The pain of really coughing and pulling really cost Yuqing half her life, just like a large piece of rotten in her body, and immediately someone sprinkled a large handful of chili powder, and the intense pain was dense all over her body.

It's been five or six days since I took Lian Yi's new medicine, and on the night of the seventh day, I finally couldn't control it, and Yuqing coughed up blood again.

Xiuhe's face was pale, holding the freshly boiled medicine on the side, Yuqing coughed so badly that there was no room to take the medicine.

Yan Zi cried very sadly, and kept sobbing to calm Yuqing, and then took the handkerchief in her hand, and her eyes were scarlet...

Yan Zi's hands trembled, and his gaze at Xiuhe was a little dull, Xiuhe turned his face away, and finally couldn't hold back the tears.

They didn't understand why the master suddenly became like this...

Yan Zi couldn't stand it anymore, knelt on the ground and said, "Master, what's wrong with you coughing like this again?" The slave and maid will go to tell the emperor, and the emperor will definitely have a way...... "After that, they will run out."

Yuqing endured the surging of blood, and used all her strength to barely hold Yan Zi's hand, "Don't, no..."

Yanzi: "Why?" Master? ”

Yuqing said angrily: "This is an order!" Ahem......"

After a long time, the sky seemed to turn white for a long time, and the cough stopped this fierce attack, Xiuhe brought the medicine Yuqing drank it cleanly without dropping, lying on the bed, inhaling hard and still feeling a tingling pain in her chest, Yuqing frowned, so she had to take a light breath, and exhale twice in one breath to be slightly comfortable.

Lying flat and closing her eyes, her face was pale, and she had lost a lot of weight.

This is the longest time Yuqing has not seen Xuanhe, and the last time she was angry and grounded three months ago, and in a few days, it will be the fourth month. Yuqing didn't know how she survived, especially in the past few days, her heart was as distressed as a knife.

That year, Xuanhe was just an unfavored prince, Yuqing was also an orphan girl that no one wanted, and when she met Shimiao, it was her life, and he said at that time: "We don't have a home, you go with me, I'll give you a home." ”

Yuqing agreed without thinking about it, home, someone is willing to give her a home...... It was a word that only existed in dreams, and now it appears in reality.

After all, in this day and age, it's never too fair to girls.

Xuanhe gave her food and saved her from the fire and water in the world, so it is reasonable and reasonable, Xuanhe is worthy of Yuqing's lifelong follower.

Yuqing dreamed again, dreaming that the day Xuanhe ascended the throne five years ago was also the day of their wedding.

Twenty-year-old Xuanhe is also a high-spirited and affectionate son, dressed in the Yellow Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, with a crown of 12 emperors, his eyes are firm and calm, holding Yuqing who is also wearing a back clothes, walking above the people, the clothes are very heavy, and her forehead is bloody, but he is very happy, and Yuqing is happy.

He stood on the city wall and said to the world: "I only love the queen in this life, and I am unswerving." ”

There was a burst of cheers under the city walls, shouting Long live the emperor, long live the queen.

On that day, Yuqing enjoyed the most prosperous favor in the world.

Yuqing, who was sleeping, gradually raised the corners of her mouth, but the tears were silent, all of them fell into the mandarin duck pillow, time has passed, things are wrong, maybe only dreams can keep the fifteen-year-old boy.

On the last day of August, Gonggong Yao suddenly came to deliver a decree, saying that His Majesty would come to Yong'an Palace in the afternoon.

Yuqing was very calm when she received the order, and after returning to the house, she was full of interest and slightly applied powder, her complexion was not so pale, and she was dotted with red lips, and she was more skinny and beautiful than before in the bronze mirror.

She sat in the room, waiting for him to arrive.

An hour,

Two hours,

Three Hours,

……

……

He didn't come.

The sun sets, the night falls, until the last ray of light is annihilated, and the last line of lone herons crosses to the west, and the small sky above the Yong'an Palace is nothing, a black fog, and nothing can be seen clearly.

She was still sitting there, motionless. Have you ever waited from dawn to dark?

From anticipation to worry, and finally to endless despair.

Yan Zi went into the house and added two candles, and the house was finally much brighter.

Yuqing tore open her hoarse throat and said, "Yanzi, take your daughter red." ”

Yan Zi stood aside and seemed to feel that he was having auditory hallucinations: "Master, how can your body drink?" ”

Yuqing's tone began to be tough: "Go get it!" ”

couldn't resist Yuqing's stubbornness, Yan Zi still went to the cellar, and took out the altar of Yuqing's favorite daughter Hong, who was still out of the cellar when Princess Junlan married a neighbor a few years ago, and since the grounding three months ago, the paper seal on the wine jug has never been opened.

"Come to the altar daughter red, never drink Huadiao!"

Yan Zi poured the wine into the glass wine bottle in front of Yuqing, and the aroma was fragrant.

Yuqing raised her hand, a cup of belly, the throat was hot, it was a strange comfort.

Yan Zi and Xiuhe stood at the door, looking at the master one cup after another, unspeakably sad and distressed.

They knew that the master missed Princess Junlan.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the night, and the wind and dust came quickly,

Xiuhe was stunned for a second, then pulled Yan Zi aside and knelt on the ground.

"Why did you get drunk?"

Xuanhe's voice sounded suddenly, Yuqing's heart was shocked, she was awake at that time, slowly got up, and looked at each other in twos.

The lights in the room were very bright, and Xuanhe thought that she might be embroidering or reading, but she didn't expect that she was drinking alone, her face was crimson, and she was already a little drunk.

Yuqing didn't reply for a long time, and her eyes were cold,

Xuanhe was a little unhappy at the moment, and his voice was much higher: "Why are you drinking alone late at night?" ”

Xuanhe looked at her eyes a little bored, as if her heart was blocked by something, some of her heart was weak and more irritable.

