The Mandarin Duck Gu will only be so painful on the day of transplantation, and from now on, the pain will be fully borne by the Zi Gu Fang.

This night, He Yue slept very sweetly, and for the first time she dreamed of Duan Qidai dressed in ancient times.

He was dressed in plain clothes, without gold and jade decorations, not even wearing a jade crown, with ink-colored silk ribbons and hair, and gentle eyebrows, as if he was not stained with the red dust of the world.

He Yue's mind rolled through thousands of thoughts for a while, and he suddenly wanted to subconsciously lean over, and the steps on his sideburns shook and the red liu hung down and made a soft sound of collision.

When he saw He Yue, he chuckled, and the inhuman sense of alienation suddenly retreated, and the lotus entered the mortal pool.

"Yueyue." Duan Qidai approached her, caressed her side cheek with his hand, and lowered his head to reassure, "Why are you crying?" ”

It turned out that He Yue's eyes were wet at some point, and her eyelashes were wet into wisps, she tried her best to stabilize her mind, her mind was so chaotic that she couldn't think, and she already said what she wanted to say.

"I almost don't recognize you stupid, you look like a native of ancient times." He Yue raised his hand, his fingers on his wrist.

Duan Qidai didn't say a word, just like a long, long time ago, he took He Yue's shoulders, wrapped her in his arms, raised his hand to remove the step shake and the golden hairpin from her sideburns, and then stroked her hair.

"Say something outrageous." He Yue used this tone every time he gossiped with him in the past.

"I was forcibly married by the emperor, and I can't escape no matter how I escape, I really suspect that when I crossed over, I put a traverser halo on my brain."

She was clearly joking, but the tears couldn't stop flowing, she clearly understood that Duan Qidai in front of her was just a dream that could be broken at the first poke.

"Don't be afraid." Duan Qidai's eyes were full of grief, and he covered her ears with both hands, "Yueyue, don't be afraid." ”

All her disguises in front of Duan Qidai were in vain.

He Yue finally couldn't hold back and cried bitterly, and fell into his arms, "I'm so scared!" It wasn't me who saved him at first! It's Li Xiaoshu! Why did you find me? ”

"There are a few palace maids in the courtyard in three days, and I'm not blind! I was so scared that I would be the next one to be missing. ”

"I'm just a cowardly and fearful person, greedy for life and afraid of death, how can I not be afraid!"

Duan Qidai's body was gradually dissipating, and the dream realm was collapsing inch by inch, and he only left one sentence in the end, "Don't be afraid." ”

！！ He Yue opened her eyes suddenly, and when the mist in her eyes dissipated, she saw the luxurious curtain in front of her clearly, and her graceful face was covered with tears.

She slowed down for a long time before she came to her senses, and Huiqing lifted the curtain and was startled, "Niangniang, what's wrong!" But it still hurts, but do you want the slave to call the imperial doctor? ”

He Yue half stood up and shook his head, the beautiful Liu Ye's eyes were in a trance, and his voice was sparse, "No." ”

"Your Majesty was also sick yesterday, so I didn't come to visit my mother." Hui Qing presented the soaked Jinpa, and gently wiped away the tears on He Yue's face.

"Will he get sick too?" He Yue didn't think too much about asking this question.

Hui Qing handed the Jinpa to Xiao Bi on the side, supported He Yue and leaned on the head of the bed, and said naturally, "Your Majesty is also a mortal person, and birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense. ”

"Mother, how does your body feel now?" Hui Qing asked worriedly.

Today's weather is good, and the light from the flower window shines into the inner room through the screen and falls to the ground, showing a false splendor.

"Good, surprisingly good." He Yue replied.

My body has never been better, as if the timeline has been pulled back to two years ago, relaxed and comfortable.

"The slave waits for the maid to wash." Hui Qing smiled sincerely, "The breakfast in the imperial dining room has been prepared. ”

Ning Rusong was sick for three days as soon as he got sick, he began to practice martial arts when he was a child, and his foundation was much better than He Yue, and he gradually improved later.

At night, he stepped into the inner hall of Yongding Palace, looking at He Yue, who was sitting in front of the desk and looking at the booklet in his hand, she sat straight, her back was straight, her back was straight, her dark green palace clothes decorated her solemn and noble, and the gorgeous gold and jade were embellished in her thick black bun.

She has completely faded away from the unfashionable innocence of two years ago, and he has used his power to more or less make her what she is now.

But his love for He Yue is still the same as in the past, there is no change in the slightest, and he cherishes him with compassion.

He Yue was the tightest extravagant hope in his decadent life, and all his tenderness and kindness were presented to her.

He Yue also noticed Ning Rusong at the door, she closed the booklet, picked her eyes and looked at it, it was clear that only three days had passed, but it seemed like a world away.

Ning Rusong looked a lot thinner, and from her point of view, his cold and gorgeous complexion had already been engraved with a bit of sickness, but even so, his momentum still did not weaken by half a point.

"Your Majesty, why don't you come in?" He Yue asked him, his voice calm.

Ning Rusong stepped into the inner hall and sat in front of her, "I want to see Yueyue, Yueyue hasn't come to visit me in the past three days." ”

He was now begging for mercy, and his tone was smooth, but he still had a strange meaning.

He didn't notice it himself, but He Yue had already seen that it was very strange that she would be able to see through this treacherous emperor one day.