He looked at her like this, and the fatigue of the day had disappeared. When he saw the palace maid who was about to salute, he raised his hand to stop, gently stepped into the house, sat next to her, put his arms around her waist,
Hug her tenderly.
The woman in his arms froze suddenly, her face turned red, and she tried to break away without waiting for Bei Gong Tengxiao's reaction. Her fingertips were pricked by a sharp silver needle, and a small drop of blood came out.
Beigong Tengxiao hid the disappointment in his eyes, grabbed her finger, sucked it gently, looked down at her and said, "Does it hurt?"
Chu Jiaoli shook her head gently.
As if coaxing a child, Beigong Tengxiao gently blew the wind on her fingers, comforted her for a while, then stroked her fingers and said, "Will I eat you?"
"Don't be so close to me all of a sudden..." Chu Jiaoli's voice was low, trembling and nervous, revealing the alienation that he didn't like. The moment he hugged her, he knew that she had not recovered her consciousness. It has been three days now and I have not seen her awake.
He sighed softly, raised his hand to caress her head, slowly loosened the arm around her waist, smiled faintly, and said: "Okay."
Feeling the warm embrace pulling away from her, Chu Jiaoli's heart felt empty for a while. She pursed her lips and explained: "I mean, you suddenly approached and scared me."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "So?"
Chu Jiaoli clenched her fingers tightly, blushing and muttering: "No... I won't let you hug me."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised the corners of his lips, took her into his arms again, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, saying: "Li'er, I'm very happy that you are willing to let me get close to you."
Chu Jiaoli buried her head shyly, placed the embroidery booth next to herself, and quietly covered it up with her skirt.
Beigong Tengxiao played with her slender fingers, kissed her lovingly, and said, "What are you embroidering?"
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip and said, "I haven't finished the embroidery yet, so I won't show it to you."
Beigong Tengxiao whispered in her ear: "Send it to me?"
Chu Jiaoli had a shy smile on her face and said, "You will know when I finish the embroidery."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao kissed her cheek and said, "Okay."
Chu Jiaoli raised her head and whispered in his ear: "This is for you."
Beigong Tengxiao tilted his head and kissed her lips, saying: "I know."
Chu Jiaoli's face was rosier than before, and she smiled and was buried in his arms.
Late at night, Chu Jiaoli fell asleep peacefully on the bed, smiling sweetly in her dreams.
Beigong Tengxiao caressed her face, with deep affection in his eyes.
Jingyue stepped in from outside the house, clasped her fists outside the bead curtain and reported: "Your Majesty."
Beigong Tengxiao tilted his head, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was as indifferent as before.
"I have tried every method, but Xu Zhaoyi still can't find a solution."
Hearing this, the luster in Beigong Tengxiao's eyes dimmed little by little.
"One more thing..."
"Say."
"Xu Zhaoyi just now died from the poison. My subordinates checked and found that the poison was taken in recent days."
Beigong Tengxiao sneered: "Must be killed and silenced?" He sighed softly, twisted his fingertips around Chu Jiaoli's hair a few times, and said, "No one from the Xu family will be left alive."
"My subordinates know." Jing Yue nodded and said, "Then... Princess Huang..."
Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.
The next day, Qinghuang Hall.
Fang Fei hurried from outside the house, walked quickly to Qinghuang's side in the East Palace, and said: "Mother, it's not good. Xu Zhaoyi's family heard that the imperial censor retired and returned to his hometown, and the entire Xu family's house was destroyed overnight.
Evacuated, Xu Zhaoyi is still missing."
"Bang." Donggong Qinghuang, who was leisurely sipping tea with a cup of tea, loosened her fingers and the cup fell to the ground. Her fingertips trembled, and then she slowly calmed down and clenched her fingers.
Said: "It'll be okay."
Just as he was talking, a palace maid came from outside, carrying a bowl of soup, bowed to Qinghuang in the East Palace, and said: "Wish your Majesty Princess Huang a happy life, this is specially made for her by your majesty's sympathy."
Nourishing decoction."
Donggong Qinghuang was startled, and subconsciously shrank back, saying: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, let it go, let it go, Aijia will drink it soon."
Seeing this, the maid said again: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is busy with official duties, but I have given special instructions. Your Majesty is pregnant with the late emperor's son. Now that your Majesty has passed away, no matter how sad you are lately, you must take good care of your health. This decoction must be used by this servant."
I will watch your Majesty’s wife finish her drink so that she can go back to her errands.”
"Your Majesty..." Fang Fei cried with a strong voice, looking pitifully at East Palace Qinghuang. Xu Qingqian's family had just disappeared, and Beigong Tengxiao sent soup and medicine. Anyone with a discerning eye knew there was something wrong.
Dong Gong Qinghuang swallowed, and slowly picked up the soup with trembling hands. She closed her eyes because of fear. She picked up the spoon and swallowed the soup one by one. Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, and Fang Fei beside her also lowered her head.
Head bowed and sobbing.
The palace maid looked at Fang Fei, frowned slightly, and said: "Your Majesty cares about the concubine out of kindness. You are a master and a servant, why are you crying?"
Hearing this, Fangfei's eyes were full of guilt, and she shook her head hurriedly and said: "I don't mean anything else, I'm just... just moved."
"Bang." The bottomed medicine bowl was placed on the table by Dong Gong Qinghuang. She took a deep breath and said, "Drink it."
The palace maid gently raised her lips and said, "Your Majesty will be very happy if your Majesty can finish her drink. This slave has to go back to resume his life."
Seeing the palace maid walking away, Fang Fei immediately knelt down towards East Palace Qinghuang and cried: "My queen, please call the imperial doctor quickly!"
"Ha..." Dong Gong Qinghuang twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "How can this huge palace not belong to him? What's the use of asking for an imperial doctor?"
Fang Fei rolled her eyes, suddenly relaxed her brows, and said, "Mother, we have people. Didn't Wen Liang give you a secret guard when he left?"
Donggong Qinghuang blinked her eyes, and tremblingly took out the dark red piccolo from her sleeve. Before it came close to her lips, her vision blurred for a while, and after a long period of tinnitus, she completely lost consciousness.
Fang Fei suddenly exclaimed: "Empress!" She climbed up and grabbed Dong Gong Qinghuang's shoulders to shake her awake, but saw that her hanging hands were unable to let go, and the piccolo fell to the ground. p>
Midnight, Weiyang Palace.
The desk in front of the bookcase was filled with medical books made of bamboo slips, which were sent by Tang Luo from the palace today. Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were black and blue, and his tired eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up quickly.
Jingyue quickly walked to his side alertly and said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Beigong Tengxiao gathered the bamboo slips tightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable ecstasy: "I found it, I found the antidote for Yixiaohua."