The rain was violent and the wind was blowing, and the palace steps were brushing and whipping. A line of servants in green clothes hurried through the corridor. First one of them was holding a medicine stove and walked hurriedly, followed by several people holding medicine boxes in their hands.
As soon as they turned into the inner hall, several maids in scarlet clothes came out one after another carrying copper basins, which were filled with thick blood. Another maid brought clear water in, and after a while, it was still a terrifying blood color.
The candles in the palace flickered and flickered, and the figures flickered, and the palace people came and went without making a sound. Only the queen's low moans came from behind the screen and the heavy curtain, falling intermittently in the muffled sound of rain.
It was dark and approaching darkness, and thunder rolled and shook the glazed tiles. Ye Tianling paced left and right in the hall, like a trapped animal, with more than a dozen imperial doctors kneeling on the ground in front of him, everyone sweating profusely.
The sound of the rain became more and more urgent, it seemed to gradually overwhelm the sound in the sleeping tent, suddenly there was a loud noise, two imperial doctors hurried out, almost hitting the screen.
Ye Tianling suddenly turned around, and the two of them were already kneeling in front of them. The chief physician Huang Wenshang kowtowed and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...it's been too long, and I'm afraid your mother won't be able to hold on anymore. I ask your Majesty to show me whether you need ginseng soup or not." ? The ginseng soup can keep the empress alive until the child is born, but... but... "
Ye Tianling shouted, "But what?"
He Ruyi who was on the side hastily answered: "But ginseng soup can easily cause arrhythmia, so it can only protect the child."
"Bastard!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianling said angrily, "When did I tell you to protect the child?"
He Ruyi touched his forehead to the ground, "Please think twice, Your Majesty!"
Ye Tianling picked him up from the ground, and his cold voice came straight to his eyes: "You heard me clearly, if anything happens to the queen, none of you will come to see me again!"
"emperor!"
"emperor!"
Everyone kowtowed and knelt down to persuade them, but Ye Tianling turned a deaf ear and only shouted angrily, "Hurry up!"
Seeing the emperor's fury, Huang Wenshang and He Ruyi didn't dare to say any more, and hastily kowtowed and returned to the inner tent.
A gust of slanting wind hit the window edge, blowing the long window open with a bang, the wind lifted the golden curtain, and the rain wet the curtain. All of a sudden, a figure outside fell into Ye Tianling's eyes, which aroused a sharp and cold light in his eyes.
In front of the corridor outside the hall, Ye Tianzhan never left. The rain had already soaked half of his clothes, and even stained the blood on his lapel sleeves heavily.
It was Qing Chen's blood. From the time he carried her to the bedroom, her blood hadn't stopped. Seeping into the silk lines, it was cold and biting on his body, bringing deep fear.
It's fear, the fear that he has never felt before entering the enemy's country with thousands of troops and thousands of horses, facing the great changes in the imperial capital, the turbulent waves, and the open and dark arrows in the court.
At those times, whether he retreated or lost, no matter what he lost, he had full confidence that he could win it back, but at this time, if he lost it, he would never be able to make up for it in his life.
Closing his eyes and looking up, a gust of rain hit his face, he shuddered Linglingly, but a deeper chill suddenly rose behind him, like a sword at his side.
He turned around abruptly, and was bumping into Ye Tianling's raging sea-like eyes.
Ye Tianling's hands were clenched into fists by his side, his every muscle and bone were clearly defined. When he saw him turn around, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he swung his palms like knives, and hit him in the face.
Ye Tianzhan raised his hand to separate him, and under the wind and rain, the palms of the two men met, causing ice water to splash, and an overwhelming force pushed Ye Tianzhan back a few steps, and his figure floated and fell into the rain.
The overwhelming rain poured down, and Ye Tianling approached him step by step, pointing at him and asked angrily: "What did you say to her? She was in such pain that she only said four words to me, treat King Zhan kindly! Son! You and her are at stake, are you satisfied now? Do you want her life?"
Ye Tianzhan hated and hated, and shouted angrily: "What did I say, what else can I say? I promise her to treat you like a brother like a king, and promise her that she will never do you any harm! You gave her the child, and you know it well She is not in good health, and if she suffers like this again and again, I want her life or you want her life!"
"Do you think I want this child?" Ye Tianling was completely caged in the rain, his expression blurred, "You want the throne of the country, so what if I give it to you! But if anything happens to her, I will never let her go you!"
Ye Tianzhan said coldly: "It's not the first time that Brother Huang wants my life. If something happens to her today, you and I will have nothing to say."
A flash of lightning pierced the sky with thunder, tearing apart the sky and the earth, illuminating the darkness of the rain curtain.
Under the fleeting lightning, Ye Tianzhan's face was as pale as snow, and Ye Tianling's body was as cold as an ice peak.
The pouring rain washed away the anger and resentment into endless sorrow. It was dark and empty, only two lonely figures remained, and it was desolate.
Persevering in this moment of loss, only to find that the original hatred is powerless.
If something happens to her, what about life and death? What about the world? What about you and me
At this moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from the sleeping hall, and thunder struck in mid-air, Ye Tianling's whole body trembled, he turned around suddenly, and rushed into the hall.
