There was a deep silence in the carriage, and the extraordinary silence made Ye Xingtong a little breathless.
"I remember that I was still in the palace at that time. Why did I wake up in the carriage? What happened in the palace?" Ye Xingtong broke the calm by speaking, his eyes dimmed, he paused, and couldn't bear to say: "Is the imperial concubine still there?" saved?"
"Don't worry, the imperial concubine has woken up, and Jun Yifan has promised me that he will not stop us from leaving at all." Wu Ye turned his eyes inside and said calmly.
"Ah? When did it happen?" Ye Xingtong was surprised: "It's been almost an hour since we came out, right? It's probably only the beginning of the morning."
"The imperial concubine almost died last night. It was I who rescued her and allowed her to survive. That emperor promised to let us go and let us out of the palace early in the morning..."
After listening to Wu Ye's narration, Ye Xingtong had a relaxed smile on his face. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "I see, I finally escaped from that cage, and suddenly I felt like I could fly. !”
He reached out and patted Wu Ye's shoulder and said, "Thanks to you this time, I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."
If you stay in the turbulent palace of Liguo for a long time, you can easily get into trouble.
Besides, she was not sure whether the imperial concubine secretly sent a message to her father. It would be in her interest to leave as soon as possible.
Wu Ye remained silent and stayed away from Ye Xingtong.
Ye Xingtong blinked, the smile on her lips deepened, and she moved a little closer to him.
Wu Ye frowned slightly and moved again calmly.
Ye Xingtong chased after him, looking at his face that was as delicate as jade and as smooth as cream, she couldn't help but pinch him.
Feeling Wu Ye's body stiffen for a moment, he reacted quickly and sat one meter away.
The smile on his face continued: "Don't be angry. You are a man and you cannot argue with women."
This guy is so eye-catching and evil, I forgive her for not being able to hold it back!
Only the person in the painting, who rarely appears before her eyes, is still real, with flesh and blood, and real feelings. How can she be worthy of her rebirth if she doesn't pinch or touch her
"..." Wu Ye.
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"Come on, Ying'er, you finally woke up, drink some medicine!" Emperor Wu said, lifting the imperial concubine up with some joy and letting her half-rely on her.
He picked up a bowl from the tables on the side, took a mouthful and put it to the concubine's dry lips.
The imperial concubine looked calmly in front of her, her eyes unfocused and her lips motionless.
"Don't you like drinking? Your wound is not healed yet and your body is very weak. You must drink medicine to get better quickly. Be good and listen to my advice. I will not blame you anymore. The murderer who poisoned the Queen has been found and It's been executed, you're fine." Emperor Wu advised carefully and put the medicine to her mouth again.
The imperial concubine tilted her head slightly, her expression expressionless. Her pale face and unwavering eyes made her look particularly petite and fragile.
She wanted to die, but in the end she failed.
When her soul was about to leave, she thought she could finally be freed. A relieved smile appeared on her lips, a little relaxed and a little happy.
Watching herself leave her body bit by bit, the heavy burden in her heart also lightened a lot.
Finally, there is nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about.
This is actually very good. Your Majesty, Ying'er knows your feelings for Ying'er, but Ying'er cannot be promised to you in the next life, and can only return it to you in the next life.
Suddenly, a red, coquettish and extremely bright light hit her separated soul.
Her body swayed slightly and she lost her intuition. At the moment when she was unconscious, she could only feel her body flying lightly in a certain direction.
When I woke up again, my head felt dizzy.
The pain in her body told her that she was alive again.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a man. Any adjectives that could be used to describe his body were not enough to describe his beauty, his temperament, his unparalleled elegance...
There was a pain in her head, her expression was slightly frozen, and she suddenly woke up.
Yes, this man she had seen was the one she summoned Ye Xingtong before she stabbed the dagger into his abdomen without hesitation.
He came with Ye Xingtong.
At that time, she couldn't clearly see the man who seemed to appear out of nowhere, but she didn't think much about it. People who were not important to her were not worth her time.
This time... no surprise, it was him who saved her.
"Did you save me?" The imperial concubine moved her dry and trembling lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.
After speaking, the imperial concubine was shocked. Is this her voice? Why does her voice sound so ugly? The words sounded hoarse as if they were spoken by an old woman.
The man glanced at her indifferently, his eyes as calm as lake water: "You should have woken up long ago, but you have been hanging half-dead. Do you feel uncomfortable yourself?"
The imperial concubine was slightly startled. Before she married Emperor Wu, she was a princess. She was pampered and no one dared to disobey her. After marrying Emperor Wu, although she was slowly promoted from a low-ranking lover to a noble concubine, she also never No one had ever boldly said such rebellious words in front of her.
