Chapter 630: Parting
The afternoon is warm and always drowsy.
Zhou Youchen, who was sleepy-eyed, wore a silver-gray shirt, leaned on the recliner and looked at the verdant treetops outside the window, not moving for a long time, and was silent for a long time. When he looked at Meng Xilan, who was being helped up, he suddenly sat up straight, his eyes firmly fixed on the direction she came from.
Seeing her walking slowly to the courtyard, Zhou Youchen couldn't wait to stand up, opened his mouth slightly, and clumsily uttered two words. "Lan'er ......"
Meng Xilan couldn't see him, but she could feel his gaze, she stretched out her hand early, and soon, a pair of big palms held her hand back.
This is Zhou Youchen's hand, and the ten fingers and palms are actually thick cocoons.
Jiao Changqing watched the two of them sit holding hands, turned around silently, and only gave Baozhu a look, signaling her to go to the outer hall to wait.
Baozhu knew the proportions and nodded busily.
Zhou Youchen looked at Meng Xilan with her eyes closed, tilted her head, and seemed puzzled.
He didn't know she was blind, and he didn't know what blindness was......
Meng Xilan rubbed his palm and said softly, "Chen'er, I'm here to say goodbye to you today." β
Speaking of this, Meng Xilan's heart was slightly sour.
When she wanted to talk to him at this last moment, he didn't understand anything, he didn't understand anything.
Zhou Youchen held her hand and took her in front of him.
"Chen'er, I'm leaving, I'm going to a far, far away place."
Zhou Youchen stared at her, not understanding what she was talking about at all. He only brought her in front of him again, and spread his arms as if he wanted to hug her.
His movements were too stiff, and Meng Xilan had no choice but to stretch out her hands first and gently wrap her arms around his shoulders.
Zhou Youchen seemed to have been longing for this hug for a long time, he lowered his head and sniffed the faint fragrance of Meng Xilan's body.
Her breath was shallow, and his heart was pounding.
Meng Xilan closed her eyes quietly, not wanting to say anything or do anything for a while.
Because this short intimacy was enough to soothe her heart.
After the silence, Meng Xilan stroked his back and said lightly: "After I leave, you have to be good and accompany us for immortality." β
At this point, the resentment between them doesn't matter anymore. Importantly, he is the father of immortality. Although he can no longer escort him, he can still accompany him, so that he will not be lonely because of the loss of his loved ones.
"I have liked you with all my heart, and I have resented you without reservation. But now it doesn't matter, does it? You won't feel half of the joy or sorrow anymore, and I don't have time to dwell on you anymore. Let's forget about it, forget about it all. β
"If it weren't for the world, maybe we would never see each other, let alone become husband and wife. You killed my child, and I turned you into a wreck! My grudge against you, your hate against me, is settled, and we don't owe each other any more. β
Pale fingers, slowly tugging at his robe. She gave him a chance to turn around and change his life, and he gave her all kinds of honors. They have walked side by side, and they have hurt each other......
After listening to her words, Zhou Youchen slowly let go of her, he looked at her, his lips moved, as if he had something to say, but he couldn't express it.
Meng Xilan raised her head slightly and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "When you were a child, I thought I saved you. Now that I think about it, I'm still naΓ―ve......"
Thinking about it carefully, she did save many people and the Meng family, but she also affected many people. From the past to the present, she and him, they have been losing. Nowadays, there are very few things that you can really hold in your hands. However, those things that have been completely lost can never be recovered.
Zhou Youchen looked confused, and raised his eyes to look at her.
In his heart, it was as if something was about to come out, and he was separated by a thick barrier, unable to move forward.
He felt bad, but he didn't know that it was called "pain."
Meng Xilan pursed her lips and smiled, trying her best to restrain her urge to sob, this was parting, and she couldn't show her grief in front of him.
If one day, he can still remember who she is and remember everything today. He only wanted her to remember her smiling face, not tears.
As he spoke, Baozhu brought two glasses of plum wine.
This is a parting wine. When they got married, they drank a glass of wine, and today's parting wine can be regarded as a settlement, completely ending their husband and wife relationship.
Zhou Youchen took the wine glass and was stunned.
The two glasses touch each other slightly, making a subtle sound.
Meng Xilan raised her head and drank all the wine in her cup. The plum wine, which was originally light and mild, is now bitter and difficult to swallow.
