"Now that I have contracted such a terrible disease, and I want to drag the king down again, I ask the king for permission to move out of the palace..."
"Stop talking," Lu Zhishan grabbed Duan's hand and tried to calm himself down, "it must be a misdiagnosis. I will go to the palace in person to ask Qin Imperial Doctor tomorrow."
"Jun Wang!" Mrs. Duan lay on Lu Zhishan's lap with tears in her eyes, "I am satisfied that I can see the Jun Wang before I die... I never dared to think that the Jun Wang treated me so well..."
"Stop talking, go back to your room and rest, don't talk nonsense."
"Prince, it has been four years since I married into the prince's palace. It is rare for the prince to return to the capital for a long time. This year I can finally celebrate the New Year in Beijing. I just don't know if I can make it to the end of the year to celebrate the reunion with the prince..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Once your body is cured, we can spend every year together from now on."
After all, Mrs. Duan did not survive the new year and died on the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month.
When daylight broke that day, Lu Zhishan suddenly woke up. He didn't hear a cough coming from the next door. His heart froze. He jumped out of bed and limped into the inner room. Duan was lying on his back. On the bed, his face was calm and white, and his chest had no heaving. Lu Zhishan fell to the ground, covered his face, and cried.
He didn't love this woman, not at all, but he felt heartbroken and couldn't help feeling that he was exhausted.
When the southern border was besieged, he was originally unwilling to return to the capital to get married, but it was difficult for him to do so. He delayed his time and returned to the capital the day before the wedding. His father, the empress dowager, and the empress were very unhappy, but Duan did not. She didn't complain at all, remembering that he was so drunk that he forgot to take off her hijab on the wedding night, so she sat on the bed all night with more than ten kilograms of phoenix crowns and harems. The next day, Duan's forehead was red and swollen, but she still treated him With a pleasant look, he said that he had brought new Guapian tea from his parents' house and asked him if he wanted to try it.
Then he said that he liked to drink kuding tea, and she suddenly became panicked. She repeatedly accused him of not knowing the prince's preferences and was really being an unvirtuous wife. Then she hurriedly asked her servants to prepare kuding tea.
At that time, when he saw this woman's cautiousness, he felt so bored that he didn't even bother to say anything to her.
At that time, he would never have thought that four years later, when he was dragging his broken leg back to Beijing and everyone was avoiding him like a snake and a scorpion, she would be working hard to run this mansion for him. However, he always kept the best Hainan Kuding on hand. There was a jar of Kuding in the dining room, warm pavilion, study room, and bedroom where he usually stayed.
In fact, what if I had a cup of melon slices that day? Why would he rather watch her walking on thin ice than smile at her? Besides, it's still the first day of marriage.
It's just that I don't care.
He was willing to silently care for the little girl whom he only met once for ten years, but he refused to show any pity to the person next to him.
How can people be so cool? So cruel
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He didn't spend much time with Duan, but in this early morning, facing Duan's cold body, he suddenly remembered many trivial things, all of which he felt sorry for her.
He hadn't apologized, hadn't made amends, and she just left.
As the New Year is approaching, Duan's funeral should not be postponed to the New Year. It is inevitable that the funeral will be simpler. Duan is the direct granddaughter of Zuo Xiang and the princess of the county. She has a noble status. However, because Long Live Lord is cold to Ning and Prince Ning, Duan Duan was also suffering from tuberculosis, so those who came to pay homage only expressed their condolences in the front yard, and no one was willing to enter the backyard. Lu Zhishan never showed up, sitting in front of the funeral and burning paper money for Duan, leaving only Song Fu. Reception in the front yard.