Haiyin raised his eyes and looked at Luo Changan, then hugged the half-foot square brocade box in his hand, lowered his eyes and said: "Emperor...he collapsed during the second watch today. Before he died, he only said that I was sorry for my empress in this life. If I hadn't met
He, the empress, is not like this."
-If you were pregnant, and if I happened to die, would you give birth to a posthumous child?-
Di Qianao's words echoed in Luo Changan's ears, and her heart suddenly felt as if she had been cut with a knife and bleeding. A wild goose suddenly frightened among the banana leaves in the courtyard, fluttered its wings and flew away, leaving the courtyard full of dead silence, which made her
His body trembled violently.
"Collapse?" Luo Changan was smiling, but suddenly he refused to smile. He only flicked his flowing sleeves angrily, "It is true that like a master, like a servant. That night, your master also took it personally
You are here to make fun of me. You are... hateful!"
With that said, Luo Changan entered the room, sat in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the half-sewed new boots for the emperor, and was embroidering the dragon pattern on the boot collar, and then continued to stitch, and his hand was pricked with the next stitch, and there was a bright red mark between his fingers.
Drops of blood rolled down.
Is the person who indulged her, the person who allowed her to be pampered and arrogant, really gone? The person who would hand her scissors when she angrily tore up the bed book, the person who would make thousands of troops line up to prepare for her death.
Is he who loves you so much, who would personally catch fireflies for her on her birthday night, really gone?
Haiyin and Cangmiao followed him into the hall. Cangmiao leaned against the window and crossed his arms. He looked exhausted, as if he had gone through a desperate struggle with death.
Haiyin stood quietly in front of Luo Chang'an and called softly, "Mistress! In national mourning, the mourning hall... is located in the dragon's nest, which means that the person has died in peace."
Luo Changan was almost angry. He was suddenly irritable and uncontrollable, and his lower abdomen ached. In his mind, that night the emperor was so fierce that he drilled deep into her body and entangled her to death as if there was no tomorrow. Now, it was a national mourning and anger that chilled the whole body.
Being widowed is unacceptable!
"It's getting more and more outrageous, Haiyin, it's getting more and more outrageous! When the emperor punished Gongsun Yana at the Phoenix Tower, you asked Mei Guan to tell me that the emperor died. When the emperor was drunk in the Shuixie Pavilion, you said that the emperor fell into the carp pond and sank to the bottom.
Well, this time even the mourning hall came out for the national mourning! Ridiculous!"
Haiyin sighed, "Mistress, Mistress...!"
Luo Changan half-squinted his eyes and said with pale lips: "You must want me to go see the emperor again and lie to me. Tell me, how did it fail this time?"
Cangmiao didn't say anything for a long time, then slowly said: "Luo Chang'an, the Fuyan Pill you just used is a medicine made from Fuyan grass and the blood of a sincere person. My father and I opened the chest for the emperor,
I took blood from my heart and fought for five days and five nights, but I couldn't get his life back. Today's second update... it collapsed. The garden has not gone around to deliver the news. This matter is not a trivial matter."
-Cangmiao still needs some medicinal materials. We have to wait a moment.-
The emperor's gentle voice sounded in Luo Changan's ears again, and she clasped her hands around her heart. It turned out that he himself was the medicinal ingredient.
-I really want to take out my heart and show it to you-
The emperor's voice kept echoing in my ears.
-I want to hear you call me husband-
-I said I love you just now, but you didn’t answer-
Luo Changan suffocated, she swallowed his life in her belly, he really gave her his life, he really took out his heart and gave it to her.
"You must have saved your life! Cangmiao, you are trying to bluff me!" Luo Changan stared sharply in Cangmiao's direction, a chill slowly rising on his soles.
Cangmiao smiled bitterly, "I'm uninhibited by nature and love to joke. Only today I'm not in a joking mood. That's just because I'm a child. I'm a child!"
Prince Rong opened the door curtain and came in, clasped his hands and said to Luo Chang'an: "Sister-in-law, do you want to talk to the Queen Mother and the old lady? The old man is not in good health. If he knows the news, he may have to hold two national funerals. Everything has to be done.
Waiting for you to make up your mind."
When Luo Changan saw Prince Rong coming, her hands began to tremble, her legs became weak, and she felt like the world was spinning. She held the table and slowly sat on the chair. She saw her face with blood-red eyes in the bronze mirror, and she could hardly recognize it.
He found out that it was himself, "Why didn't anyone tell me that the emperor's blood is needed to make medicine? Why! If I knew it was a medicinal material, why would I need to restore my appearance!"
"The emperor said that if you knew, you would not let him be in danger. He thought he could survive it. He kept calling your three mothers' names. He called him Chang'an, He'er, and Feng'er." Haiyin used his clothes.
