Doctor Hu's hands were trembling, and in the midst of half a cup of tea, his prescription was finally written out. But seeing him blowing the ink marks on the prescription, he handed the prescription to Fang Qing in cold sweat.
Fang Qing's clear eyes shook slightly with luster.
She raised her eyebrows and summoned a palace maid beside her and ordered. "Please go to the Imperial Hospital and ask the Imperial Doctor over there to quickly match the medicine according to Dr. Hu's prescription."
The palace maid nodded and agreed. She quickly took the prescription from Fang Qing's hand and went to the Imperial Hospital. Doctor Hu picked up the medical box and packed it up, and he was about to leave.
"Doctor Hu, where are you going?" Fang Qing asked lightly.
Doctor Hu wiped his cold sweat and said, "Wei Chen is thinking, it's time for me to go back to the Imperial Hospital."
"The Emperor is in a bad mood. As the head of the Imperial Hospital, how can you leave the Emperor at this time? That way, you will temporarily live in the side hall next to Longquan Palace. If anything happens, you will be fine.
Arrive in time so as not to make a mistake.” She raised her hand and immediately a palace maid stepped forward.
"Doctor Hu, please go to the side palace with me to rest." The palace maid led the way. Doctor Hu knew that he could not go back to the hospital at this time. At this moment, he could only sigh and follow the palace maid to the side palace of Longquan Palace.
After Fang Qing finished everything, he looked back and saw that Yu Tianqi woke up. Lu Yijing was helping him sit up. "Brother Qi, Jing'er will give you a cushion and lean on you." Lu Yijing was gentle and considerate in Yu Tianqi's
Behind him was a brand new soft cushion with stone blue silk.
Yu Tianqi looked at Lu Yijing's cowardly and fearful eyes. Seeing her timid appearance who wanted to get close to him but did not dare to get close to him, his beautiful sword eyebrows couldn't help but raise them.
Then he spit out two words lightly. "Thank you."
Lu Yijing finally stopped her tears, and the water in her eyes was floating, bright and transparent. She choked and said, "Brother Qi, Jing'er likes to do things for Brother Qi. I like it, Brother Qi doesn't have to be so polite."
"Jing'er, I haven't tasted the pastry you made for a long time." Yu Tianqi glanced over her shoulders, his black eyes staring at the elegant woman behind her.
Lu Yijing understood that she was sad, but also happy. "Brother Qi, Jing'er will do it for you now, wait." She walked gently, walked down the jade steps, passed by Fang Qing's side, and fell.
In a faint sentence.
"Brother Qi, please take care of you for the time being." Her tone was not quite kind, but her attitude was much better than before.
Fang Qing sighed lightly, her eyebrows slightly condensed.
Yu Tianqi sat on the dragon collapse, his flying eyebrows tightly clenched, and the deep and cold black jade eyes under the sword eyebrows were shaking with the floating water marks. He stared quietly at Fang Qing and stared at her calm and composed expression.
, staring at the faint lilac-like sadness that was faintly moving between her eyebrows.
She did not leave. During the time he fell, she did not walk out of the palace or leave his side. When his eyes opened, he saw that she was still in his sight. He was filled with joy.
of.
However, looking at each other, he was afraid to look at her eyes, her clear and traceless eyes, and he was afraid to see the look he didn't want to see there.
However, the more he dodged, the more her eyes hit his sight. She walked towards him slowly with a small table, and her clothes flew slightly with the wind.
She indifferently placed the small square table on the dragon collapse, and it was a chessboard carved by Qinggang marble. His black jade eyes swept up with a shock, raised his eyes in confusion, and happened to hit her quiet and cold eyes, where it was bright
Wuhen, the water waves were extremely calm. For some reason, while he breathed a sigh of relief, the luster in Hei Yuzi's eyes dimmed three times.
Fang Qing placed the black chess jar in front of Yu Tianqi and the white chess jar on her side. She naturally sat on the side of the dragon collapse, raised her eyes and floated indifferently at him.
"Your healing medicine has not arrived yet. Are you interested in playing a game of chess with me after waiting?" Her tone was indifferent, and her expression was faint.
With a white and white wrist lifted, the white chess piece fell steadily on the side of the chessboard.
Yutianqi's dark and deep pupils flew with a stream of light. He looked at the slightly drooping simple face, and the cold and hard lips pulled a graceful curve.
His soft and perfect fingers reached into the chess jar, gently pinched a piece, and quietly landed on the chess game.
Fang Qing stared at the direction of his chess, and his calm eyes were filled with light and water. His chess style has changed, no longer aggressive and arrogant, his chess style has become steady, and he knows that he has left it.
There is room for nothing.
"You have changed." After the three faint words, it was the time when Bai Zi left her second son.
Yu Tianqi raised the corner of his lips, and a light and bitter touch was moving. "You said, aren't it? People will change." He said softly and quietly, and the dark spot between his fingers quietly landed.
