However, in the next few days, Ning Xianting remained closed.

He locked himself in his study, and did not even attend the grand ceremony of the new emperor's enthronement.

Among the hundred officials, only Ning Xianting did not participate, and throughout the ages, if it were not terminally ill, no courtier would dare to be absent for no reason.

Ning Xianting is the first person!

At the enthronement ceremony, Zhao Jingyuan looked at the vacant position, and although he had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, he still endured his anger.

After all, the person who recommended him to prison in the first place was Ning Xianting. If he hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have been able to ascend to the throne smoothly.

At the same time, when the flood situation in Nandu was serious, it was Ning Xianting who had been teaching him earnestly beside him, reducing the chance of him making mistakes, so that all the civil and military officials admired him.

Even if he rushes at this point, he can't be angry at this critical moment.

Right now, it is the time when the people of Zhaonan Kingdom are looking at him, if he loses his arm because of this, he will really lose more than he gains!

Therefore, for Ning Xianting's absence, Zhao Jingyuan just smiled and did not punish him. It is also the day of universal celebration, the amnesty of the world.

Although it was bustling outside, Ning Xianting's study was as silent as death. No matter who persuaded him, he refused to eat a grain of rice.

He wore his hair disheveled, clinging to the portrait of him and Shang Qing. He didn't speak, and his eyes, which had been radiant, were now empty.

Shang Qing, he's really sorry for you!

Looking at his father's sluggish appearance, although Ning Jiheng was anxious, he was also beyond the reach of the whip and had nothing to do.

If Rin is humiliated like this, I'm afraid he will be the same, or even worse.

But when he heard that it was Zhao Xuzhang who forced his mother to death, a strong hatred surged into Ning Jiheng's heart.

If Zhao Xuzhang was still there, even if it was at all costs, he would definitely kill him with his own hands.

He was confused and had a lot of thoughts.

Even, he may not have come out of his great grief for a long time.

"Ji Heng, did you say that I did something wrong about this? Shouldn't I tell the prime minister? Rin Ruo shook again and wondered.

Before telling Ning Xianting, she told herself that he had the right to know the truth.

However, after telling him, she saw him in so much pain. In this moment, she suddenly felt that she had done something wrong.

After that, Ning Jiheng put his hand on her hand and said with relief: "If it were me, I would also tell him without hesitation." Rin Ruo, you didn't do anything wrong, my dad will be fine. ”

Rin Ruo immediately said: "Ji Heng, or you go and persuade the prime minister." If he doesn't eat or drink like this, sooner or later he will drag down his body. I've boiled a bowl of porridge, you can bring it over. ”

After speaking, Ning Jiheng sighed.

Although he knew that Ning Xianting might not necessarily eat, he still took the porridge that Rin Ruo was serving.

Either way, he still had to give it a try.

"Okay, I'll take it." Ning Jiheng smiled bitterly and took the porridge in Rin Ruo's hand.

As soon as he walked outside the door, Ning Xianting staggered out of the study.

At this time, his face was thin and his gait was faltering, and he had long lost the brilliance of his spirit. From a distance, it looks like an old man with an old dragon clock, dying of old age.

Seeing Ning Xianting walk out, Ning Jiheng and Rin Ruo immediately followed.

"Shang Qing, I'm sorry for you!"

Ning Xianting suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly, his voice hoarse and exhausted, and he fell into his liver and spleen.

Just as Rin Ruo was about to reach out to help, Ning Xianting suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.

He's so tired!

"Prime Minister!"

"Daddy!"

Rin Ruo and Ning Jiheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and they hurriedly helped Ning Xianting up.

Immediately, Ning Jiheng carried Ning Xianting on his back and carefully placed him on the bed.

"Rin Ruo, take a look, what's wrong with my father?" Ning Jiheng immediately said in a panic.

In an instant, Rin Ruo put his hand on Ning Xianting's pulse and began to diagnose it carefully.

"How? Is my dad sick? ”

"The prime minister is angry, and now he has a loss of qi and blood, palpitations and insomnia. Later, I will prescribe two doses of medicine for the prime minister, one in the morning and one in the evening, and he will be cured. After speaking, Rin Ruo put Ning Xianting's on the bed and carefully tucked the quilt.

Hearing this, Ning Jiheng's abrupt heart calmed down slightly.

As long as it can be cured!

As soon as the words fell, I heard Ning Xianting muttering to himself: "Shang Qing, don't, don't leave me, don't leave me alone......"

The prime minister, who has always been cold and majestic, is mourning and begging like a child at this time, begging Shang Qing not to leave him.

Rin Ruo knew that this bitterness had been buried in Ning Xianting's heart for too long. Now, he's completely outbursting.

"Shang Qing is here, Shang Qing is here." Rin Ruo immediately wiped the fine sweat oozing from Ning Xianting's forehead with a handkerchief, and hurriedly repeated.

"She's here, it's good if she's here." Ning Xianting responded in a daze, and as he spoke, a comfortable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He heard Rin Ruo's words, and someone told him in his sleep that Shang Qing was still alive, and he didn't dare or want to wake up from the dream.

Because he knew it was just a dream.

After wiping the fine sweat from Ning Xianting's forehead, Rin Ruo immediately stood up and said to Ning Jiheng: "Jiheng, you guard the prime minister here first, and I'll decoct the medicine." ”

"Okay."

Ning Jiheng immediately nodded in response.

After speaking, he immediately turned around and sat on the edge of Ning Xianting's bed, guarding him for a moment.

When Rin Ruo left, Ning Jiheng suddenly found that there were deep tears in the corners of his father's eyes.

He hid in the study alone, I don't know how many times he cried, Ning Jiheng saw his father so sad and sad for the first time in his life.

People, sometimes they are really fragile and vulnerable!

When Rin Ruo finished decocting the medicine, Ning Xianting happened to wake up at this time.

Seeing that it was Ning Jiheng who was guarding him by the bed, Ning Xianting's heart suddenly emptied.

It was a dream!

Hoping that she will come back is also my own fantasy!

"Prime Minister, you're awake." Looking at Ning Xianting's empty expression, Rin Ruo immediately said, "You have a slight loss of qi and blood, drink this bowl of medicine in order to recover as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, Rin Ruo scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew it gently, and then sent it to Ning Xianting.

He has not eaten or drunk for the past few days, and his body is already weak. Coupled with heart palpitations and insomnia, it is even more debilitating.

She knew that he was really too bitter.

"Rin Ruo, I don't want to drink, let me go with Shang Qing." Ning Xianting pushed away the decoction and said angrily.

Hearing this, Rin Ruo's heart suddenly touched. "Prime Minister, although this medicine is bitter, it can make your body better. Afterwards, it can be regarded as bittersweet. ”

"Mrs. Ning is desperately protecting Ning Mansion, just because she wants that one day, you can also come to the end of spring. If you don't care for your body so much, won't you live up to Mrs. Ning's heart? ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Xianting closed his eyes in pain.

Oh, yes!

If Shang Qing was here, she would never let her mink qiu change wine and slump.

But he really misses you!

After being silent for a long time, Ning Xianting finally opened his eyes slowly, and said with difficulty: "Okay, I'll drink." ”

In just a few words, Ning Xianting's sadness and helplessness were exhausted.

He will live well, for Shang Qing.

Once again, the dead wood is spring.

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