Xiu wiped his eyes, then put the brocade box he had been holding on the table, opened it, and inside lay quietly the jade seal made of Youjin and Jade. Haiyin said again: "Mistress, the emperor has explained it in advance
, if he unfortunately dies, we will teach our group to support you and help the crown prince ascend to the throne, and you... listen to the government behind the curtain! If there is a posthumous child, he hopes that you will give birth to him. "
Luo Changan touched the jade seal, which was something he often touched. Tears welled up in her eyes, "Where is he? If I find out that you are lying to me, I will not spare you. No, you are lying to me."
Let me, teach me to find out that you are deceiving me, and I will be rewarded every time, and I will be rewarded every time."
"In the Medical Pavilion." Haiyin said, then put the jade seal back into the brocade box and hugged it in his arms, "Go and have a look, go and have a look."
Luo Changan came to the Medical Pavilion. Her steps were messy, and she lost the golden steps on her bun. When she entered the main hall, she saw Mr. Xu of the funeral pavilion coming out from the inside. When he saw the queen, he stood there with his hands tied.
The side moved out of the way, and Mr. Xu said, "My dearest lady, my condolences."
Like a sword in the chest.
Very bitter taste.
Luo Changan didn't like to see this person. Wherever this person appeared, it was always a white matter, and it was an important person's white matter. In the year when the emperor went on the expedition, Luo Changan cooperated with Mr. Xu to honor Grand Tutor Gongsun as a national funeral.
Sent away.
Luo Changan came to the palace and saw the emperor lying quietly on the jade bed in the Medicine Pavilion from a distance, as if he was asleep.
Luo Changan suddenly felt helpless, hesitant, confused, in a dark world, and lost his direction.
She walked slowly closer to Di Qian'ao. She stared at his picturesque face. His lips were bloodless, and his long eyelashes cast some shadows on his eyelids. She put her hand towards his nose, she was desperate.
Then he discovered that he had no breath.
She suddenly took her hand back, her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave, and she felt like she was dead.
It was raining outside again, and in the sound of rain, Luo Changan heard his own heartbroken voice.
Haiyin said softly: "Mother, Mr. Xu, you should discuss with him as soon as possible to choose the one who should be buried in time."
Mr. Xu bowed low, and finally knelt on the ground, tapped his forehead, and just said: "Sorry!"
"You all misunderstood." Luo Changan sat down on the chair beside the bed and held Di Qian'ao's hand, but his hand dropped unconsciously. Luo Changan held his hand tightly again and gently
He gently rubbed the back of his hand and said with difficulty: "Emperor, he is just tired. He fell asleep. Don't make any noise or disturb his rest. Let him sleep for a while. He will wake up after a while. He is working hard for state affairs.
, he needs to rest for a while."
Haiyin said: "My dear, you can't wait too long. The weather isn't cold. It won't look good after a long time. You should be buried in time."
"I said it!" Luo Changan angrily threw down all the medical equipment on the table next to the jade bed. He still felt that the anger in his heart could not be calmed down. He even opened the table, "The emperor is not dead, he is just too tired. He
...After nineteen years of hard work, he... also needs a rest. What are you urging! Get out!"
Haiyin saw that Luo Changan was in a violent mood and the medicinal equipment was smashed all over the place. He waved his hand and took Prince Rong, Cangmiao, and Master Xu out of the palace to wait.
Luo Changan looked at Di Qianao's chest and saw that there was white silk wrapped around the heart wound. There was still bright red blood on the white silk. There were also blood stains on his neck. He could see the dangers of opening his chest to collect heart blood.
, before she realized it, she had burst into tears. She took out a handkerchief from her lapel and helped Di Qianao wipe the blood stains on his neck.
"Did the wound hurt? Does it still hurt?" Luo Changan asked over and over again, but couldn't get any answer. She asked again: "It hurts, right? The baby's father."
Her tears fell on the back of Di Qianao's hand, one drop after another, but he did not answer her.
"Didn't you say that you want to see me and my sons in the courtyard when the emperor falls? I have taken my sons back to the palace. For the past five days, I will take them to wait for you in the courtyard every day. There is only one swing in the dragon's palace.
The competition is so fierce. How did I know that you have experienced chest pain in the past five days? If I knew, if I knew!"
Luo Changan said while wiping his tears.
"I made three fresh dumplings. I sewed new boots for you. I folded the clothes you put on the back of the chair and put them in the closet. When you wake up, I will show you where I put them.
.I have arranged the books on the table in order, and I have separated the page you see with a bookmark, so you can turn to it next time you look at it."
Luo Changan leaned her cheek against Di Qian'ao's chest. The steady heartbeat that originally belonged to him was gone. She raised her hand and stroked Di Qian'ao's cheek, full of love and affection. "By the way, you were there that day."
He said, "You want to hear me call you Mr. Xianggong. I didn't say it at that time, but I regretted it at this time. Mr. Xianggong, Mr. Xianggong, Mr. Xianggong, Mr. Xianggong... I got up and went home. Mr. Xianggong, please don't be lazy in bed."
.Chang'an... was wrong. I should have called my husband that night."