Song Qi didn't like this feeling very much.
The next morning, the wind was still strong outside, so Song Qi went to see Yata as usual.
Yata's condition is not very good. She had a fever again last night and has been in a stupor until now.
The medicine can't be poured in either.
Yata's face flushed, her brows furrowed, and she looked uncomfortable.
Song Qi grabbed Yata's hand, looked at her, and lowered her voice: "You can go out now, just hold on."
Yata didn't respond.
"System, what is Yata's ending?" Song Qi asked.
The system was silent for a while.
"The current plot line has deviated by 80% for some reason. According to Yata's original ending, she will poison you, and then the emperor will put her into the cold palace and die of illness."
"Then will she die now?" Song Qi frowned.
The system is silent again.
Song Qi sighed, a little irritable.
"Concubine, please go back first, don't let you get sick, if anything happens, someone will inform you," said the palace maid next to you.
Song Qi nodded, put down Yata's hand, and walked out.
She hated the feeling that she couldn't do anything.
"Empress, will you die?" Song Qi thought of Meng Yilan.
"Yes, when King Rui rebels, she will be killed in the chaos."
Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth: "Haha."
more irritable.
Song Qi went to Meng Yilan's palace.
Meng Yilan was embroidering. When she saw Song Qi coming in, she beckoned with a bright smile on her face: "I'm embroidering a purse, what do you like?"
"Whatever you want, I can embroider it." Song Qi sat down beside Meng Yilan.
Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi, and her eyes became more shy: "Well, then I will follow what I like, and don't dislike it then."
"Well." Song Qi nodded, she picked up the cup, her voice was a little low, "Yata... doesn't look good."
Meng Yilan's hands froze, she looked up at Song Qi, her eyes were a little more flustered: "Isn't it just a cold?"
"Yeah, isn't it just a cold." Song Qi rubbed his temples, "I had a fever again last night, and I haven't woken up yet."
"Don't worry, it'll be alright."
Song Qi didn't speak.
Meng Yilan lowered her head and touched the cloth embroidered with a leaf on her hand.
Song Qigan sat all morning, occasionally glancing at Meng Yilan, who was quietly busy with her embroidery work.
Meeting Meng Yilan's worried eyes, she looked away again.
"Would you like to practice martial arts with me?" Song Qi asked.
"Ah?" Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi, she really didn't understand why this topic jumped to this side all of a sudden.
"Isn't it unsafe in the palace recently?"
"But isn't it necessary to start martial arts from a young age? It's useless to learn it now." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi, "Also, you know that I'm a spoiled person, but I can't bear much hardship."
Song Qi frowned: "Then why don't you work out with me recently, you can't fight, you'd better run faster."
"It's useless, you people who know how to go easy, no matter how fast I run, won't I still be caught?"
Song Qi: …
There was no way to refute it.
Meng Yilan saw Song Qi frowning, and then smiled: "It's alright, everyone has their own fate, and when I shouldn't die, I won't let me die."
Song Qi's brows furrowed even more. What she hated the most was this kind of words: "If you are in danger, I hope you don't give up your struggle."
Meng Yilan grabbed the purse's hand and looked up at Song Qi. After a while, she nodded and said casually, "If you can live, who wouldn't want to."
The two had lunch and were going to rest for a while.
Yata's maid stumbled in, looking flustered.
"Princess concubine, princess, she... princess..."
Before the man's words were finished, Song Qi rushed out, using light energy, and flew directly in the palace.
When she arrived, Yata was sitting on the bed, looking in good spirits.
Someone next to me started to cry.
The atmosphere in the whole room was depressing.
"What are you crying for?" Song Qi looked at the person crying next to him, and suddenly became angry: "Go out and cry."
This is the first time she has been angry since she came here.
Everyone's body froze, and they suppressed their crying abruptly and left the room.
Yata smiled at Song Qi: "Why are you so angry today."
"Have you taken medicine? My temper can be a little bigger."
"Stop drinking, it's too bitter." Yata looked at Song Qi and coughed again.
Song Qi frowned: "You can leave in one day."
"Well, that's good." Yata smiled and glanced outside the door, "I thought I would be trapped in this place for a long time, but later I found out that it was only so many months."
"Yata." Song Qi frowned.
Yata took a deep breath. "I know that feeling. I know I'm almost there."
"Thank you."