Zhou Youchen did the same, and drank it cleanly.
Meng Xilan's eyes were deep, as if she could see him, she pursed her lips and smiled: "This is the best, you and me, me and you in this life, we have no debts." β
"If there is an afterlife...... her tone froze: "If there is an afterlife, I hope you and I will not meet again...... You are only you, and I am only me, you may still suffer somewhere, but there will be a day when the suffering will come, and I may not be able to help myself, but in the end I will find peace. That's the best way to go. β
Zhou Youchen frowned when he heard this. He didn't know what she meant, but as he watched her stand up and slowly leave, he gradually felt a feeling of suffocation, the feeling of losing everything, even his breath.
"Lan'er...... Lan'er ......"
But, no matter how he called, she didn't look back.
Jiao Changqing stood in the corridor, looked at Meng Xilan with tears in his eyes, and groaned for a while before he said: "Don't be sad, Your Highness won't know, he doesn't feel anything." He didn't know he was going to lose you. β
At this moment, Jiao Changqing suddenly felt a little envious of Zhou Youchen, because he was completely unconscious, and he was a walking corpse.
Meng Xilan stroked his hand, stood under the corridor, and sighed softly: "Tomorrow, arrange manpower to send the Emperor Taishang back to the capital." β
She forced herself on, tears streaming down her cheeks, and within a few steps she fell limped again, unconscious.
Early the next morning, Song Qing'er accompanied the Emperor Taishang back to the capital, and her heart was so restless that she could only leave with tears.
Before leaving, she said earnestly to Jiao Changqing: "Niangniang's illness can no longer be hidden from the emperor. β
After she returns to the palace, the emperor will definitely ask one or two in person, and she will not be able to lie at that time.
"Niang Niang is still unconscious...... She said that the emperor would never be allowed to know until the last resort. β
Song Qing'er bit her lip and cried so loudly that her voice trembled: "Isn't it the last moment?" Do you want our emperor to not even see the last side of his mother...... Then the emperor will go crazy! β
Jiao Changqing's eyes sank when he heard this, and his heart was like a knife. "Then ask the concubine to tell the emperor the truth."
Song Qing'er nodded tearfully: "This palace knows, this palace will go back." β
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Three days later, Changsheng greeted his father and mother in front of Taihe Palace, but he didn't expect to be waiting for a thunderbolt from a sunny day.
"Your Majesty, Niangniang, she is very sick...... It's heavy! β
Changsheng sat in the Jinluan Hall with a cold face, listening to Concubine Song's words, silent. He didn't get angry, he didn't yell and scream. He just sat there, not even a look of pain and shock on his face, just sat there blankly.
In the entire hall, only Song Qing'er's suppressed cry could be heard.
Shen Dan looked at the emperor with a pale face and an uneasy expression.
After a while, Changsheng turned his head slightly as if he had suddenly thought of something, his gaze was on Shen Dan's anxious gaze, and in an instant, he suddenly understood something.
He turned his head and glanced at Gao Fu, whose face was sinking like water. He couldn't see the shock on their faces...... I can't see the surprise......
Changsheng retracted his gaze and immediately understood, it turned out that they all knew about the queen mother...... Only he, the son, doesn't know!
He lowered his head, his eyes gradually became hot, and he got up with his sleeves and said, "Swing!" β
Xu was too shocked, and when he got up, his body shook slightly.
Shen Dan hurriedly walked over and stretched out his hand to help him. Changsheng pushed her away and walked straight towards the palace gate.
Gao Fuli's face was heavy, knowing that the situation was not good, but he still bowed down and followed.
"Your Majesty, you are the monarch, you can't leave the capital for a few days without an explanation! The reason why the Queen Mother has concealed it until now is that she is worried that the emperor will delay the government because of excessive worry! β
Changsheng's footsteps paused, and his face sank again: "Spread my will, when I leave the palace, the affairs of the court and the central government will be handled by Prime Minister Meng Cheng on his behalf!" β
The Prime Minister Meng Cheng in his mouth is his own uncle, Meng Xizhao.
Gao Fuli secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then caught up with the emperor again, and said, "The slave will accompany the emperor." β
Changsheng didn't speak, just glared at him fiercely, his eyes full of resentment.
