Chapter 4: The Sound of Falling Snow

Feeling Qi Long's gaze stop on him, Su Mi felt an inexplicable chill.

Silence lingered between the two for a moment, and finally Qi Long spoke: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Mi'er has become more and more clear when she lands, but I am ......" He stared at Su Mi and said, with a little hazy smile in his eyes, but it seemed to be mocking something.

"Your Majesty," Su Mi sat down on the side of the bed, and naturally interrupted his words: "The emperor has worked hard this time, and now it is finally completed, although there are twists and turns in the middle, but the world has been unified, and Northern Liao is no longer a problem, as long as you recuperate quietly and recuperate, you will ...... in the future" Su Mi's voice trembled even she hadn't noticed, and she reluctantly smiled and said: "Now, all the people in the world are looking forward to you?" ”

"Are you done?" Qi Long smiled, his expression was bitter that he had never seen before, with a faint sense of amazement, "Okay, let everyone in the world think so." ”

Listening to Qi Long's tone, Su Mi really didn't know what to say.

Maybe it's because the stove in the temple is too much and too prosperous, and the dull heat is not dissipating, so that the deepest part of the heart is also dull and difficult to solve.

It's just that these days, Mi'er has also suffered in Liu Quan's family, and has been hiding in Tibet for the past two years. He looked at her with a quiet gaze, and his tone was still flat, but he began to have a touch of unfathomable depth that Su Mi couldn't see.

"Compared with the emperor's carriage and horses, what is this suffering?" Su Mi said with a smile of relief.

Two years after the separation. Saying such words again made Su Mi feel unfamiliar, perhaps, she would never have the opportunity to tell the truth in front of him in her life.

"yes, it's nothing," Qi Long laughed, "It's more than my chariots and horses." ”

His smile spread from the corner of his mouth, but before it reached the bottom of his eyes, it disappeared into a continuous cough. He lowered his head, coughing and almost vomiting all the internal organs in his body.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Su Mi's eyes.

He finally recognized himself. I recognize the people around me, but how huge the price is! Su Mi can imagine. When Qi Long walked into Ni Yuan's army with the dream of personally unifying the world, only to find that what awaited him was imprisonment and use, what kind of shock and despair he was. From a proud emperor to a prisoner, it is the difference between heaven and hell. Moreover, this huge fall was brought about by his own ignorance, and it was his own greed that led him step by step into this ingenious trap. What a blow and torture this would be for the proud him.

Su Mi moved. Sit behind him and gently beat his back to help him straighten out his breath.

"Your Majesty, you should take your medicine. Outside, an imperial doctor cautiously approached and whispered.

Qi Long didn't react, and the imperial doctor thought he had acquiesced, and immediately walked in with a gold plate. At this time, Su Mi was there, and naturally he was a palace man who didn't need to serve the medicine.

Su Mi was about to get the jade bowl on it, but a hand stretched out beside Leng Buding.

With a strong swing, the gold plate flipped over, flashing with a golden light, and there was a "clang". fell to the white jade foot in front of the bed.

The jade bowl immediately shattered into several pieces, and the black and heavy medicinal juice flowed down the white jade texture of the feet to the ground of the gold brick paving.

The rich medicinal fragrance diffuses and is pungent and suffocating.

Before Su Mi's outstretched hand could be withdrawn, she looked at Qi Long in a daze. Because of this simple action, he coughed again.

"Your Majesty ......" Su Mi put down his hand, but he didn't know how to persuade him, and glanced at the palace people outside the palace.

At the moment when the gold plate fell, they had already knelt on the ground quickly and meekly, their movements skillful and smooth, and it seemed that they were ...... Su Mi smiled bitterly. These days, Qi Long's temper is often there.

She gently patted Qi Taki on the back. He said softly: "Your Majesty, good medicine is good for illness." If you don't drink medicine, how can you be cured? ”

Qi Long didn't speak, he raised his head and looked at the plate on the ground in a trance.

Su Mi saw that he originally wanted to swing this plate and this bowl of medicine far away, but after trying all his strength, he just let it roll over and fall to the side of the bed.

"Do you think I should drink the medicine?" He turned his head to stare at Su Mi, looked at her with a smile, and asked.

Su Mi was stunned, and she looked down at the medicinal juice spilled under her feet. According to her local medical skills, she can naturally smell that this bowl of medicine is just a simple bowl of cold medicine that repels cold and relieves cough, the materials are expensive, and the heat is appropriate, which is exactly to treat Qi Long's current symptoms, and there is no fault in the slightest. Even if Su Mi did it herself, I was afraid that she would not be able to prescribe a better prescription.

But she clearly saw something gloomy, slowly condensing in the deepest part of Qi Long's eyes.

Not because of this bowl of medicine? What else could it be?

