Yi'er looked at An Xishui: "Master, thank you. Without you, I never thought that I would have such a day."
An Xishui sighed: "It's only now that I realize that life is short. I once thought that I was fearless, but I never thought that the moment fear strikes, nothing can stop me. So I can enjoy it."
When you are in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest so that your life will not be wasted."
Yi'er said worriedly: "Master, have you really let go?"
An Xici shook her head: "I can't let it go, but I have to do many things, and I have to accept the reality."
She still can't accept reality, but reality is already reality, and she can't change it. No matter how arrogant she is, she has no ability to defy heaven. The only thing she can do now is to believe that Huangfu Yan will come back, live, and trust
He is still alive.
Apart from that, there is nothing she can do.
"Master, the prince will definitely get better, he will." Yi'er also knew that such words were meaningless, but that was all she could say now.
An Xici smiled: "You are right, I will definitely do it. Go and get ready, be a beautiful bride, start your new life, and add joy to Fengyao Palace."
Yi'er blushed and agreed. If this joy could bring good luck to her master, it would be worthwhile for her to take this step.
Li Yunting did not expect that at this time, An Xibi would actually offer to arrange the wedding for them. However, Yuye and the others saw that An Xibi had finally returned to normal, so they also helped. In fact, everyone tacitly understood that they hoped to use it.
I want this joy to dispel the gloom in An Xisui's heart and help her get better as soon as possible.
The wedding was very lively, and Fengyao Palace, which had been cold and silent for a long time, seemed to be alive again.
An Xijie also specially asked Ji Wuhen to prepare medicine for Yi'er to treat her, hoping that she would bring good news as soon as possible.
Then he packed up his luggage and set off back to the capital.
When I returned to the capital, it happened to be the first snowfall of this winter. The entire capital was shrouded in white snow, making it seem extraordinarily peaceful and quiet.
Before An Xijian arrived at Prince Mo's Mansion to settle down, she heard Mo Feng, who came to greet her, say that the Empress Dowager had been ill for several days.
An Xibi didn't dare to delay for a moment and took Ji Wuhen back to the palace. Fortunately, Ji Wuhen didn't trust her and was afraid that something would happen to her, so he went back to the capital with her. Ji Wuhen originally planned to go
Wandering.
When An Xijue saw Lian Jinyue, she felt sad. She seemed to have aged a lot in an instant and lost her vitality. When she saw An Xijue come back, her eyes regained their luster.
Ji Wuhen took Lian Jinyue's pulse, sighed, and said to An Xici: "The Empress Dowager has always taken good care of her body, and there is nothing serious. It's just that she was stimulated and couldn't support it for a while.
I fell ill. I prescribed some medicines, but they can only help. The key is still the heart disease."
An Xici nodded. She was originally thinking about how to hide this matter from her mother, but looking at the situation now, she might have known about it.
An Xici asked him to write a prescription and find someone to boil the medicine, while she stayed with Lian Jinyue.
"Mother, I'm sorry, I couldn't bring A Yan back." An Xijue held Lian Jinyue's cold hand. She knew that the pain in Lian Jinyue's heart was no less than hers.