She wanted to lie down on the bed: "I'm so tired, hey, I've always wanted to beat you up, but now I can't seem to find a chance."
Song Qi looked at her with a dark face.
Yata lay down slowly, stretched out her hand to hold Song Qi, she was getting more and more difficult to speak: "If possible, I hope my knife can be buried with me, there is no need to be sad for me, Shao Jie , you must not cry, you are not good-looking in the first place, and you will be even uglier when you cry."
"Finally, Shao Jie, be careful... that queen." Yata said.
The word "Queen" is very forceful.
Yata's voice weakened, she looked at Song Qi's face, and finally closed her eyes slowly.
Meng Yilan stood at the door, her face turning pale.
She heard Yata's last words as soon as she came.
Meng Yilan clenched her fists tightly, her mind blank.
She couldn't see Song Qi's face, but she could see that she was holding Yata's hand slowly and hard.
The maids began to cry again.
And the cries around him grew louder and louder.
Meng Yilan stood there, motionless.
Song Qi put down Yata's hand and stuffed it into the quilt. She got up and looked back at Meng Yilan.
Meng Yilan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say anything.
Song Qi's expression was calm, she walked over and dragged Meng Yilan out.
Some palace maids wanted to keep up, but they were frightened by Song Qi's words "don't follow".
Song Qi's mind was also in a mess, she felt that Meng Yilan should not be able to do such a thing.
Although she knew very well that there should not be too many people in the harem who were different from each other, she still didn't want to believe it.
She felt conflicted.
Meng Yilan was dragged by Song Qi and staggered for a few steps, and was finally taken to a corner of the palace where there was no one.
"General..." Meng Yilan shouted timidly, her eyes full of helplessness, she pulled Song Qi's sleeve very hard.
"I believe everything you say." Song Qi looked at her.
Meng Yilan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Qi in disbelief.
"I..." Meng Yilan's expression just about to speak, but his face became extremely ugly.
She took a deep breath.
"It's not me, it's really not me." Meng Yilan said every word with great force. After speaking, her face turned pale and she fainted.
His hand was still tugging at Song Qi's sleeve, so hard that his fingertips turned white.
Song Qi caught her and put her in his arms.
Song Qi's system was as quiet as a chicken, and I don't know why it didn't seem strange at all to see this situation.
The collapse of the plot is already expected.
However, Meng Yilan's system had already exploded.
"Are you crazy?"
Meng Yilan did not speak.
"What the hell is going on in your world? You have done so many tasks, and now you are given a chance to turn around, and you don't want it? Is it because the punishment now is too light?"
Meng Yilan still did not speak.
"Do you think it's useful if you pretend to be dead?"
When Song Qi brought Meng Yilan back, he should not be too conspicuous along the way.
She put Meng Yilan on the bed and called the imperial doctor, who said she was just overworked.
Meng Yilan's face was terribly pale, and she only woke up at night.
There were no candles in the room, it was dark.
Meng Yilan raised her hand and grabbed Song Qi's sleeve: "I..."
"I did trip Yata, but I didn't kill her." After Meng Yilan finished speaking, she heard a sneer from the system.
"Well." Song Qi rubbed his temples, "Are you feeling well now?"
Meng Yilan was stunned for a moment: "It's okay."
"Why do you suddenly faint?"
Meng Yilan opened her mouth, suddenly lost her voice, and said after a while, "Overworked."
Song Qi glanced at her: "Then you have a good rest in the future."
Meng Yilan slowly approached Song Qi, hugged her waist from behind, and lay on her back.
After a while, he cried out in a low voice.
Song Qi didn't move, just waited for her to finish crying.
"Are you hungry?"
"A bit."
"I'll let someone serve the food." Song Qi pulled Meng Yilan's hand away and wiped her face with a handkerchief.
Meng Yilan's eyes were on Song Qi's body until she was covered by a screen.
"Host, I suggest you follow the plot carefully."
"But I don't want to."
"She's just a string of codes, why waste your time and mine for a string of codes."
Meng Yilan pursed her lips: "Really? But I feel like she is a person."
"You're sober, didn't you perform well before?" The system still doesn't understand what the problem is.
Song Qi came back and glanced at Meng Yilan who was sitting on the bed in a daze: "I asked the kitchen to make something light."
"Yeah." Meng Yilan nodded back to his senses.
"In the afternoon, I asked Concubine Sun for help."