Gao Fuli knew what he hated, and lowered his head: "Long live Lord, all this is what Niangniang meant." Even if the minions in this palace have a hundred dares and a thousand lives, they don't dare to hide such a big thing! β
Changsheng was speechless.
He was puzzled, he was confused, he was worried! Why did the queen mother hide it from him?
Because the emperor was in a hurry, the guard of honor out of the palace had no time to prepare. Five thousand forbidden troops, all fully armed, followed the emperor's team out of the palace in case of emergency.
All the way, less than two days, arrived at the palace.
Changsheng hurried under his feet, and only then did he pass through the cold and quiet corridor, and when he heard the direction of the apse, there was a faint cry of grief, which caused everyone to be startled.
Changsheng's face changed slightly, and he immediately rushed to the inner hall.
The person who cried was Jiao Changqing.
He stood in a corner of the courtyard, his head in his hands, sobbing in a low voice, his tense shoulders trembling with messy breathing.
Why is he crying? Could it be that the queen mother ...... No! Absolutely not!
Changsheng looked at him fixedly, and after a long time, he raised his courage, took a step forward, and said in a hoarse voice: "What about the queen mother?" β
Jiao Changqing was stunned when he heard this, and turned around in embarrassment, but saw the emperor standing behind him, kneeling on his knees, kowtowing and pleading.
Changsheng twisted his eyebrows, pulled him up from the ground, looked at the tears on his face, and asked word by word, "What's wrong with the queen mother?" β
Jiao Changqing closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm going to die......
Changsheng's hands trembled, his eyes were as sharp as knives, he pushed him away with all his might, walked towards the inner hall with his head bored, and said to himself, "You are all lying to me...... Deceive ...... The queen mother is okay...... The queen mother must be fine......"
Through the layers of gauze tents, Changsheng finally saw Meng Xilan.
At this time, she was pale, her eyes were closed, and she was lying quietly on the soft couch, breathing lightly and silently.
Chang vividly moved his lips, but he was speechless.
She's so thin that she's barely human-shaped, and she's suffered so much these days.
Changsheng stumbled to his mother's bedside, held her cold hand, and called in a low voice: "Queen Mother, the son is here......"
The person on the bed didn't move, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Changsheng was anxious and scared, shook her hand and said, "Queen Mother, wake up." Look at Erchen! β
His breathing grew deeper and deeper, gradually turning into a choked cry.
"Why didn't you tell your son...... Why don't you let your sons stay with you......"
Gao Fuli stood a few steps away, knelt down silently, tears already flowing silently. After kneeling for a moment, he suddenly remembered something, and then he got up again, and hurried out of the inner sanctum.
Suddenly, Meng Xilan on the bed was awakened by Changsheng's cry, she opened her eyes, her eyes were miserable and dark, and her voice murmured, like a dream: "Changsheng ......"
Changsheng was suddenly startled, hurriedly stepped forward, looked at his mother and said, "It's me, it's Erchen who is here." β
Meng Xilan smiled weakly and reluctantly shook his hand: "Look, how old the emperor is this year." Why are you still crying? β
She had already prepared in her heart, if immortality came, it would be her limit.
Changsheng grabbed the queen mother's hand in a panic, put it on his crying wet face, and sighed deeply: "Queen mother, why did you hide it from your son, you told everyone, why didn't you tell your son!" What are you going to do now! β
Although he has always been uneasy in his heart, he always believes that as long as Jiao Changqing is there, there will be no big problem for the queen mother.
Meng Xilan gently wiped away his tears with her fingertips and muttered, "I don't want you to know, and I don't want you to see me like a ghost or a ghost." Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things. The queen mother is not afraid, so don't be afraid of ......."
She had barely spoken a few words before she gasped weakly.
Jiao Changqing immediately brought ginseng soup to replenish her qi.
"The son wants the queen mother to live! The son ordered to post the emperor's list, recruit famous doctors from all over the world, and treat his mother's illness......"
Meng Xilan held his thumb and shook his head gently: "Don't toss, just let it be." β
"What's going to be natural? Mother, you want to live! For the sake of your sons, you must also live! Changsheng lost control of his emotions and shouted hoarsely.
Meng Xilan pleaded: "Changsheng, I'm really tired." Can you let me take a break? β
She spoke in a tone that was paler than her face.
"You're an adult, and there's nothing I can do for you anymore." After Meng Xilan said this, she wanted to smile at him, but her tears were like beads with broken threads.