The witch Rakshasa died, although Li Yuntong was saved, it was equivalent to losing half of his life, and the previous slippery body was damaged, and he was in a coma and never woke up.

And Cai Bangsa's illness after the death of Ladaimu, there was no antidote, the medicine stone was ineffective, day by day, dragged on for more than two months, and it couldn't stand it in the end.

It's still a sting.

The dead are gone, and even though the living are grieving, life still has to go on, but Saimaga has a lot of resentment towards his brother and sister-in-law because of the matter of Musa, and feels that Songtsen Gampo missed the antidote in order to save Li Yuntong, but seeing Li Yuntong's unconscious appearance, it is not easy to say anything, but his heart is not as kind as before.

Li Yuntong is getting better day by day, but Chizun, who has always been in good health, because Li Yuntong is sick, and the things of promoting Buddhism are mostly handled by her.

On that day, the sun was very good, and through the screen window, it warmly shone into the pavilion of Xiyue Palace.

However, Chizun lying on the bed was like dead ashes, except for the occasional slight fluctuation of breathing, it was almost impossible to see that there was a living person lying on the bed.

"Ready? Lift me up, shower and change clothes. Chizun said angrily.

After death, people have to be scrubbed and change their clothes, but Chizun hopes that before her, everything will be arranged properly, and no one will worry about it at all.

"Jiamusa......" Her personal ambassador wanted to persuade her, but because she knew Chizun's temperament, she swallowed her words, stretched out her hand to help her sit up, and said, "It's all ready, the slave and maid will help you up." ”

She and another ambassador girl, one left and one right, half-racked up the already skinny Chizun these days and walked to the bathroom......

Several times, the handmaidens who were close to her thought that Chizun was going to die in the bathtub, but they saw her open her eyes.

Hearing any movement outside, the ambassador girl looked out the window along the light and shadow, turned her head to Chizun and smiled brightly: "Jiamusa, Zampu is here, the slave and maid are waiting for you to get up." ”

Outside the floor canopy with heavy curtains, several maids saluted in unison: "The slave has seen Zampu." ”

Hearing this, Chizun, who was immersed in the saffron bathtub, slowly opened her eyes, and when she heard the familiar voice outside the veil, she suddenly felt her strength surge all over her body.

No matter how much she has in this man's heart, but for her, he is her husband and her god, and her body and mind have already been given to this man.

So she was willing to do her best for his country, for his ambitions, for his desire to spread the Dharma here.

Hearing Songtsen Gampo's feet moving inward, Chizun hurriedly said weakly: "Don't come in, Zanpu, wait for the concubine to go out, the concubine is like this, I'm afraid of scaring you." ”

Listening to the footsteps did not stop, Chizun said again: "Please Zanpu leave some dignity for the concubine, the concubine is like this, and she really can't face the saint." ”

The figure stopped, but stood motionless outside the curtain.

In the middle of the night, Chizun raised his eyes and smiled, lightly raised his bony arms, and stretched out to the two ambassador girls standing aside, who waited together, walked out of the bathtub, and changed into plain white silk clothes.

Fastening the belt, Chizun laughed at himself in a low voice, "This dress is so much like a shroud, if you lose your breath for a while, you don't have to change it for me......"

The ambassador let go of her hand and quickly knelt down with the other maids waiting in the bathroom, "Jiamusa forgive ...... sins"

She should be taboo, Mo Meng is now terminally ill, although such a plain white shirt is usually suffered by Mo Meng, but it is inevitably a little taboo at this time.

Chizun looked at their bodies trembling, and couldn't help sighing, "Let's all get up, I think this dress is very good, I'm used to wearing it on weekdays, but I'm not used to changing it." ”

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the figure standing outside the curtain, intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that Chizun didn't care, the maids stopped talking and silently served her to change her clothes.

Xu was afraid that Songtsen Gampo would be in a hurry if they delayed for too long, and their actions of changing clothes and makeup for Chizun were accelerated, but they were still proceeding in an orderly manner.

When everything was done, Chizun looked at himself in the mirror, although he was very thin, but his face looked much more normal because of the rouge, just a pair of eyes, which were a little bizarre, almost half of the face in the mirror.

She gently sipped her lipstick and reached out to her personal ambassador.

The ambassador shook her head in horror.

Chizun still stretched out his hand, his gaze firm and persistent.