The oncoming servant, Gong'e, knelt down in panic, Madam Bai turned out of the painting screen with a small swaddling baby in her arms, and hurriedly leaned over: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a little princess." When she looked up, she saw Ye Tianling staring straight at her. The baby in his hand had an expression as if he saw a ghost.
There were only the faint cries of children around, and there was a dead silence in the curtain. Ye Tianling took a step forward, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, he swayed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashed on the screen, and fell all over the front of his lapel.
Madam Bai turned pale with shock, "Your Majesty!" Seeing this scene, the imperial doctor rushed forward to help, and the hall suddenly panicked.
Ye Tianling brushed away the crowd with a wave of his hand, and hurried inside without looking at the child again.
Palace lanterns are like shadows, silk tents are like blood.
On the phoenix couch, Qing Chen closed his eyes tightly, his long black hair scattered beside the pillow, the shocking black color against a piece of cold white satin, he was so quiet that he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Ye Tianling rushed to the bed, leaned over and hugged her in his arms, calling her in a hoarse voice: "Qing'er, Qing'er!"
Qing Chen seemed to have heard his call, and slowly opened his eyes, wanting to smile at him, but only moved the corners of his lips weakly. Every breath was so difficult, the voice of the maid exclaiming the imperial doctor came from below, it seemed that something was gradually passing away from her body, she couldn't tell the difference, she could only see his eyes clearly, her heart ached like mad.
The warm liquid fell on her cheeks and slid down to the bottom of her heart. Qing Chen tried to raise his hand, but Ye Tianling held her immediately, his voice hoarse: "Don't fall asleep, Qing'er, look at me, I won't let you sleep, did you hear that?"
She heard his tears, and looked at him with nostalgia and reluctance in her eyes.
There seems to be an empty tranquility in front of my eyes, soundless, worry-free and fearless, gradually people fall into it, without this moment, I don’t know life and death.
Parting from life and death, the mountains of yin and yang, bones turned into ashes, this life is hard to come back to, but she doesn't want to, can't, don't want to!
Who did you promise to, who did you promise to? It was Eleven’s smiling eyes—I did it, and you have to do it too. It was Ye Tianzhan’s painful words not long ago—If you can’t hold on, I won’t fulfill what I just said Promise!
It's him, Feng Qingchen who has occupied the millennium, and Ning Wenqing who was the millennium ago, staring at her and whispering into her ears - you will accompany me forever...
Life after life, you can't break the contract, and the nine heavens are useless, only in this life, only in this day...
The torrential rain was like a curtain, and the fast horse galloped out of the palace city with heavy towers and high walls, and galloped along the long street that was almost empty. The rain splashed and scattered like flowers.
When they got to the gate of Muyuan Hall, the horse was pulled by the reins of the owner, and almost stood up with a sharp neigh.
Shu Yun, who was in front of the hall, was taken aback, and the visitor asked anxiously, "Is old doctor Zhang Dingshui here?"
Writing rhyme saw clearly the person in front of him whose clothes were all wet and in a state of embarrassment, and leaned over in amazement: "My lord!"
Ye Tianzhan turned a deaf ear and asked anxiously, "Where's old genius doctor Zhang?"
Writing rhyme: "Master goes to the mountains every few months to collect herbs, and he is not in the hall recently."
"Where can I find him?"
"The mountain is far away, and it's raining like this. I'm afraid it's hard to find."
Just this one sentence seemed to wipe away all the color on Ye Tianzhan's face, he staggered back a step, and the anxious light in his eyes instantly became empty, revealing despair.
Writing rhyme hurriedly asked: "My lord has a patient in the house and needs a doctor?"
Ye Tianzhan shook his head dejectedly, and said in a low voice, "No need, who can save her except Zhang Dingshui's golden needle."
Seeing this, Shi Yun knew that this must be a seriously ill person, bit his lips slightly, raised his head and said: "I dare not say that I know everything about Master's golden needle technique, but I have learned a thing or two. If you can trust me, you may as well let me go." Give it a try, even if there is a glimmer of hope."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes brightened slightly, he looked at her for a moment, and grabbed her: "Follow me!"
Writing rhyme on the horse's back, all the way I can see the palace gate is deep, the royal road goes straight to the sky, it seems that there is no end in sight.
Holding the reins in front of him was a pair of steady and strong hands, separated by a layer of cloak, the breath of the man behind him was as cold as rift in the rain. He gallops on the road like this, rain or shine, I don't know who he is for.
Ye Tianzhan rode his horse through several palace gates in a row, and whenever the guards of the imperial forest stepped forward to stop them, when they saw the nine chapter golden order, they retreated one after another. A sword can be worn in front of the hall, and a horse can be galloped in the forbidden area. The token symbolizes the noble status of the owner, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, and no one who stands in his way will be forgiven.
The rain slowed down slightly, and the buildings, towers and palaces were all looming in the swaying rain and fog, and they were extremely far away.