Fang Qing raised her hand and paused slightly, and then with a bang, Bai Zi fell on the grid line slightly. "Yes, people will change. But memories cannot change."
A quick light flashed across Hei Yuzi's eyes, and his soft and moist hands trembled slightly, and then Hei Zi fell silently. "If I hadn't treated you that much, if I hadn't thought about using the Luan family, would the relationship between you and me be
It's different from now?"
Fang Qing suddenly raised her eyes and looked straight in his eyes. "But there is no if in this world, there is no if." Decisive and decisive, it has always been her style.
She never let him down, her will is firm and she will not shake it. But her determination without hesitation hurt him and stabbed him, making him feel very disappointed and very disappointed. If she was like an ordinary woman
How good it would be to struggle with him occasionally and move him? But if she really did that, then would Fang Qing still be Fang Qing? Or would he admire and like Fang Qing?
No -
So, she was right. There is no if in this world, and there is never an if. But he was still a little unwilling to give up. Where exactly could he compare to that man? He didn't understand, really didn't understand.
"Where did I lose?" He really wanted to know, what aspect of what he lost to that man.
Fang Qing pinched Bai Zi's finger and moved slightly. She put it into the chessboard and raised her eyes slightly. She stared at his expected black eyes and said: "Time." The two short words were sharp and stabbed into it.
Yu Tianqi's chest hurts very much, but it has to bear it.
During those three years he lost, it was time, which wiped out all the remaining favorable feelings for Luan Yuqing towards him. It was time, which made Fang Qing retreat from him and closed his heart tightly. It was time.
, slowly pushed Fang Qing into the man's arms and left him. In the end, he won the position of emperor, but lost his beloved person.
It's a very ironic result, isn't it?
But such a result will only occur in his first thought. In one thought, he can give up all plans, and in one thought, he can give up the position of emperor. Then, now the red sleeves are incense and stand up
Beside him was the simple and elegant woman in front of him.
However, there is no regret medicine in this world.
Life is like chess, just like in front of him. No matter how beautiful his game is, the person who plays the game is lost, is there any meaning to win or lose?
Fang Qing raised her eyes lightly, and she floated over him. "It's your turn."
Yu Tianqi pinched the black piece with his fingers. He stared at the chessboard tightly, but he could not leave that piece.
Bang-
He threw the black piece into the chess can and said in a deep voice: "No need to play, the chess game has been decided."
Fang Qing's eyes were floating in shock, and then he glanced at a familiar figure, the palace maid she sent to the Imperial Hospital for dispensing medicine. When she came back, Yu Tianqi's healing medicine had arrived.
"Well, playing chess is just for entertainment. Your medicine is here, and it's time to apply medicine." She stood up silently, picked up the chess table indifferently, took a light step, and put it back to its original place.
"Qing'er." She was about to walk out of the gate of Longquan Palace when his soft call came from behind.
Looking back, she looked at Yu Tianqi lightly. The palace maid was putting medicine on him with loose clothes. "Is there anything else? Do I need me to apply medicine on you?" He was injured to save her, so she could put medicine on him.
of.
Yutianqi's black jade-son eyes quietly stared at Fang Qing's calm face. He looked into her two deep pools with calm waves. The lake surface was bright and there was no flying flow.
She was very calm inside.
That's it, forgot, forgot, he slowly clenched his hands beside him, turned his head, and he stopped looking at Fang Qing. "No need, you go out first."
Fang Qing didn't say anything, she really walked out, striding hard without hesitation. Looking at her, Lu Yijing came over with delicate and small pastries.
"The palace maid is giving him medicine. If you deliver your pastry in time, he should be hungry." She said calmly and walked over Lu Yijing calmly.
Lu Yijing turned around and looked at the plain figure slightly raised in the wind. A complex light shook in her beautiful watery eyes. She stared at Fang Qing's back, and the feeling in her heart was indescribable.
Looking back at the three big words "Longquan Palace", her gentle gaze fell on the pastry on the plate, her beautiful lips raised her graceful smile.
In front of him, the handsome and elegant Yu Tianqi was bathed in the gorgeous sunshine, wearing a dragon robe, golden and brilliant. His eyebrows and eyes were less cold and aloof from the past, more gentle, just like the past.
"Brother Qi, Jing'er made some pastries for you. I don't know if it suits your taste, so I made some of them. If you taste it, how does it taste?" Lu Yijing smiled sweetly, and she put a plate of pastries.
Delivered to Yu Tianqi.
Yu Tianqi's cold and graceful lips raised slightly. He picked up a small piece of osmanthus cake and gently placed it on his lips, chewing it slowly.
This taste was sweet and delicious, but at this moment, it felt bitter when it entered his lips.
He was chewing pastries, and also chewing past memories, one piece after another...