Ouyang Chen was shocked and called out urgently: "Emperor Physician!"
The imperial doctor, whose hair and beard had already turned gray, quickly pushed the door open with the medicine box. Lin Rouer also came in at the same time, and they all crowded around Ouyang Xing's bed.
After a while of hurried hands and hurried steps, he pinched the acupuncture point, and the unconscious man slowly opened his eyes, but he was already taking in more air and less out. Finally, in the midst of gasping for breath, Ouyang Xing stretched out his hand, trembling.
Pointing to Lin Rou'er, after holding her hand, his handsome pale face finally showed a satisfied smile. With the regret of not being able to spend the rest of his life with his beloved Rou Rou, Ouyang Xing passed away.
When the imperial doctor confirmed that he was dead, Ouyang Chen and Lin Rou'er were stunned for a long time. However, the maids and eunuchs working in Prince Ning's Mansion began to sob softly, and then burst into tears.
The whole room was immersed in sadness, but Lin Rouer couldn't cry. There was just something stuck in her heart, and she couldn't get up or get down. After Ouyang Xing left, she felt like her whole body had been hollowed out.
A strong desire to leave with him.[
Ah Xing, do you know? I am not from your place at all, but I came to your era by chance and got to know you. Ah Xing, you keep saying that I don’t love you or like you. In fact, even I can’t do it.
Qing, my own feelings, why your leaving makes me so sad, so sad, sadder than ever.
Why did you die so young? Your life is still so long. You told me countless times that you wanted me to stay with you and never be separated from you, but you abandoned me and left first.
Who is the one who doesn't mean what he says?
Ah Xing, if I could do it all over again, I hope that I would be the one who left first. I don't want to see you disappear in front of me, because I simply can't bear it.
Unable to cry, and holding it all in her heart, Lin Rouer finally felt her eyes go dark and completely lost consciousness.
There were countless voices calling her in her ears. She seemed to be able to hear them, but she seemed to be unable to hear anything. She only hoped that she could find her way home in the dark. She only hoped that there would be someone named Ouyang Xing in that home.
The man has been waiting for her, waiting for her to come home.
Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Xing has been dead for more than half a year, and the season has come to winter. Snowflakes unexpectedly fell to the world, like dancing white elves, covering the whole world, making the earth covered with silver.
On the branches, by the river, and on the roof beams, there is a vast expanse of white everywhere.
In Prince Ning's palace, sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Lin Rou'er was wearing a cloak made of white fox fur, looking at the desolate winter scenery in the pond, dazed, her face was still extraordinary, her eyebrows, her eyes,
That nose and lips seemed to be the preference of the Creator, who gave her the best of everything. Her skin was like cream, her face was like a peach heart, her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were like cherries. There was also a thorn in her black hair.
She has refused to take off the little white flower, and her body has become wilted, completely losing its former vitality and energy.
At this moment, two thumping sounds came from behind, but they did not attract Lin Rouer's attention at all.
"Hey, I say, good disciple, my master is here, why don't you turn around and take a look at me." The man behind him said lazily with a joking voice,