During this time, he was surrounded by concubines, who were not smiling and looking forward to him following him.

Why is she doing the wrong thing like this, I really don't understand the rules.

"I missed Junlan, so I took a few sips, and you finally came to see me?" Yuqing muttered

"When the New Year is over, I will ask her to come back and have a look, so that you can talk to her." Xuanhe took off his cloak and put it on the shelf casually, naturally shielding the sentence behind him.

Seeing that Yuqing was still silent, he hugged her from behind, his voice was as soft as the wind, "What else do you say, it's been so long, can't you bow your head and apologize to me?" Soft to obey? It was my child. ”

Yuqing wanted to explain again, but when the words came to his lips and he swallowed again, he still didn't believe himself.

"Have you lost weight? You still have flesh on your face to look good, and the thin bones are all out, and you don't have the charm that a woman should have. ”

Yuqing seems to have been poured a large bucket of ice water from the beginning, and the endless chill penetrates her body, for Xuanhe, Yuqing is only a later story, and it is true that there is no feminine charm. Also, all of his harems are peerless assets, and in twenty-eight years, how can he compare with each other...

Yuqing suddenly smiled, she didn't want to be radiant and happy for a lifetime, but fate didn't allow it.

Lian Yi is an older brother who she has no blood relationship with, and he can love her with his life, and this man she has loved with her life for nine years is only careless and impatient.

Yuqing knew that he used to be an extremely gentle person, and he was the best at protecting the fragility of others' hearts, but now, all his tenderness has been destroyed by the weathering of the years.

He is the emperor, the center of power, and the top of ten thousand people, and he no longer has to care about other people's emotions, because he dominates the world.

All of them, she is the only one who is clinging to and clinging to that youthful dream.

When Xuanhe finished the last stack of folds, Yuqing had already fallen asleep, he slowly got on the bed and hugged her tightly in his arms, Yuqing's body was like a feather The weight shocked Xuanhe, "How do you lose weight like this?" ”

"You're not here, so you don't have much to eat." Yuqing closed her eyes and replied lightly

Xuanhe didn't notice her emotions, lowered his head and kissed Yuqing's lips, and his hands couldn't stop wandering around,

It's because I've snubbed her for too long... There was a hint of flattery in his kiss.

Yuqing opened her eyes and looked at his immersion appearance, there was a rare tenderness, at that moment, Yuqing seemed to see fifteen-year-old Xuanhe again, loving herself so affectionately...

Suddenly, her throat was pinched, her heart trembled in pain, Yuqing pushed Xuanhe away, turned away, and swallowed the blood gushing in her mouth into her stomach with a cough.

Xuanhe actually had someone play different boudoir games with him every night, but he was still a little annoyed by Yuqing's strong resistance. She has always been very obedient, she never speaks west when she says east, he knows that she loves herself deeply in her bone marrow, and for her sudden resistance now, Xuanhe almost endured the angry temperament here: "It's been so many days, haven't you figured out your current situation?" I don't want to be at all? ”

Yuqing endured coughing, her cheeks flushed, but the most painful thing was not her throat, but her heart.

Yuqing wanted to explain to him very much, saying that she didn't push Concubine Jia at all, and she didn't reject him at all today...... But the illness forced her to do nothing.

Xuanhe is a little tired, guess she guesses tired, she is still exactly the same as before, she is not happy and doesn't say anything, just let herself guess, now that the times have changed, she is no longer a child, she is still so willful, but Xuanhe is still a little weak-hearted, at that time she was angry and took away her queen's position, leaving her aside for three months, and now she is thin like this, Xuanhe is weak-hearted.

He couldn't question her anymore, and turned his back to sleep.

The autumn wind is whining, and the dead leaves are flying.

Yuqing's head was still aching, and she seemed to hear that the red maple leaves outside had been blown off a lot by the wind, and she could hear it very clearly. And the person next to the pillow breathes very lightly, quietly like a child.

Yuqing opened her eyes in the dark night, and cautiously turned to look at Xuanhe, at first she hoped that he would be happier when she came, but she didn't expect it to be even more difficult.

Yuqing gently reached over and grabbed Xuanhe's hand, his fingers interlocked, and his heart was in touch.

She remembered what Lian Yi's mother, Mrs. Ouyang, had said at that time.

An orphan girl, with no family, no rights, no money, and not even a person to protect her, nothing can last long with love alone.

The emperor now loves your youth, and the twenty-eight women in the world are all his women, how can Taoli compete with peonies for spring! When his heart slowly freezes, there is no one in this world to protect you...

The voice still seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Mrs. Ouyang guessed correctly, Yuqing has no family and no power, but Concubine Jia's mother is the general of Zhenguo, whichever is more important, she will be easily defeated sooner or later.

But it's still ...... I can't put it down......

Yuqing gently leaned her head on Xuanhe's heart, listened to his vigorous heartbeat, and said in a low voice: "It's not long, as long as you still have a trace of love for me, I won't leave, whether it's your queen or concubine, as long as I can be by your side......"

Xuanhe unconsciously hugged Yuqing tightly, and said vaguely next to her ear: "Yu'er......"

Tears slipped from one eye socket to another, Yuqing bit her lower lip to suppress her crying, he loved her, she knew that it had been nine years, how could she say that if she didn't love, she wouldn't love...

"Childe, don't be so ruthless to me, it's been so many years, if you really don't want me anymore, then I'm really leaving... You'll never see Yu'er again..."

After Yuqing got sick, she thought a lot every day, if she hadn't gone to the stone temple to meet Xuanhe when she was ten years old, what would she be like now, she would find an ordinary person, weaving cloth and herding sheep, children and grandchildren, and relying on each other in an ordinary life.