The spark is sparking, and the girl's figure is crumbling.

Xiao Tingchen subconsciously took her into his arms, and even his voice began to tremble: "Su Xiaojiu? ”

Su Jiu's eyes darkened for a while, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he subconsciously grabbed Xiao Tingchen's clothes, "I'm a little tired...... Xiao Tingchen, I'm a little tired......"

She never considered herself a delicate woman.

Growing up in such an environment since childhood, what kind of suffering is she unbearable?

It's just that after going through so much, my body and mind seem to be full of holes, and I even seem to be about to lose the reason to persevere......

Xiao Tingchen picked her up and ran towards the dormitory in a panic, "Xuan Imperial Doctor!" Come on, Xuan Imperial Doctor! ”

Led by Wu Lingzhi, the imperial doctors of the entire Tai Hospital were called to the dormitory of Qianhe Palace.

The dragon tent hung low, the girl's thin wrist rested on the pulse pillow, Wu Lingzhi personally asked for the pulse, and after a while, he retreated to the side with an ugly face.

It seemed that he didn't dare to diagnose the diagnosis, and several older imperial doctors personally checked the pulse, and finally they all shook their heads and sighed.

Xiao Tingchen grabbed Wu Lingzhi's clothes, "What do you mean by sighing?!" What the hell is wrong with Xiaojiu?! ”

"The emperor is angry...... Wu Lingzhi broke away from him, and took two steps back with low eyebrows, "Miss Su is already delicate and frail, and she has been running around everywhere in the past two years, coupled with excessive worry, this is why she is tired. Dare to ask the emperor, did Miss Su have been drenched in heavy rain in the past two months? She had a cold in her body, and because she was not properly treated in time, the cold had penetrated deep into her bone marrow. In addition, she was poisoned by cold poison back then, which can be described as ...... worse."

What Wu Lingzhi said later, Xiao Tingchen didn't listen.

What echoed repeatedly in the ears was "the wind and cold entered the body" and "the snow made worse".

Yes, he punished her in a prison car two months ago, and it rained outside the Chonghua Palace in southern Xinjiang for most of the day......

Xiao Tingchen sat on the edge of the dragon couch, his demonic face hidden in the shadows.

He muttered, "Is there a cure?" Wu Lingzhi, you know what Su Jiu means to me, no matter what the cost, I will cure her. ”

Wu Lingzhi was silent.

Xiao Tingchen slowly raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in his pupils, which was extremely terrifying.

Wu Lingzhi avoided his gaze, "There is no cure for hemoptysis." If she takes care of herself, Miss Su will have two or three years to live for the rest of her life. If the emperor continues to do mischief to her, it will be a luxury to live for half a year......"

"Two or three years?! Wu Lingzhi, don't you call yourself a miracle doctor?! Aren't you able to live and die with human flesh and bones?! Why can't even hemoptysis be cured?! ”

Wu Lingzhi smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, that is all praise in the market, no matter how powerful the doctor is, it is impossible to bring the patient back to life, Weichen is like this, and all doctors in the world are like this." ”

There was an eerie silence in the dormitory.

The imperial doctors were afraid of being angered by Xiao Tingchen, so they resigned and retired.

Wu Lingzhi clasped his hands in his sleeves and looked at the low-hanging curtain, "From Jinling to Chang'an, Weichen has seen too many lives and deaths, and Miss Su is also mortal after all, and she can't get out of the cycle of life and death."

"Your Majesty, cherish the people in front of you, they are better than anything else. Xie Houye, they didn't know that Beixing'er was Miss Su, and they even thought that Miss Su had been buried in southern Xinjiang...... Why don't you take advantage of Miss Su's ability to walk the world and give them a chance to meet?

"After so many years of going around and around, the chief of the house died to save us, Ah Pu went to the northwest, Huahua martyred the cliff, the most sequitable Rong Jing in the past became a general who fought on the battlefield, and the most incompetent Feng Xian in the past also killed the enemy with an iron horse to serve the country...... But no matter how the years go by, no matter what the other party becomes, everyone still wants to go back to the past. While Miss Su is still alive, let them get together, this is Miss Su's blessing, and it is also a blessing for all of us......"

Candles jumping in the dormitory.

The man sitting on the dragon couch had sideburns like a knife cut and a unique demeanor, but he was gloomy and deep.

The big slender palm pressed his knee tightly, and he lowered his eyes, unable to see the look of his pupils.

After a while, he suddenly sneered.

He laughed so wildly that he almost burst into tears!

He Huo Ran appeared in front of Wu Lingzhi, his big palm mercilessly wrapped around his neck, his peach blossom eyes were scarlet and terrifying, "Wu Lingzhi, you are also standing on Xie Rongjing's side, aren't you?!" Whatever she says she won't live for two or three years, it's all your lie! You want Xiaojiu to fake his death and leave me, you want Xiaojiu and Xie Rongjing to get together to rekindle their old relationship, I know, I know all your conspiracy! ”

The man's face was hideous and distorted, and the word "thief" was evil and crazy.

Under the lights, it is particularly terrifying.

Wu Lingzhi quietly looked at the rampaging Xiao Tingchen.

For a moment, he calmly pushed him away.

He straightened out his court clothes and picked up the medicine box on the table, "The emperor is the king, Wu Lingzhi is the minister, and Weichen will not do anything to turn his back on the king." As for Miss Su...... Wechen will not reveal her identity to others, and will do his best to heal her. Just advise the emperor, Miss Su can no longer withstand the emperor's toss. ”

He stepped back with a cold face.

Xiao Tingchen stood alone in the hall.

The sudden night breeze blew open the flower window, the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the moonlight of the city stepped through the time, and the gentleness fell on the shoulders and cheeks of the man, as gentle as the elders caressing a child.

He slowly raised a hand and laid it over his eyes with an expressionless face.

How so, how so?

Obviously he looks good on weekdays, why did he suddenly get an incurable disease?

It must have been Wu Lingzhi who deliberately misled him, and it must have been the quacks in the Tai Hospital who deliberately fooled him!

Two lines of tears rolled down from under the man's palm.

Xiao Tingchen suddenly smiled and ran back to the dragon couch.

He took a piece of red rope and firmly bound Su Jiu and his left hand.

He bowed his head gently, and gently brushed away the green silk on the girl's face, "Su Xiaojiu, in this life, in the next life, in life and in life, you are not allowed to be separated from me......"

The man's kiss is like a butterfly flowing through the flowers.

Be careful, cherish.

……

The sky is bright.

When Su Jiu woke up, his spirit had recovered a lot, and he was about to sit up, but he found that his hands were tied.

She raised her right arm, and there were dozens of red ropes wrapped around her thin wrist, tied so tightly that she could even feel the bruises gradually forming under her skin.

"Xiao Tingchen, why are you again!"

Catching a glimpse of the man who was still sleeping, the girl had a fire in her belly early in the morning.

Xiao Tingchen was woken up, reached out and dragged her into his arms, and rubbed her head nonchalantly, "Be good, don't make trouble." ”

The voice exudes a low and hoarse taste, and it is particularly sultry to listen to it in the twilight.

He still had to sleep, Su Jiu struggled to sit up, took out a pair of scissors from the bedside drawer, and cut the red rope with a click, "Do you know what time it is?!" I want to die or live to be the emperor, but I really don't bother to go to the early dynasty...... Xiao Tingchen, what about Mingjun? ”

Xiao Tingchen sat up, quietly wiped away the gloom and depth in his eyes, and smiled cynically, "Isn't being an emperor just to be high up and do whatever you want?" ”