"Lan Shu is not from the Lan family, so his medicine should be given to you."
On the day she arrived at the imperial mausoleum, Jiang Jiqing asked her to treat Su Niang. It was not as simple as a long journey.
The noise she heard beside the rockery makes sense now that she thinks about it. It should be her sister rushing to deliver medicine to her.
As for Lan Shu's surprise when she saw Su Niang for the first time.
"Lanshu knows you?"
"I met her many times when I went to pay homage to my mother."
When paying homage on the anniversary of his death, it was inevitable that he would meet each other. The identity of his aunt was true, so Lan Shu always thought that she was his cousin.
But now I think about it, every year when I go to worship, I always meet Lan Shu and the others. I guess it is a tacit understanding between my aunt and my sister.
Lan Shu is, after all, her aunt's flesh and blood.
Thinking of her aunt again, Su Niang couldn't tell what kind of emotions she felt in her heart.
Before her death, her aunt held her hand tightly and told her the whole story, just to make her ask her blood sister to take more care of Lan Shu.
On August 17 of that year, she went to the tomb alone and looked at her "sister" carefully for the first time, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.
It seems that for so many years, I have been living in someone else's body, and now the false body outside has been shattered, and the familiar people and scenery in the past are also different.
She saw the woman of the same age in front of her every year, and she was from the same mother, but why had she never noticed that they looked similar?
And when the bright woman with sharp eyes saw her coming alone to visit the grave, she seemed hesitant to speak, so she guessed that her aunt was gone.
"Don't worry, you will continue to do whatever you want from now on. If you want to move, just don't go too far away from Longyuan."
She didn't like the fact that this sister, who had the same mother as her, even spoke with an edge and a cold tone.
But she had no choice.
If you want to survive, you have to rely on the medicine she delivers every three months.
"Then... Lan Shu, he——" Thinking of her aunt's last words, she summoned up the courage to ask.
Lanzhi glanced at Lan Shu, who was cleaning the tombstone with contempt, "Don't worry, he doesn't know anything, and he won't know anything."
"What are you talking about?" Lan Shu noticed Su Niang's eyes looking at him and looked over with a smile. She didn't know if she was too close to the pile of paper money, but her face also had some red-pink warmth.
The frail woman was deeply immersed in memories, as if she was afraid of waking up her dream, even her breathing was so slow that it was almost imperceptible.
Yu Qiansi unknowingly got goosebumps all over her body, and when she looked at Su Niang, there was a layer of admiration in her eyes that she had not even noticed.
"So, you have known Jiang Jiqing's identity for a long time? Did you stay here on purpose just to have his child and use his blood as a guide to detoxify yourself?"
But if the blood poison is so easy to solve, wouldn't it be possible to capture any descendant of Emperor Gaozu? How could it push the Lan family into such a desperate situation?
Su Niang blinked, came back to her senses, and heard her doubts, "The blood of the mother voodoo that can relieve the pain of the Lan family requires a special medicine to blend the blood of the previous generation of emperors into the blood of the next generation of emperors.
among.”
Yu Qiansi was stunned for a moment, then she felt blessed in her heart and sneered, "Emperor Gaozu is so calculating."
In other words, if the Lan family wants to survive, they must always support the emperor of the Jiang family.
It seems that this secret must be so important that Emperor Gaozu did not hesitate to use this method to force the Lan family to remain loyal to the Jiang family royal family.
"The bone and blood in my belly now does not have that medicinal effect, but it is the bone and blood of the emperor after all. Even if it cannot completely detoxify, it is enough to slow down the poison."
Although these are just her guesses.
But she's willing to give it a try.
Everywhere in her body, the blood that supported her survival was also the shackles that bound her. The cage shrank day by day, gradually suffocating her.
Whether your surname is Lan or not, it makes no difference where you live.
Three months is the length of her freedom.
Originally, she thought that her whole life would be like this.
But God gave her a chance. She saved Jiang Jiqing, and when Boyi found him, she heard that his identity was not simple.
So, she decided to give it a try, what if it worked?
Maybe she could try to live for herself.
Anyway, no matter how bad life is, how much worse can it be than now?
"I took advantage of his affection for me and took the initiative to flirt with him, and finally I got pregnant."
When Yu Qiansi heard the self-contempt in her words, she felt something indescribable.
She squatted beside Su Niang, grabbed her wrist without refusal, closed her eyes and felt for her pulse.
What he said was still a bit sarcastic, "Don't be too happy too soon. It's only half a month old. Even if you are pregnant, ordinary doctors can't find out."
Yu Qiansi also didn't expect that one day he would use Yu's unique method of diagnosing the pulse, which was the most difficult to remember back then.
Su Niang also held her breath and looked at her, even the blood from the wound on her neck stopped for a while.
The two of them seemed to blend into the dark winter forest, motionless like ice sculptures.
After a long time, Yu Qiansi shook his head and sighed, "The moon is too shallow, and my medical skills are limited. It's probably the happy pulse."
Su Niang put her hand on her abdomen, lowered her head and smiled softly. It wasn't until she tasted the astringency on her lips that she realized that she had already burst into tears.
Yu Qiansi shook her head. Even if she was not wrong, her fetal image was unstable and she was poisoned. She might not be able to live without Cistanche deserticola for the rest of her life.
But when the words came to my lips, I really couldn't say them out.
She didn't want to be sloppy, so she stood up neatly, patted the broken leaves at the corner of her clothes, and looked down at the woman in front of her with solemnity.
"That being the case, I'll give you two choices. First, go back with me for the time being. On the one hand, you can recuperate your body, and on the other hand, you can slowly figure it out. The journey back will take more than a month. Once your happy pulse is confirmed, I will
Help you leave."
"Master Jade, there is no need to say anything," Su Niang wiped away the tears on her face and said, "I choose the second one."
Yu Qiansi hesitated and refused to answer, "You have to think clearly. The path you have chosen is extremely difficult and dangerous."
Su Niang tugged at the corner of her mouth, her voice was bitter, "If you, Lord Yu, had the opportunity to make your own choices for the first time in your life, would you choose to return to the cage again? Even if I am unlucky, this stolen child is
It’s all such joy...I would rather die than live like this anymore.”
The last sentence, Qingruo Hongyu, was greatly obscured by the wind, so Yu Qiansi did not hear it clearly.
It was clear that everything was dark, but she could clearly see the fire in Su Niang's eyes.
The charred corpse in the attic when she dreamed about it at midnight appeared in front of her eyes, and Yu Linyi's wry smile when he recognized her for the first time.
Indeed, if she could choose, she would be willing to give up her body and blood and change her life.