Bai Qige forced a smile and nodded. While Yi Chenjing was helping Concubine Jing sit up, she quickly walked out of the room and grabbed Yu Che: "Go to Eunuch Tao and ask him to inform the Emperor... Just say that Concubine Jing is not in good condition." I’m afraid it’s just these two days.”
Yu Che's pretty face turned pale and he almost screamed, but he hurriedly covered his mouth: "It's not a good idea to call the emperor in the middle of the night, isn't it? I'm afraid the emperor has never come to see me because of my many injuries. I don’t care”
"Don't talk nonsense. What do you, a little girl, know?" Bai Qige glanced worriedly at the room and her voice dropped three points lower. "Go if you are told, and the emperor will definitely come over."
Seeing Bai Qige's determined expression, Yu Che immediately no longer had any doubts, turned around and ran quickly towards the Yaohuang's bedchamber [
Emperor Yao, who had just finished dealing with Yi Chenxuan that day, seemed exhausted mentally and physically. Under such circumstances, he couldn't wait to go to the Imperial Doctor's Mansion to see Concubine Jing. Thinking about it, he still remembered it. In addition, Bai Qige still remembered the gentle and amiable Yao Emperor like a father in the beginning. The emperor's image was ultimately unwilling to let the king miss the chance to meet his concubine for the last time.
When it comes to relationships, no one can say for sure who will fall in love with whom and who they love the most. Even I can’t be sure. How can outsiders see clearly? Maybe in Yaohuang’s heart, the only woman he loves most in his life is Concubine Jing.
Back in the room, Yi Chenjing was sitting by the bed, comforting Concubine Jing. Concubine Jing had lost her youth and was no longer beautiful. She was smiling peacefully, her smile full of love and attachment. Her palms with loose skin gently touched Yi Chenjing's resolute face over and over again. Over and over again, I can’t bear to let go
"Mother, please sleep a little longer. It's still dark. When it gets up, can I have someone make your favorite glutinous rice porridge?" Yi Chenjing coaxed and persuaded like a child, pressing the side of her face and the back of her hand with a smile. More far-fetched than Bai Qige
"I've slept enough. Anyway, there will be more time to sleep in the future, so why bother coveting this moment?" Concubine Jing shook her head and saw Bai Qige entering the room and waved, "Xiao Yingge, come here."
Respectfully, she walked to the bed and bent down. Bai Qige held Concubine Jing's hand tightly with both hands. Her hand was still as warm and soft as before, but she had no strength. Back then, when Yi Chenjing bullied her, Concubine Jing always protected her and held her warm palm tightly. My hands are as nostalgic as my mother who lives far away in the country.
Taking off her cold and hard thorns, Bai Qige stood next to Concubine Jing, who was as docile as an ordinary little daughter: "What does the empress have to say? Qige is listening."
"A good boy is still so sensible. He has been making people feel sorry for him since he was little. I know there are many things Jing'er can't do with you. He has a stubborn temper and is ignorant. Don't blame him." She shook Bai Qi's singer's hand and Concubine Jing's eyes turned red. "Recently, I always dreamed about the time when you were young and the bad guys chased our mother and son. If you hadn't jumped on Jing'er and blocked his knife, where would our mother and son be living now? Xiao Yingge, you like Jing'er, I can see it clearly here. There is no one in the world who cares more about Jing'er than you." Concubine Jing pointed to her heart and turned back, grabbing Yi Chenjing's palm and folding Bai Qige's and Yi Chenjing's hands together: "You are destined to be married. No one can tear us apart or break up. We will stay together for the rest of our lives. Jing'er, you promise your mother that you will never bully Xiao Yingge again. If others bully her, you must guard her and remember that you are her husband and her god. If you don’t protect her, her sky will fall.”
In this case, Bai Qige once told herself that she thought they were all thoughts that others didn't understand, but she didn't expect Concubine Jing to describe it so aptly in just a few words. Feeling Concubine Jing's hand getting stronger and stronger, Bai Qige also burst into tears, holding back the tears and forcing a smile. : "What did the empress say? Chen Jing and I are very good. He treats me better than anyone else. We will never be separated. When the empress recovers from her illness, the three of us will go to Meixian Nunnery to burn incense and make wishes. I will also have the scripture from last time." After reciting half of the volume, I still need to find a day when the clouds are clear and the wind is clear to recite it to the empress..."
I couldn't hold back the tears but couldn't stop them from rolling down.
Her heart is cold and strong when faced with enemies and difficulties, but is more fragile and soft than anyone else when faced with the death of her loved ones.
"Silly boy, I want to listen to the scriptures. Who can't read them? I want you to stay with me more so that no one will bully you." A gentle wisp of fingertips wiped away the tears from the corners of Bai Qige's eyes. The tears on one side were not dry on the other side. Concubine Jing herself But she began to wipe away her tears, took a long breath, and held their hands tightly, hoping to look at Bai Qige: "Now that people are old, they always like to think about old things. Suddenly when I think of it, I feel so heartbroken, little Yingge, you were hurt that year. I have to cry. Do you still remember what you called me when I carried you to the doctor? Just scream again, I want to hear..."
Bai Qige, who humiliated her family and betrayed her country, is gone. Those memories are gone with the wind. Who knows what she once called Concubine Jing? However, Bai Qige is not worried about holding back her tears and letting herself smile brightly without hesitation.
"Mother, mother, mother, mother..."
