After receiving Qi Mo's answer, Zhong Qingye seemed to breathe a big sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth moved, almost as if she was smiling. Then, her eyelashes finally dropped, covering her plain white eyelids, and her palms were still held together.
In Mo's hand, the arm lost its strength and fell slightly, without any movement.【】
Qi Mo also seemed to have lost his mind. He knelt almost half-kneeling in front of Zhong Qingye's bed, holding her hand firmly to prevent it from slipping. The other hand gently touched her sweaty cheek. The cold touch was like
The soul of this body has been separated.
But her closed eyelashes still cast long and thick shadows on her eyelids, each of which was dark and clear, flashing with a watery light. Her expression was so calm, and although the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, they were still slightly raised, like
Every night she slept in his arms, she looked quiet and gentle.
She trusted him so much that she put her and her child's lives in his hands with just one answer. She was so cunning that she fell asleep alone without giving him any advice on his choice.
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She is usually such a talkative person, why is she silent now?
Oh! By the way... She must be tired from being pregnant, so she needs to take a nap. I heard that pregnant women are very sleepy.
It's okay, you'll wake up soon.
Qi Mo also raised his lips, as if he wanted to smile like her, but the cells on his face seemed to have died, so that the corners of his lips that were deliberately raised looked like a piece of detached, lifeless piece.
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When she sleeps, he stays here with her. He stays with her as long as she sleeps, until she wakes up.
Qingye, can I sleep with you and the baby?
Qi Mo bent his eyes, soft water rippling in his eyes, slowly flowing down the arc. He took Zhong Qingye's hand away, intertwined his fingers with his own, and tilted his head, just like that
He leaned against the bed and closed his eyes.
Qingye, I said before that this gesture is called "ten fingers clasping the heart". Legend has it that if a man and a woman hold hands and walk together with this gesture, they will be able to walk together for the rest of their lives until death appears in front of both of them at the same time.
If you and your child are both sleepy and refuse to wake up, I will hold your hand and sleep with you all the time, okay?
The room suddenly became silent. The dim candlelight burned in the jade lampshade. The light was gentle and lingering. One of them was lying on his side and the other was curled up. The fingers of his two hands were intertwined and held together tightly, as if no force could separate them.
Their opposite left hearts are connected to the hearts of two people, beating at the same frequency at the same time.
The light gently swayed on the bodies of the two people, just like the golden light swayed by the Buddha, making people feel peaceful and full of courage to face anything.
In the comfortable scene like a painting, under the piled quilts, the red color slowly spreads out, one by one, as if to prove that the flow of life and time never stops for a moment.
When dozens of imperial doctors, Qi Yan, the three girls Chun Xia Qiu, Yan Zi, Zhong Haoyu and others rushed into the room, they encountered such a scene. Qi Yan almost immediately reached out and covered her mouth, screaming uncontrollably:
"Third brother! Third sister-in-law!"
The sudden scream was like a sharp dagger, cutting the entire scene into pieces. Qi Mo didn't move, and Zhong Qingye didn't make any sound either. At first glance, the scene was shocking.
"Quick! Get the emperor out quickly and let the imperial doctor go to the empress!" Zhong Haoyu was also frightened. While roaring, he rushed over and grabbed Qi Mo's arm, helped him up and took him away.
But it was useless. The two people's hands were tightly held together and they could not be separated at all. Several girls hurriedly came over to help, but no matter how hard they tried, Qi Mo refused to let go.
Qi Yan was so anxious that tears fell down. She pinched his fingers hard and cried: "Third brother, please let go! The imperial doctor is here to save Third Sister-in-law. Please let go quickly! ... Third
My sister-in-law is dying! Third brother..."
Perhaps it was the word "death" that shook Qi Mo's mind, and the hand he had been holding tightly relaxed. Qi Mo suddenly opened his eyes, drove several people away and rushed to the imperial doctor, grabbing
The fabric of his clothes and his face were twisted like a ghost.
"Save her! Save her quickly! She can't die, neither she nor the child can die! Did you hear that?"
Seeing that Qi Mo's emotions were so uncontrollable, Zhong Haoyu frowned. The man who was always as gentle as jade rushed forward and grabbed him from behind, dragging him out without saying a word. Fortunately, Qi Mo didn't struggle, otherwise Zhong Haoyu would have been like this.
How can his body and bones support him who has been marching and fighting all year round?
Everyone in the room was stunned by the movement. It wasn't until both of them walked out of the inner room that Qi Yan suddenly realized and hurriedly called the imperial doctor for rescue.
The imperial doctor stepped forward and lifted up the bedding. He almost sat down on the ground in shock. The medical kit also fell. Several people started sweating on their heads almost at the same time. Taking advantage of the glimmer of hope, they began to treat him in a panic.
The imperial doctor was extremely busy. There was a screen in the inner room. The area was quite large. However, with about twenty people entering at once, there was no room for them to move. In order not to delay the imperial doctor's treatment, Qi Yan hurriedly greeted five people.
The girl exited the inner room and let out a long breath outside the door.
Six girls of about the same age looked at each other. Everyone's face was frighteningly white, and their eye circles turned red at some point. When they looked at each other, they all smiled bitterly.
Qi Mo was pulled by Zhong Haoyu to sit on a chair in the outer room. Zhong Haoyu was standing in front of him, rubbing his shoulders. His face was obscure and difficult, and he couldn't tell what his expression was. He just let out a long sigh and rubbed his shoulders.
Qi Mo had a complete expression on his face, sitting on the chair like a statue. The six girls looked at each other, not knowing how to react.
Zhong Haoyu was still holding his hand, as if he had injured his wrist with too much force. Qi Yan bit her lip, walked up to hold his wrist, and said softly: "Let me help you."
Zhong Haoyu didn't speak, and seemed to have no strength to speak anymore. He nodded, showing an extremely depressed and tired look.
Everyone in the room fell silent, Qi Yan gently massaged his wrist. At this moment, Zhong Qingye was wandering on the edge of life and death with her child. Everything was like a repeat of five years ago. Even if she had her daughter in mind again
, and I can’t think of anything at all.
The only thing that could be heard was the occasional call from the imperial physician in the inner room, which was heard far away from the Weiyang Palace and filled the midnight silence.