Suddenly, she seemed to have drifted into a volcanic crater, with red magma gushing out everywhere. Her body also became warm, then boiling hot, and then burned to the point of pain.
The sky gradually brightened, and it was no longer so dark, and the body seemed to be hanging lightly in the air.
There are high-rise buildings and busy traffic at your feet.
All kinds of old scenes are vaguely modern in the 21st century.
Is she going to die
I heard that only those who are about to die can dream of returning to their hometown. Or does it mean that after her death, her soul will travel back
Go back, put it back on, she told herself!
Anyway, there is nothing to worry about here!
As time passes, the scene suddenly changes.
A large sea of flowers appeared in front of me, stretching as far as the eye could see. The pure white flowers were not stained by dust and were dazzlingly white.
"Flower of the Other Side!" She exhaled softly.
"No, it's Bai Mulan!"
A familiar male voice came to my ears, as deep as wine.
She was astonished and looked around, only to find a man standing in the sea of flowers, with his back to her, his long body erect and looming.
In doubt, the man turned around...
It's him, it's him!
That face, those eyebrows, those eyes...
He smiled brilliantly at her and stretched out his hand to her in the air.
After a moment of hesitation, she lowered her eyes. For a moment, as if she had been bewitched by something, she slowly stretched out her wrist and almost put it into the man's hand, but she suddenly discovered that the man's face suddenly changed.
The smile was ruthless and cold, and the eyes were as cold as frost on the twelfth lunar month.
She was startled, took her hand back, turned around and ran away.
"You can't escape!" The piercing voice sounded like Shura coming from hell demanding his life, and he caught up with him.
The sky and the earth were completely white, and she ran desperately. Everything was silent. It seemed that she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat, and the footsteps getting closer and closer behind her...
**********************
Feng Xiaochen walked slowly into the screen, frowning and looking at the woman soaking in the medicine bucket.
The woman closed her eyes tightly, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her arms, which were also as white as paper, hung unconsciously on the side of the bucket, her head drooped on the edge of the bucket, and her black hair wet with sweat hung outside the medicine bucket, meandering on the ground. .
Not a trace of life.
So quiet.
It was so quiet that there was almost no sense of presence.
"Lu Ping, what's wrong with her? Can she be saved?" Feng Xiaochen turned to look at the woman in green who was squatting next to the medicine bucket, inserting silver needles into each of the woman's acupuncture points one by one, and asked.
"We don't know yet!" The woman in green didn't look back. She pushed a silver needle in her hand into the woman's Fengfu point in the bucket and continued, "She seems to be resisting treatment subconsciously."
Resistant to treatment
Feng Xiaochen's eyes narrowed slightly, remembering the scene when she refused to let the imperial doctor treat her in the Jinluan Palace.
She is begging for death, this stupid woman!
His heart throbbed with pain. He closed his eyes and sighed, "This time I have Luping to work with!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the screen.
"This woman is very important to the young master, isn't she?"
Lu Ping's voice was very soft, even through the screen, but it still really fell into his ears.
The steps stopped.
Is it important? he asked himself.
He doesn't know either.
When he didn't answer, Lu Ping let out a faint sigh. He thought she had given up, but unexpectedly she asked again, "Is it more important than Hong Fu?"
Red whisk!
His heart trembled, and he was absent-minded for a moment.
After a moment, he looked back at the screen, pursed his lips slightly, then turned around and strode out.
****************************
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were still immersed in the joy of their victory over Leng Qiyi, thinking that the emperor would hold a grand celebration banquet. Unexpectedly, before the wedding banquet was completed, the emperor actually stopped court for the first time.
No one knows the reason, and there are different opinions.
But the most rumors are related to the woman who was given poisoned wine in the Jinluan Palace.
When Linglong appeared at the gate of Longyin Palace, she had been away from court for three days.
Li Quansheng stopped her at the door, looking a little embarrassed on his face.
This was the first time she was stopped when entering Longyin Palace. In the past, even if Leng Qisu had gone to bed, she could come and leave whenever she wanted. She was the only one in the palace who could do this. Leng Qisu specifically allowed it. She can do this.
Today, she was stopped.
What's the meaning
She has always been calm, calm, and generous, and she never bosses around any of her servants.
But today, for the first time, her face looked a little ugly, "The Emperor has not eaten or drank for three days. If something happens, can you afford it?"
Li Quansheng lowered his head and was about to say that it was the emperor's will, but Linglong had already passed him and walked straight in. He wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
Linglong walked straight into the inner hall without pausing for a step.
She knew that Mo Shuang's incident had hit this man hard, but she couldn't stop eating, right
The inner hall was quiet, no one was there, and Leng Qisu was not there at all.
Although she was slightly shocked, she felt that it was expected.
He actually left the palace to find her.
That day, he asked her where Feng Xiaochen lived, and she knew it.
However, she still found it a little hard to believe that he had not gone to court for three days just to find her.
This was not the Leng Qisu she knew, the introverted, calm, unencumbered Leng Qisu.
I can't describe the feeling in my heart, I just feel that my heart is suddenly empty.
She didn't know when she started to drift further and further away from that man.
Has he really changed
Or did she never really understand him
***************************
On the high tower of the palace, Leng Qisu stood facing the wind, his black eyes quietly looking at the capital city in the night.
The night wind picked up his clothes, making a rustling sound, and the black hair behind him circled above his head. Under the cold moonlight, he looked so desolate and lonely.
Perhaps because of the continuous rain, the moonlight looked particularly bright tonight. Even at night, you could still clearly see the streets and alleys of the capital.
Mo Shuang, where are you
He searched every medical clinic and inn in the capital, but could not find her or Feng Xiaochen.
The two of them seemed to have disappeared, with no news from them.
Has her poison been cured
Is she safe
Is no news the best news
Does this mean that at least she is still alive
He doesn't know what's wrong with him
I've never been so eager to see someone, ever.
He gently twisted the sleeve edge of Guangxiu, blew out a moving melody, and hummed softly.
Looking at the sparse lights on the street in the distance, he thought of that night at the racecourse.
It was also such a peaceful moonlight. The two of them sat back to back on the haystack, he played music and she sang.
When the song ended, he felt a little lonely.
Mo Shuang, if you hadn't left Jinluan Palace so decisively, maybe I would never know what I was squandering.
****************************
On the fourth day, the morning dynasty resumed in Jinluan Hall for the first time.
Leng Qisu was dressed in bright yellow and sitting at the top of the palace. He was as rich as jade, with dragons and phoenixes, and he was once again the wise and powerful emperor.
After finishing the political affairs that had accumulated over the past three days one by one, and just as he was about to announce his resignation, he saw a little eunuch coming in hastily and whispering in Li Dequan's ear.
Li Dequan's expression changed, and he quickly walked to Leng Qisu's side and whispered what the young eunuch said.
"What? Has Mo Zhaoyi's murderer been found?" Leng Qisu's eyes narrowed.
(End of chapter)