Spending all her time just to protect without asking the reason, to protect her with such tenderness, in the whole world, only a mother would be willing to sacrifice, so Bai Qige believed that the call that the concubine Jing could never forget in that memory she had never had before was her mother.
The pale and withered face finally revealed a bright smile from the bottom of her heart. Concubine Jing couldn't help but nod her head and her tears fell.
"After I die, you two should support each other, take care of each other, and keep each other safe. Some of you are stubborn and hard-tempered. I'm afraid that you two will hold back..." Concubine Jing covered her mouth and coughed a few times, which made Yi Chen angry. Jing couldn't bear to look at her child, who lowered his head to prevent others from seeing his expression. How could he not understand that Concubine Jing shook his head and caressed Yi Chenjing's face, carefully looking at the face that she couldn't see enough every day: "Don't be resentful, Jing'er." Your father has sacrificed so much for you and I have to say that he is the one who has suffered the most..."
Before he finished speaking, there were hurried and chaotic footsteps outside the door, and then the door was knocked open. The once majestic but now weak figure stumbled into the room and ran straight to the bed inside.
"Yun'er" seemed not to notice that Bai Qige and Yi Chenjing were right next to her. Yaohuang softly called out her concubine's name, her eyes full of tenderness, sweetness and unconcealable sadness, "I...I'm here to see you" [
"What's the use of coming now? Where were you when my mother was suffering?" Yi Chenjing shouted coldly and angrily without any regard for the affection between father and son.
Concubine Jing was about to die, but she still wanted to adjust the relationship between father and son so that they could quarrel in front of Concubine Jing. Bai Qige quickly grabbed Yi Chenjing and pulled her behind her and squeezed Concubine Jing's hand: "Let's go out first. Mom, call us if you need anything."
Concubine Jing nodded, and Yi Chenjing reluctantly rolled up her sleeves and left under Bai Qige's push, leaving Yaohuang alone in the room.
"Jing'er is still ignorant. Fortunately, Xiao Yingge is by his side to take care of the child. She is careful, considerate and dares to speak. Only she can control Jing'er's bad temper." Concubine Jing smiled as she looked at the two people separated by the door. He coughed slightly, "It's your child who is so stubborn. His eyes are completely different from yours, which makes people worry."
Emperor Yao didn't seem to know what to say. He was silent for a moment and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting the concubine and letting her lean on his shoulders. For a moment, the two of them seemed much younger and had returned to the youthful days of Lang Qing and Concubine Yi.
"He is blaming me for neglecting you for so many years and treating him harshly. Compared to other concubines and princes, you and your mother have suffered so much. I am sorry for you."
Concubine Jing sighed: "If you didn't tell him what happened back then, he would naturally blame you. If I hadn't sworn not to mention what happened back then, I would have told him everything. In the past few years, I have seen you father and son move further and further apart, becoming more and more alienated from me. I feel... uncomfortable."
Eunuch Tao came to report in a panic in the middle of the night to say that Concubine Jing was probably not in good health. Now he saw that she was in high spirits. At first, the emperor thought it was Yi Chenjing making a fuss. He held Concubine Jing's hand and noticed that it turned from hot to cold. Then he suddenly understood that this was Reflection
The love of his life was finally gone.
Lifting up her messy hair, Yao Huang gently kissed her earlobe, just like a young boy who fell in love for the first time, he hugged the woman he loved tenderly, his face and expression were just like the time when the two met for the first time, and they were so affectionate.
"I have always said that I would let go of the world and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and no disturbed people to live happily with you for the rest of my life. This promise has not been fulfilled. Yun'er, do you blame me? Do you hate me for always lying to you all my life? We are all busy in the country, thinking about lasting a long time, leading troops to conquer many cities, killing many people and saving many people, but I can't give you anything... Yun'er, I often wonder if I should choose another choice if I could go back to the past. Road"
The breath gradually weakened. Concubine Jing leaned on her broad shoulders and closed her eyes with peace of mind. The smile on her lips was quiet and peaceful: "You gave me the most precious thing in the world. Huaiyu can't go back, and neither of us can go back. But I have never regretted meeting you." If you have Jing'er, my life is enough."
"I wish I could have a harmonious family of three like ordinary people, but it's a pity that Jing'er doesn't understand..." The long and heavy sigh lingered, and the luster in Yao Huang's eyes dimmed, which was meaningful, "Jing'er, Xuan'er, they all have to fight for the throne. When he became the crown prince, he did not hesitate to kill each other. Jing'er is too stupid to understand that I don't want him to be the emperor. It is so tiring and tiring to face the turmoil of state affairs and fight endlessly every day..."
"I can't let Jing'er think that I have been suffering for so many years, so he is obsessed with power and the throne." Her eyes began to turn black. Concubine Jing endured the pain that was everywhere in her body and frowned, her voice became erratic little by little. "Huaiyu Huaiyu... We can't be together in this life anymore. Promise me not to break up Jing'er and Xiao Yingge... Just think of it as a blessing for us to meet again in the next life... Those two children are too miserable... "
Don't you want to break them up and let your most beloved son follow in your footsteps and walk to the lonely king's throne? Yao Huang smiled bitterly and held Jing Fei's arm tighter.
The candlelight swayed like the unpredictable life. The two old men clinging to each other behind the candlelight suddenly stopped talking. They stayed together in silence. I don’t know how much bitterness was crushed between their fingers. The two young people outside the house with their backs to each other were also silent and thoughtful. Everyone is filled with sorrow and desolation