"Your Majesty, how can you be cured without drinking medicine?" Su Mi avoided his gaze and comforted: "The concubines are still waiting to see the day when the emperor will set foot on the Shenwu Gate to accept the worship of all the people." ”

After the emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty returned from the victory, they would hold a ceremony to sacrifice prisoners at the Shenwu Gate, accept the worship of all the people, and show their martial honors.

Qi Long's expedition, purely from the point of view of purpose, was indeed to destroy Nanchen and unify the world under the national name of Great Qi. Although there have been unpleasant twists and turns in the capital, it is precisely because of such twists and turns that a grand ceremony is more urgently needed to soothe the panicked and impetuous people's hearts and whitewash this glorious peaceful and prosperous era. It's a pity that Qi Long has been sick and weak since he returned, and he was infected with a cold a few days ago, so the matter of the ceremony has been delayed.

Hearing Su Mi's words, Qi Long's face showed a trance-like look, and then it dimmed. Half-ringing, he nodded slightly. Leaning on the couch, he returned to his silent and powerless posture.

Su Mi gestured slightly.

There, the imperial doctor who had just come in with the medicine had already taken the second bowl of medicine and bowed down to stand still, waiting for the edict, and when he saw Su Mi's signal, he hurriedly stepped forward.

Su Mi picked up the jade bowl on it, and she gently turned the spoon. The silver spoon touched the top of the carved jasper bowl with a slight crisp sound. It was particularly loud in this strangely quiet hall.

As if trying the temperature of the potion, Su Mi put a shallow spoonful of medicine into his lips.

It was indeed an ordinary bowl of wind and cold medicine, and he didn't move any hands and feet. Su Mi was relieved.

"I haven't seen her for two years, but Mi'er is still so considerate. Seeing her movements, Qi Long chuckled softly.

Su Mi lowered her head, this kind of Qi Long made her unable to figure it out, and she was completely confused.

"The emperor praised it. The concubines can't wait to be by the emperor's side for the past two years. can serve the emperor day and night. She could only say respectfully.

"These two years......" Qi Long was about to say something, but a series of coughs interrupted him.

"Don't worry, the emperor, let's talk after drinking the medicine. She said quickly.

Then feed the medicinal juice to Qi Long and drink it slowly.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, seeing that Qi Long's face had a tired look, Su Mi said softly: "Your Majesty, you can sleep first." ”

"Hmm," Qi Long nodded, and lay back on the couch with infinite weariness. said: "You step down first, it's hard enough on the road now, come and serve tomorrow." As he spoke, he was already groggy and half-asleep.

"The concubine will come over tomorrow to ask for ......," Su Mi whispered, bowed and retreated.

Walking out of the Qianqing Palace, as if out of a stagnant shadow, she let out a long breath. Exhale all the stuffiness in your chest out of your body, and watch it turn into a cloud of white mist and drift into the air.

I don't know when it started snowing again.

There was silence, except for the rustling of snow particles on the rooftops and corridors.

Su Mi looked back, under the gloomy weather, the outline of the Qianqing Palace was blurred, but the majestic momentum was still pressing, like a giant beast that had been sitting and lying here since ancient times.

Qi Long's days are numbered.

Thinking of this irreparable fact, Su Mi felt sad in her heart.

It was because the most sane part of her was clearly reminding her. At this time, Qi Long couldn't die yet. You can't just leave the whole country like a newborn baby and die, or because of the long-term companionship. The grinding of ears and temples made it so that unconsciously, the young and proud figure had gradually occupied a place in the depths of her heart, even if it had nothing to do with love, it still made her uneasy.

She couldn't tell all this, she only knew that at this moment, her heart was like this stagnant shadow, like the snowflakes swaying in the wind, and she couldn't find a little clarity.

She only knew that at this moment, she didn't want to see such a Qi Long, she didn't like to see it, she didn't want to see it, she didn't want to see it, and she couldn't bear to watch it.

This time the typhoid fever was just a minor illness, and the cause that really drained Qi Long's life was in his heart, in his heart that he couldn't bear to be torn off from the pinnacle of success.

When a person despairs in his heart, he can no longer look for the last one to rely on.

It's like a green plant, and in winter, it withers and dies.

It's like three years ago.

The same loss, as well as ...... The same silence.

In that same cold winter, she watched her best friend die, and now she had to watch another person who was just as close, or even more intimate, slowly dying for the same reason.

He was her husband, and no matter what purpose she came to him, this could not be denied or changed. Unless she died, she would never be able to change her identity.

The fog was ethereal, and the snow was falling.

"Niangniang, let's go back to the palace. Mi Qing had already stepped out of the porch and held up an umbrella by the eaves.

Su Mi nodded lightly and stepped under the umbrella.

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