Xiao Tingchen sat on the embroidery pier and slowly put on his new boots.

The size is just right.

The man stared at his boots, and a touch of fascination appeared in his peach blossom eyes.

He still remembers how envious he was when he was a child, whenever he saw the Li family making small shoes and clothes for Xiao Tingde, he asked Xue Chengcheng to make a pair of small shoes for him, but what he got was always scolding.

The man rubbed his eyebrows and looked out the window at the bright moon.

The golden autumn moon is full.

On the autumn night of the first year of Tianheng, he sat on the country and the little queen of his childhood sweetheart.

He was greedy, so greedy that he hated not to be the luckiest man in the world.

If, if Xue Chengcheng really regrets it......

Even if it's just a little bit of regret......

The ghost sent the gods, and he got up and went towards Weiyang Palace.

Compared with the silk and bamboo orchestras and staggered plans of the Taiji Palace, Weiyang Palace is too deserted.

A full moon hung high in the sky, and the silvery white moon was like a falling hoarfrost, enveloping the entire palace.

The little palace maid guarding outside the hall was napping, Xiao Tingchen opened the curtain and stepped in, the hall was silent, and the thick fragrance of cold medicine came to his face.

Deep in the beaded curtain, the woman was lying on the chaise longue, the futon was not covered.

The green silk dragged the ground, the wrist exposed outside the quilt was as slender as bone, and the beautiful face of the past was dull and sallow, as if it was about to die.

He watched quietly.

Xue Chengcheng suddenly coughed in his sleep.

Gradually, she coughed badly, and she sat up with difficulty, gently covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Xiao Tingchen saw that there were blood stains on the handkerchief.

His hand behind his back couldn't help but tighten.

Is this woman really very sick?

As if he had finally noticed Xiao Tingchen, Xue Chengcheng's face was like gold paper, and he gasped slightly, "...... Am I dreaming? ”

The palace maid on duty at night was about to be lazy, her lips were chapped, and her voice was hoarse.

Xiao Tingchen silently poured her a cup of herbal tea.

Xue Chengcheng took it and quickly drank it clean.

She glanced at the boots under Xiao Tingchen's robe, and there was a smile on her bleak face, "Is the size still appropriate?" I did it by guessing ......"

"Exactly." Xiao Tingchen's voice was steady.

Xue Chengcheng coughed a few more times, "That's good...... I'm getting worse and worse, and I don't know if I will have the opportunity to make you another pair of shoes in the future......"

There are no candles in the hall, and the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival is very clear.

Xiao Tingchen stood in front of the chaise longue, his handsome and evil face dyed with coldness.

He looked at Xue Chengcheng calmly, and there were no waves or waves in his peach blossom eyes, "What the hell are you playing?" ”

"Tricks?" Xue Chengcheng raised his sleeves to cover his lips, and smiled sadly and helplessly, "In your eyes, is all this I doing just tricks?" ”

She paused, and slowly lowered her wide sleeves, "That's it, today's fruit is the past, after so many years, after all, I can't stand you......"

Xiao Tingchen saw that her wide sleeves were stained with blood.

Although he did not understand medical science, he also understood that hemoptysis was very serious.

He frowned and stepped out of the dormitory.

Not long after, several imperial doctors led by Wu Lingzhi rushed to Weiyang overnight to personally ask Xue Chengcheng for his pulse.

Xue Chengcheng sat weakly on the pillow and let them pulse.

When he lowered his eyes and coughed, a smile flashed in his eyes.

……

The Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet finally ended, Su Jiu was half drunk and half awake, and was helped back to the Qianhe Palace by Bailu and Frost in a daze.

As soon as she stepped into the threshold of the hall, she couldn't help but take off her coat and staggered onto the dragon couch.

Soon after lying down, the girl suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

What about Xiao Tingchen?

It seems that from the time she was halfway through her drink, the dog man was gone!

She got up suddenly, and the dormitory was solemn, with only a few glass palace lamps lit sporadically.

The dog man is not in the temple at all!

Su Jiu seemed to think of something, and stumbled to the closet.

opened the closet, and the pair of boots that Xue Chengcheng made for Xiao Tingchen were gone.

The girl is mostly sober.

She narrowed her deer eyes and did not hesitate to order Bai Lu to drive the Weiyang Palace.

Outside Weiyang Palace, Xiao Tingchen stood with his hands in his hands.

Wu Lingzhi stood behind him and whispered Xue Chengcheng's illness, "...... This illness came suddenly, and Wei Chen estimated that it was caused by the excessive worry of the former emperor and concubine. If Niangniang continues to be sentimental, I'm afraid I really won't be able to survive this winter......"

Xiao Tingchen's lip line was tense.

He thought that Xue Chengcheng's illness was strange, and she might have deliberately set up a situation to win his sympathy.

But......

After all, he believed in Wu Ling's fat medical skills.

The man slowly turned his fingers, "In your opinion, what should I do?" ”

Wu Lingzhi faintly heard about the good things that Xue Chengcheng did, although he didn't like this former imperial concubine, but the doctor was benevolent, he still told the truth: "The disease is born from the heart, and no matter how good the medicine is, it will cure the symptoms but not the root cause." According to Weichen's humble opinion, he still has to untie the knot in the heart of the former emperor and concubine. ”

"I see."

Xiao Tingchen raised his hand and motioned for him to step back.

The moonlight is like ink.

Xiao Tingchen stood alone under the eaves of the palace for a long, long time.

He stared down at the boots under his robe, his handsome face revealing a touch of complexity.

It wasn't until the palace lamps burned out that he said lightly: "Spread my will, the Mid-Autumn Festival should be celebrated by the whole country." Remembering the self-denial and reflection of the former emperor and concubine during this period of time, praying for the blessing of the country, lifting the ban on Weiyang Palace, and respecting her as the queen mother. ”

Every word of his life seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

The squinted peach blossom eyes are narrow and sharp, hiding a thick sense of uncertainty.

This was the last chance he gave Xue Chengcheng, and it was also the last chance he gave himself.

He didn't believe that Xue Chengcheng could play tricks under him, the best, she didn't have the heart to play tricks at all.

Su Jiu hurried over, and happened to hear the voice of the waiter.

She couldn't believe it!

She drank too much wine, staggered, and grabbed Xiao Tingchen's wide sleeves so that she didn't fall to the ground.

She raised her little face, her deer eyes were moist, "Xiao Tingchen ......"

"How much alcohol did my sister drink?" The man put his arm around her thin waist, "I can't even stand on my feet." ”

"You promised me that you would never let Xue Chengcheng leave Weiyang Palace! Not only have you let her go now, but you also respect her as the queen mother! Su Jiu was not angry, "How can you regret what you said?!" ”

Xiao Tingchen's eyebrows were like mountains.

After a while, he chuckled: "My sister is drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk!" Su Jiu broke away from his hand, "What kind of person Xue Chengcheng is, do you know?!" ”

She will never forget the ruthless appearance of that woman in her life.

But Xiao Tingchen was just silent, and then walked towards Qianhe Palace.

His Qingyue's voice was chilled in the autumn night, "She's my mother, she's dying." ”

was as simple as eight words, which made Su Jiu's heart shatter in an instant.

She watched Xiao Tingchen walk away, gritted her teeth, and suddenly turned around and stepped into Weiyang Palace.

The lights in the palace were bright, and there were many imperial doctors gathered in the dormitory.

Su Jiu walked to the chaise longue and saw Xue Chengcheng sitting on the pillow and slowly drinking medicine.

She said coldly: "The first emperor and concubine have good means, and a pair of boots can be exchanged for the honor of the queen mother...... This calculation, Su Jiu admired. ”