The ambassador finally took out a vial from her bosom and handed it to Chizun.

Chizun poured out three small pills from it, poured them in his hand, and put them in his mouth with confidence.

The ambassador exclaimed in surprise, and then thought that Songtsen Gampo was outside, and covered her mouth tightly, but her eyes were already full of tears.

When everything was in order, Songtsen Gampo came out behind the curtain, and what Songtsen Gampo saw was a red-haired and shawl, with a face like a peach and plum, bright eyes and bright teeth, except that he was very thin, and did not seem to have changed much from the past.

If there is any difference, it is that her eyes seem to be a little more coquettish than before, and under the closer look of her face, there is also a strange flush.

Songtsen Gampo asked with concern: "I heard that you are not doing well today?" The movement on this day was not small, and people called Baima into the palace, and told Gongsong Gongzan to treat his sister well? ”

Baima is the daughter of Chizun and has been married a few years ago.

Chizun didn't answer his words, but smiled sideways: "It's nothing, I just want Baima, so I called her into the palace to have a look, and she went over to ask you for peace?" Hey, I knew she would make a fuss, so I wouldn't have called her into the palace. ”

At this moment, although she was still a little lacking in breath when she spoke, she was not as angry as before, and she couldn't hear it clearly if she didn't listen carefully.

Hearing that she was already much better, Songtsen Gampo's expression was a little more relaxed, and he felt that the imperial doctor was afraid that he was talking too conservatively, didn't he see that it was getting better, he looked at Chizun's expression and smiled a little, "Why are you tossing up and bathing, how can you catch a cold again?" Are you feeling better? ”

"Zampu, look, I don't look good?" Without waiting for Songtsen Gampo to answer, Chizun laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I was sick for too long a few days ago, and even I don't like to look in the mirror. ”

"Who said I hated you?" Songtsen Gampo grabbed her and walked inside, "I just don't like you to ignore your own body, even if Wencheng can't be a director now, you are anxious, you should take care of yourself, if you fall ill, you are not guilty?" ”

"Is Zampu going to blame the concubine?" Chizun smiled, put his hand on Songtsen Gampo's hand, laughed like no one, and said softly: "The concubine once told you that you want to promote the Dharma in Tibet with Sister Wencheng, and there is an accident in Piladaimu, and there is a witch Rakshasa to make trouble......

"Although you blamed the archmage for that incident, and let him think about it behind closed doors in the name of lax discipline, but the reputation of Bon is stronger among the people than before, and if you don't open the altar to preach the scriptures and do some charity, I am afraid that Buddhism will be suppressed by them, and the concubines will naturally be ......anxious when they see that you are anxious."

"Nonsense! No matter how urgent things are, how can they be more important than the body? Songtsen Gampo was a little angry, and seeing that Chizun seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet, he held her hand tighter, and said with an unhappy expression: "You look like this, Wen Cheng is also sick and crooked, and you have all fallen, isn't it more like the other party's wishes?" ”

Chizun laughed, obviously she was almost thirty years old, but she smiled as delicately as a little girl, she tilted her head and said, "So, does Zampu want to dispose of the concubine?" ”

Without waiting for Songtsen Gampo to answer, she said: "You must be reluctant to blame the concubine, you promised the concubine's father back then, you will take care of the concubine for the rest of your life, even if there is a big thing, you will not blame the concubine......"

She sighed: "Actually, the concubine is a little regretful, just like you said, Sister Wencheng is like that, the concubine has fallen again, although there are high monks in the temple, but in the end it is not as dedicated as us, when the concubine goes, I am afraid that you will ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Songtsen Gampo covered her mouth, lowered his face and said, "What nonsense? Aren't you good, get me well, and don't say those unlucky words. ”

Holding the hand that Songtsen Gampo was covering his mouth, he pasted it on his face, and Chizun snuggled in Songtsen Gampo's arms, half-snuggling and half-leaning on him to walk into the dormitory.

At this moment, her heart was full of sweetness, as if she had married him in the first place, completely forgetting that she was seriously ill.

When she heard the "squeak" in front of her and pushed the temple door open, she suddenly came back to her senses.

When they arrived at the door of the dormitory, their eyes met instantly, and both of them were silent.

