When Yang Shu came back, Mingwei was already bedridden.
She was not sick, but her vitality kept passing away.
Even if Zhong Yue tried his best to nourish her with precious medicinal materials, it only made her feel slightly better.
She felt herself being picked up and managed to open her eyes.
Yang Shu had tears in his eyes and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, I came back too late. No, I shouldn't have left."
Mingwei raised her hand, touched his newly grown stubble, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? The war is stalemate, isn't it right for you to boost morale?"
She paused and asked: "Wu Guoping has been pacified?"
"Yes. I ordered Jiang Wenfeng to clean up the mess."
"Is Tang Shao dead?"
"He was surrounded by aristocratic families and died in the battle. I buried him in Jiangyang, where the north and south meet, so that after his death, he could see more of this great river and mountains."
Ming smiled.
"You are really narrow-minded, don't you want him to look at your great country?"
Yang Shu also laughed: "Whose does it matter? It comes and goes, but in the end it belongs to everyone in the world."
Mingwei responded softly, leaned into his arms, and said: "I wanted to hold on for a few more years, but it seems... I really can't do it anymore. Think about it... I was kidnapped by him and gave birth to Chang'an in nine months.
As soon as he dies, I will... if unscrupulous writers know about it, I don't know what stories they will make up."
By the end of the sentence, she amused herself and laughed out loud.
Yang Shu didn't smile, but hugged her tighter.
He doesn't care what others say! As long as she is here...
While chatting, Mingwei fell asleep again.
Yang Shu carefully felt her pulse, and after making sure it was still there, he exhaled.
It was a very deep sleep.
Mingwei woke up and said to him: "I forgot something yesterday." Then he took out the hexagram tube and said, "Do you remember? I still owe you a hexagram."
Back then, he was still Young Master Yang, but he changed his appearance and used a fake horoscope. She once said that she would keep this divination for him until one day he wanted to forget it and come to her again.
If you don't count now, it's too late.
Yang Shu held her hand and shook his head: "I don't count, let's save it for later."
But Mingwei was very insistent and said: "It must be considered. Refusal will be invalid."
She slowly shook the divination tube and poured out the copper coins inside.
Yang Shu only looked at her without blinking.
"A lifetime of flowing water, half of a life of floating flowers. The young master is not only destined to be a lonely star, but also destined to commit a crime of heaven, and is doomed to die alone..."
Yang Shu whispered: "What about you? As a life master, you can't find your own life star?"
"I am a lifeless person."
"Isn't it true that two people with no fate and a lone star in the sky are just a match made in heaven?"
Mingwei slowly closed the hexagram tube and looked up at him: "Yes! We are a perfect match. It was Liang Shanbo who met Zhu Yingtai, White Lady who found Xu Guanren, and Xiao Shi who met Nongyu..."
Yang Shu hugged her immediately.
"Don't leave, I won't let you leave!"
Mingwei just smiled.
After a while, when he calmed down, she said, "Is Mr. Ning back?"
Yang Shu turned around to ask and came back: "I just entered Beijing and will be there soon."
Mingwei replied: "...hurry up."
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.
…
Ning Xiu didn't stop for a moment and entered the palace quickly.
Mingwei looked at the disciple beside him.
The fourteen-year-old boy stands as tall as a bamboo.
As Ming Zheng grows up, his appearance has more similarities with his father.
Mingwei never knew that his master was so gentle and handsome when he was young.
Later, he was disfigured while suppressing the demon, and he always felt that he was not worthy of her mother.
At this time, Ming Zheng didn't know this. He only thought that the Queen Ming in front of him was his cousin.
Mingwei asked him some questions and saw that he was quick in thinking. He thought to himself that the master is indeed the master, and he will only be better than before in this life.
She slowly told him: "When you are forty years old in the winter, go to a town called Yixing in Ancheng to save a person..."
At this point, she suddenly stopped.
"...Aunt?" Ming Zheng was confused. He was only fourteen years old, and forty was too far away for him.
Mingwei came back to his senses, smiled, and touched his head: "You must save him, and the rest is up to you."
Ming Zheng didn't understand and could only say "oh".
Seeing that she had finished speaking, Ning Xiu asked Ming Zheng to step aside and said to her, "Why don't you finish speaking? If he continues this marriage, you may be able to be born again."
Mingwei said: "In his last life, his family was ruined and he was alone. Now that his parents are alive, should I tell him not to marry and wait until he is forty? Besides..."
She cast her gaze outside the palace, where Yang Shu was talking to Chang'an.
"If he knew I would be born again, he would definitely wait... It would be too painful." There were tears in her eyes, which were hidden from him before she dared to show them like this. "Master Jiang has been waiting for Qian Niang for ten years.
Five years, if he had to wait for me, it would be more than fifty years, which is too long."
Ning Xiu listened to her whisper: "Master once read a poem, which I remember very deeply. You were born before I was born, and I was born before you were old. You hate me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early... We are originally
We are not from the same era, so we are lucky to have this marriage."
Ning Xiu was speechless.
…
When Yang Shu came in, Mingwei could no longer open her eyes.
Queen Mother Pei came in with Chang An and watched him crying beside her bed with tears in her eyes.
Mingwei stretched out her hand, waited for him to hold it, and told him word by word: "Mom is gone, you are allowed to be sad for a while. After the funeral, you have to cheer up. Although I can't grow up with you, you have to
Remember, mother leaves all her love to you, you are a happy child..."
Chang'an cried so hard that he was out of breath, and Queen Mother Pei hugged him distressedly.
"Is it snowing outside?" Mingwei asked, "Why is it so cold..."
Yang Shu hugged her tightly.
It wasn't snowing outside, but the heat from her body drained too quickly.
"Don't leave." He choked and said, "You said you would accompany me, but you said you wouldn't leave unless I told you to leave. You can't lie to me! You can't lie to me!"
Ming smiles.
She remembered that when he was in the northwest, he once said that it was his most depressed and happiest time. After knowing the truth, he was forced to leave his mother, but he had her by his side.
She had promised like this. At that time, she never imagined that they would reach this point, let alone that they would be parting like this.
But, but...
She opened her mouth, but could no longer speak.
I can only look at him like this and carve him into my heart.
Fool, I am the biggest liar in the world...
"You speak, you speak!" He was still stubbornly asking for a response.
Until Zhong Yue came up, felt Mingwei's pulse, and then knelt down.
"Your Majesty, my condolences, the empress has... gone to Chengluan Immortal..."
Yang Shu was stunned for a moment.
There was a loud cry of sorrow in the hall. (To be continued)