"It's good to wake up. You thought you were liberated after death, right? You're done with it once you die. That's true, but do you know that after you are reincarnated, you will no longer be the same person, and you will no longer be the same person as before? Memories, become a completely different person, start over..."
"Can death solve everything? You are wrong. People can only have hope if they are alive. All you can realize now is your current life, past life, and future. That is out of reach for you. Can you The only thing you can control is this life. I don’t believe that there is no one else in your heart except your senior brother... "
"For you now, you are actually very happy. You have a man who loves you deeply, so much that he is willing to give up his life for you, and you have three lovely children. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, it's Jun Don’t be surprised that Yifan asked me to rescue you. Although he doesn’t agree with your actions, he can’t bear to let you die.”
"You have been with the emperor for so many years, and I don't believe that you don't have any feelings for him. Just take care of yourself! I'll let the emperor come and see you."
The imperial concubine's tears fell drop by drop on the pillow, moistening her cheeks.
Caressing her heart, I asked: If it hadn't been for the Queen, would she have chosen to commit suicide
Yes, she is not willing to die, not willing to give up. She still has three lovely children, and she has not yet seen them grow up, marry and have children...
Are you really heartless towards the emperor
For more than 20 years, that man has treated you as he always has, treated you with gentleness and care, worried about you, worried about you... He tried his best to protect you, loved you wholeheartedly, and didn't care about your indifference. Your indifference, your ruthlessness...
He was very kind to her, very nice, which would make a woman's heart flutter, right? She has also fallen and been addicted, but she is not allowed to fall in love with another person. Her heart can only belong to her senior brother.
She has been deceiving herself and others, ignoring the most sincere happiness around her.
The imperial concubine was slightly startled, but her expression finally recovered, and she spoke hoarsely: "Your Majesty, can you allow me to take a look at Yifan?"
Emperor Wu was excited. The hand holding the medicine bowl trembled. He put the spoon into the bowl and put it aside: "Okay, I will ask Yifan to come over and talk to you!"
Emperor Wu turned around and walked out, sending his personal servant to call Jun Yifan.
Jun Yifan hesitated in front of the hall, pursed his thin lips slightly, and walked in slowly.
When he walked into the inner room, he couldn't help but stop. He looked at the pale face of the woman sitting sideways from a distance. For a moment, her expression was complicated.
After a long while, he took a small step closer to the bed.
The woman turned her head and looked over, her expression seemed a little excited, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and it took her a long time to form an almost invisible arc, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Yi... Fan, you... you finally forgive me. Me?"
Her voice was ugly, so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear what she had to say. It was the most unpleasant voice he had ever heard, but it also shocked his heart more than any other voice.
Shengsheng stopped walking and glanced at the imperial concubine lightly: "I can't talk about forgiveness. I will always remember the fact that you harmed my mother. It is really too easy for me to let you die easily. I want you to live, live in pain, and live with the guilt for my mother."
The imperial concubine's eyes were filled with tears, and the tears fell down one after another. Her pale face looked even paler, and she choked in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I will live, I will live, and I will bear the pain of the queen." Live with guilt, I won’t let you down.”
Jun Yifan's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head to cover up the complex emotions in his eyes, turned around and left without saying another word.
Looking at Jun Yifan's tall and slender figure who walked out without any hesitation, the concubine's tears flowed even more fiercely.
That's enough, that's enough, he talked to her, he let her live...
Footsteps sounded again, and the imperial concubine raised her head in surprise, with a bit of joy and excitement in her eyes.
Jun Yifan picked up a bowl of fragrant medicine and walked over, placing it on the tables beside her bed.
Without even looking at her, he left a word indifferently and left: "The imperial concubine must take medicine if she wants to live. Remember your promise!"
The imperial concubine nodded incoherently, stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, gritted her teeth with difficulty, and moved to the edge of the bed to pick up the medicine bowls on the tables.
"Your Majesty, please let me come!" Mother Ma walked over with red eyes, picked up the medicine bowl, scooped out a spoonful of medicine and wanted to feed it to the imperial concubine.
"No, I'll do it by myself, I'll do it by myself. Yifan asked me to drink the medicine. He asked me to drink the medicine. He cares about me. He cares about me." The imperial concubine reached out and tugged on Grandma Ma's sleeves excitedly.
Mother Ma's eyes were sour, and she nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, Your Highness is worried about the queen, so the queen must take good care of her health!"
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(End of chapter)