Passing through the jade steps, passing through the vermilion gallery, and following Ye Tianzhan into the dormitory at a fast pace, the surroundings are surrounded by the smell of medicine, mixed with the smell of blood in the humid rain and fog, thick and suffocating.
In such a deep hall, at first, there were busy palace maids and waiters outside, but it became more and more quiet inside, and the palace doctors who were driven out were kneeling on the ground, and the shadows of the bead curtains swayed slightly on the ground, separating life and death. Two days.
Behind the screen and in front of Luan's couch, Shi Yun saw the figure that had haunted her once again. There were broken medicine cups and an overturned gold basin on the ground. He sat motionless in front of the couch, staring at the woman in his arms. Such a tender gaze, as if he wanted to see it like this forever, his spirit slowly passed away with her life, and in her soft and nostalgic looking back, his spirit was wiped out together.
Shu Yun knelt down in front of the couch and asked several times before he suddenly raised his head. Under the lamp, his face was full of tears.
Writing rhyme did not dare to look up, and said in a low voice: "Your majesty, put down your mother and let me have a look."
Ye Tianling stared at her in a daze, and wrote again: "Your Majesty!" He suddenly woke up, his eyes regained a cold light, carefully put down Qing Chen, and let Shuyun to the front of the bed.
Seeing the situation of the queen, Shi Yun felt cold in his heart. Gritting her teeth, she turned around and took out the golden needle. The needle was aimed at the queen's heart, but she trembled slightly and hesitated.
She raised her head, but unexpectedly saw the Queen's eyes quietly falling over.
It was almost the end of the lamp, but she did not fall asleep. I don’t know what kind of force kept her here, and she refused to give up. In such a weak body, there is such a flexible mind, and every trace of it is the desire for life. , endless nostalgia for the person in front of me.
Writing rhyme seems to have seen trust from her calm eyes. She is the only disciple of the genius doctor Zhang Dingshui.
She took a deep breath, raised and lowered the needle, and pierced the key point in the queen's heart.
Outside the screen, Ye Tianzhan stood under the lamp like a stone man, half of the lamp could not illuminate the shadow of the deep palace.
The rain had stopped, it was already dusk, the sky was still dark, the wind was blowing outside the window, and it was chilly to the bone.
In the corner of the palace lantern, the lingering fragrance of aloes drifts, and a Qibao lotus lantern leaks and flows quietly. Ye Tianzhan stares there intently, every sound is the passage of time.
I don't know how long it took, footsteps sounded inside the sleeping tent, and writing rhyme came out, Mrs. Bai and others went up to meet him, but Ye Tianzhan still stood there motionless.
A few steps away, he clearly heard the four words that fell from the lips of the rhyme writer, "The queen is safe."
At that moment, it was as if his body was empty, his face wanted to smile but he couldn't, his forced composure suddenly loosened, he was a little unsteady, he knelt down slowly along the table, and stretched out his hand , his face was icy cold, his heart was overwhelmed, and he no longer knew what it was like.
As if someone called "Prince" beside him, he put his arms on the table and didn't look up, just waved his hands weakly.
Everyone retreated, and the surroundings were just blindly quiet, so quiet that people didn't want to think about anything.
Footsteps came again in the extreme silence, and Ye Tianzhan finally raised his head, only to see Ye Tianling walking out of the screen, walking heavily, as if extremely exhausted.
Looking at each other, the two looked at each other in unprecedented embarrassment, and suddenly laughed at the same time, laughing helplessly and mockingly.
Ye Tianling came over, leaned on the long table and sat down next to Ye Tianzhan, letting out a breath of relief. Neither of them turned their heads to look at each other anymore, both of them stared at Gao Gaoyin's exquisite carvings under the light and shadow in a daze.
The main hall was empty and silent, almost no sound could be heard. Facing this palace that was familiar since childhood, it seemed that all the emperors, princes, princes and princes were in a dream, which was beyond ridiculous. Taking off the coat of honor and facing each other naked, they are just two ordinary people with injuries, pain, hatred, and affection. They seem to have something to say, but they don't know where to start.
After a while, Ye Tianling suddenly said slowly: "Seventh brother, thank you. I have been thinking about this seat, if you..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianzhan suddenly interrupted him: "Fourth Brother!" He turned around, and then kowtowed, "Your Majesty, my minister... today's speechless words, rebellious actions, and disobedience to the holy face are truly unforgivable crimes." , please punish the emperor."
Ye Tianling looked at him silently for a long time, then heaved a long sigh, and put his hand on his shoulder. Ye Tianzhan raised his head and smiled slowly: "Fourth brother, people really know what they want, so they have to pay such a high price. Fortunately, it's not too late, I will keep my promise. But, if you betray her I will never sit idly by."
Ye Tianling frowned slightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips: "It's rare that you are willing to say such heartfelt words to me."
He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the voice from outside. The servant hurried in, holding a report and knelt down, "Your Majesty, Donghai urgent report!"
The two people in the hall shuddered at the same time, Ye Tianling took the report and read it all the way, his expression gradually became solemn. After reading it, he turned around and handed the report to Ye Tianzhan, thought with his hands behind his back, and when he turned around, Ye Tianzhan said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, my younger brother, please fight!"