why it was wet and crumpled now.

Those are the blood of Chu Hongyi and Chu Jingxuan, and perhaps it should be said that more of them are Chu Jingxuan's blood.

In the past, Zhao Guifei, who was arrogant and domineering, cried and grabbed the ground, no different from any middle-aged person who lost his son.

She was grief-stricken, pressed her fist against her chest, and held Chu Jingxuan with her other hand.

Looking at Chu Hongzhen's appearance, it seemed that he still wanted the imperial doctor to examine Chu Jingxuan, but in exchange for it, it was only Zhao Guifei's hoarse resistance:

"Don't touch him! Don't touch my! ”

She slammed the imperial doctor's hand away with her shoulder, as if she was madly rejecting everyone who tried to get close to her and Chu Jingxuan, including Chu Hongzhen.

Seeing this, Chu Hongzhen could only sigh lowly, and turned around and went to Chu Hongyi's side.

Cheng Xiaoxiao can understand his approach.

After all, one son is no longer there, and the other is still uncertain, and Zhao Guifei looks completely resistant, so naturally she should go to see Chu Hongyi's situation first and listen to the meaning of the imperial doctor.

It can only be said that this is an unexpected and reasonable thing.

It's just that she didn't expect everything to happen so quickly, she thought that Chu Hongzhen was deeply touched just now, and no matter what, she would definitely accompany Zhao Guifei to be sad for a while.

"When can we go?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao's head hurt faintly again, she stretched out her fingers and tugged at Chu Yunshen's cloak, and asked in a cautious whisper.

Before Chu Yunshen could answer Cheng Xiaoxiao's words, a muffled crash suddenly sounded from the hall.

The two of them turned their heads to look over there almost at the same time, only to see a goose-yellow figure falling limply to the ground.

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at it again, and the person who fell was Zhao Guifei.

She didn't know how Zhao Guifei hated it, and she would have to be discouraged before she thought of hitting herself.

The imperial doctor was busy with Chu Hongyi, and hurried to Zhao Guifei's side.

When Zhao Guifei's body was turned over, Cheng Xiaoxiao and the others could see Zhao Guifei's injury.

Zhao Guifei's face still had blood stains on it, and the blood had turned into dried blood stains, and it was washed into a mess by Zhao Guifei's tears, which looked particularly terrifying on her pale cheeks.

There was also a large wound on her forehead, and the crimson blood trickled out like running water, and her face and lips turned pale at a rate visible to the naked eye.

thought that after being so seriously injured, Zhao Guifei would definitely pass out.

Unexpectedly, she was still staring at the red and swollen Danfeng eyes that were crying, staring directly at the beams of the Baohe Palace.

Her appearance frightened the Imperial Doctor so much that he stepped back and almost sat on the ground, and the Imperial Doctor gasped several times before he dared to walk up to her to take his pulse.

No one knew what she was looking at, until she was taken out of the Baohe Hall by Chu Yun in a daze, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't hear anything more from Zhao Guifei, nor did she see Zhao Guifei do anything again.

She was like, like a shabby rag doll, completely devoid of human spirit.

It seems that because of Chu Jingxuan's passing, her soul has also left.

At that time, Cheng Xiaoxiao could only think of these bodies and took off, and when she reacted, she found that she was already lying in Chu Yunshen's arms.

is always so hindsighted, Cheng Xiaoxiao doesn't know what to say about herself.

But she is inexplicably sleepy today, and her legs are weak for no reason.

Maybe I was really scared to see the blood, so I should go back and drink more hot water.

A straight man is like Cheng Xiaoxiao, and he doesn't know that her current lips are so white that they are comparable to Zhao Guifei just now.

This is also why Chu Yunshen would carry her out of the palace as soon as she left the Baohe Palace, instead of letting her leave by herself.

She was draped in a cloak that Chu Yun had untied deeply, and her uncertain voice came from under the cloak.

"Isn't that good?"