Chizun stared at Songtsen Gampo for a while without evasion, and then his delicate eyelashes drooped, and said, "Is Zampu going to stay here today?" ”

Songtsen Gampo sighed lightly, stroked her face and said, "I'll go see Wencheng again, you rest first." ”

Chizun tilted his head slightly, turned his jaw sideways, and then said a little sadly: "Sister Wencheng doesn't wake up for a day, do you want to accompany her for a day......

Her words paused: "Last night, the concubine dreamed of the past, and dreamed that you looked at the concubine happily, and when the dream woke up, the concubine remembered that what you like now is not the concubine, but Wencheng's sister...... You have been with her for so many days, and you can't accompany your concubine this night? ”

Songtsen Gampo was silent.

After a while, he said: "I'll come over when I go to see her, I was going to go over, but I heard Baima say that you are a little bad, so come over first...... Now that I see you like this, I am relieved......"

At this, his body trembled, and his words stopped.

After a long while, he controlled his emotions, hugged Chizun in his arms and said, "What do you say now, in the past, you are all my queen, and in my heart, you all like it." It's just that she ended up in such a situation for the sake of Musa, I ......"

He couldn't go on.

Although he knew in his heart what Chizun liked to hear, he wanted him to say that his feelings for Li Yuntong were not so deep, and he only treated her like this for the sake of Musa...... He couldn't tell those lies.

Seeing him look like this, Chizun thought of his true thoughts, and said lightly: "The concubine has never had the luxury of one day to monopolize Zampu, and she doesn't dare to think about it...... But at the beginning, Zampu married his concubine from Nipolo to Tubo and promised the concubine the position of queen, so he couldn't help but hope that Zampu could treat his concubine more than other women...... But you are good to the concubine, but you are not tempted, fortunately, you are not tempted by other women, the concubine thinks that your heart is Tibet, it is a snowy region, so you will not take the private relationship between men and women to heart......"

"When you marry Wencheng's sister, the concubine understands that you originally had a heart, but that heart is not for the concubine. The concubine was unwilling, the concubine was jealous, and even once, the concubine wanted to take the life of Wencheng's sister......" Seeing the color change of Songtsan Ganbu, Chizun laughed, although the smile was more desolate than crying, "But the concubine is a person who worships the Buddha, Buddha Yun's eight sufferings in life, life suffering, old suffering, sickness, death, love and parting suffering, resentment will be bitter, asking for no suffering, five yin is blazing and bitter' concubines are suffering from asking for it, how can it not be the Buddha's test of the concubines!" ”

"The concubine and Sister Wencheng together, in order to spread the Dharma in the land of Tibet, took a lot of effort, every time I see the appreciation in your eyes, the concubine feels that there is a concubine in your eyes, so the concubine wants to do more and get more praise from you."

“…… Just this night, just this night, the concubine wants you to accompany you, hug the concubine, and carry the concubine to the bed as she did when she married you......"

As he spoke, Chizun's voice darkened.

Songtsen Gampo couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect to hear Chizun say this, he squinted and was silent, remembering the time he spent with Chizun in the past, and then looked at Chizun who was weak in his arms, he stretched out his hand to carry Chizun off the ground and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you tonight." Actually, I've always loved you more than you, not because you helped me, but because of you, I still remember when you first got married, and you didn't dare to say anything shyly......"

Seeing the tenderness in Songtsen Gampo's eyes, Chizun couldn't help but wet his eyes: "Zampu ......"

She choked in her throat with only one call.

Chizun remembered that a long, long time ago, on the day Princess Wencheng arrived in Tibet, Songtsen Gampo once said to her, although she would marry another queen, she would always be regarded as her closest person, and couldn't help crying: "Thank you......"

Thank you for being willing to deceive me and let me have no worries on my deathbed!

The tears that filled the eyelashes finally rolled down his cheeks.

Then, her eyes slowly closed.

Feeling the weakness of the hand in his arms, Songtsen Gampo looked down at Chizun, looked at the beautiful and charming face in his arms, and gently kissed the tears on her cheeks.

He said softly: "You are Momeng, the queen of Tibet, and my beloved wife, don't be presumptuous, you and I are husband and wife, some little things, what do you say thank you for?" Get well quickly, I'll take you out on horseback and shoot arrows, don't you want to tame an eagle by yourself? When you get better, I'll teach you how to falconry...... As long as you're getting better......"

His slightly hoarse voice became lower and lower, and he picked up Chizun, who was wearing a white silk shirt, and strode towards the depths of the dormitory.