When Xi came to this world, he knew that his Atong would not live a long life.
The broken remnant soul, even if it ignorantly steps into reincarnation, cannot withstand the pressure of the catastrophe of a hundred years in the human world, suffers all kinds of hardships, and the beauty dies young.
But how could he just watch her being tortured by reincarnation
He always thought that he must take good care of her, teach her not to suffer in the rest of her life, and take care of her carefully, maybe...
I can see her smile for a few more years.
In the seventh year of Yong'an, when the empress was twenty-three years old, just after the Qianqiu Banquet, Tong Su caught the wind and cold.
It was just a minor ailment at first, but somehow it never got better after taking medicine, and even became more serious.
Within a few days, I was so sick that I couldn't get out of bed.
"You haven't checked your majesty's pulse yet! If something happens to your majesty, none of you will survive!"
Xi's heart was filled with endless panic and difficulty in acceptance.
He even couldn't help but lose his temper at the imperial doctor. He stayed in front of Tong Su's bed day and night. In addition to human decoctions, he also found countless geniuses and treasures to refine elixirs and medicines with magical methods next door.
-But it's of no use.
When Tong Su barely regained consciousness from her drowsiness, she vaguely heard the voice of the palace maid Qing He crying with joy: "General, your majesty is awake, your majesty is awake!"
Xi was getting angry at the imperial doctor. Hearing the sound, he rushed over, threw himself on her bed and held her hand.
My fingers didn't dare to use too much force, but they still couldn't help trembling.
Tong Su opened her eyes with force and saw that his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were blue and black, and there was even stubble that had not been removed, and his expression was a rare despair and haggard.
"Don't let the doctors make trouble," she smiled softly. "The doctors are very attentive. I think my destiny is about to be exhausted. How can I save it with human resources?"
When the empress was eighteen years old, she got married, and Xi Chenzhou, the former Marquis of Zhenbei and the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses, was appointed as the imperial husband.
Since there was no such thing as an "emperor", and there was no such etiquette in the Book of Rites, all the regulations had no precedent, and the hair of the officials in the Ministry of Rites almost turned gray.
Tong Su and Xi Chenzhou didn't mind at all. Instead of saying they were an imperial family in a high place, their relationship was more like a mortal couple's affectionate and harmonious harmony.
The palace and the courtiers thought about it and realized that His Majesty always addressed Xi Chenzhou as "general", and Xi Chenzhou still went to court as a minister and was in charge of the troops. He did not completely "just take care of the harem" just because he "entered the palace". 's good wife".
They just continued to vaguely call him general and marquis.
As soon as Tong Su said a few words, she felt a pain in her trachea. She turned around and covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed hard.
Her body was getting weaker now. She almost coughed out her lungs just by coughing, and even forced the hazy saline solution out of her eyes. When she put down the veil, she shrank her eyes and tried to hide away.
- Didn't hide.
The veil was snatched away by Xi Chenzhou.
He unfolded it slightly and saw the dazzling blood-red dots inside. His heart ached. He quickly threw it into the spittoon in silence and brought the medicine.
"Drink the medicine quickly."
He tried hard to maintain a calm and calm appearance, restraining himself from the violent and destructive grief in his heart. He tried his best to be gentle in his movements, supported her gently, and swallowed the desolate pain in his heart.
… She had started coughing up blood.
"When you get better from the cold, I will take your Majesty to Shanglinyuan for a horse ride in the mountains. From the south, there is a black and white bear with a simple and honest appearance that only eats bamboo. Didn't your Majesty see it before when you were reading a book? ? It gave birth to a litter of little ones, doesn’t your majesty want to cuddle them?"