Everyone was heartbroken to see it, and they all understood in their hearts: The imperial concubine must be fighting against death, and she is suffering from pain!
"Yaya, Yaya..." In the haze, Wu Yage heard someone calling her.
That voice was kind and familiar.
She was overjoyed and felt that most of the pain in her body seemed to have disappeared. She tried her best to open her eyes and saw Xuanyuan Yongling running towards her.
"Yong Ling, are you finally resurrected? Yong Ling, that's great!"
She was so happy that she ran towards him regardless of the pain under her feet, and then threw herself into his arms.
Warmth immediately surrounded her!
"Yaya," Xuanyuan Yongling was as tender as water, holding her tightly in his arms, leaning down and kissing her, for a long time, for a long time...
The lips parted, and when they looked at each other, he saw the tears in her eyes, and she also read the reluctance and affection in his eyes...
Her mind was in turmoil, and she reached out to touch the long-lost face.
"Yaya, you have suffered for me, Yaya, my Yaya!"
"Yong Ling, I miss you!" With just this sentence, Wu Yage hugged him tightly again, and tears burst out again.
However, she found that she suddenly couldn't hold him and suddenly couldn't touch him.
When he looked up, his body was gradually drifting away in front of his eyes, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
"No -" she shouted and chased after her desperately: "Yong Ling, don't go, don't leave me, Yong Ling..."
"Alas~~" He was sighing, his voice was as floating as a gossamer, ethereal: "Yaya, wait for me, you must wait for me; if you want to live, you must live..."
"Yong Ling, Yong Ling, Yong Ling!" Watching him disappear in front of her eyes, Wu Yage felt pain as if his soul was about to disappear, and sat up with a scream.
"Wake up, wake up, my queen has woken up...Master, that's great, you finally woke up!"
The heavy makeup was wiping Yage's sweat, but she suddenly sat up like this.
She was overjoyed and shouted loudly, then hugged Ya Ge and cried with joy: "Master, strong master, seeing you wake up, this slave is really..."
"Ya'er?" Xuanyuan Wenqi just lay down on the couch.