In the past few days, thanks to the medicine given by the imperial doctor, the toxicity in Xiaoqian's body has been well controlled. However, everyone knows in their hearts that this is a temporary solution rather than a permanent cure. If they can't get the antidote from Xihuan Kingdom,
Or if An Ye cannot be found, she will be one step closer to death.
She lived every day as if it was her last, and the time she spent with Huangfu Jin increased unknowingly. Sometimes, she even thought about staying with Huangfu Jin all the time. She wanted to
All the time from now on will be squeezed together and used up.
On this day, while Huangfu Jin was going to court, she personally went to the Imperial Hospital.
"Mother...Mother!" Seeing that it was Xiao Qian, Li Jing suddenly jumped up from the chair.
"Mr. Li, please sit down and talk." Wu Zi walked forward and Xiao Qian sat down on a chair on the side. The purpose of her visit this time was just to know how long she had left.
"Your Majesty, please speak." Li Jing stood without sitting down, but looked at Xiao Qian with a look of fear.
Seeing Li Jing's appearance, Xiao Qian didn't want to say anything more. These are not important things now. The most important thing is her little life.
Only now do I know that she could still be so calm when facing death.
Looking up at the imperial doctor, she said directly: "Physician, I want to know how long I can live!"
"Mother...Mother!" Li Jing suddenly raised his head. He did not expect that Xiao Qian would ask so directly. In her eyes, Li Jing could not even see a trace of fear of death.
Can this empress see life and death so clearly?
"Physician, don't be surprised, just tell me directly." Xiao Qian looked very calm at this time.
"Return...back to the empress, at least half...half a month at most!" Li Jing suddenly felt that he was so cruel. At this time, he was like a judge in front of the King of Hell, deciding the life or death of an 18-year-old girl.
"Half...half a month!" Xiao Qian's heart was so painful. She thought she would think too much, but once she knew the date of her death, she realized that she had so much reluctance in her heart.
How could she let go of the man she loved so much, the man who said he would only hold her hand for the rest of his life, the man who said he would only have children with her? How could she bear to let go of this undying love?