---For a long time, the man Tao Yao's bloodless lips burst out four words: "Zi, Zi Yan, wait for me!" ---
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"Is this really the only way left?" Wanyanche folded his hands, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and his voice was full of knots and fear.
"Brother——" Wanyan Yixi couldn't bear it. Such a decision would be a kind of torture for anyone.
Who would be willing to let his beloved woman take such a risk, and even if it was just a loss of heart, wouldn't it be a cruel death penalty for Ziyan?
No matter what choice you make, it is cruel!
"Currently, this is the only method!" Imperial Physician Yuwen sighed, stroking his beard.
Instantly, his heart seemed to be numb with pain, and the gurgling blood from his mouth was so painful that it convulsed him. He was like a beast trapped in a dark cave for many years, leaving only endless despair and paralysis.
"Please allow my grandnephew to think about it for one night!" After a long time, Wanyanche said breathlessly, with a calm expression, and his hoarse voice was like a dry spring.
"Che'er, you-"
"Grandma, please go down. I want to have a good talk with Yan'er, so I have to ask her if I can, right?" Wanyan Che said with a sad smile, his eyes dim.
Wanyan Yixi covered her face with her hands and sobbed non-stop, with salty tears all over her face. Such a brother made her afraid of strangers.
Oh my god, do you want your eldest brother to be an executioner again? The last time he was a prostitute, but this time he was beheading his wife. Why do you have to force your eldest brother to do cruel things to the people you love every time?
She feels pain for Ziyan, pain for brother Jue, and even more pain for big brother!
The old lady sighed deeply and said to Dr. Yuwen: "Brother Yuwen, let's go and let the couple think about it carefully."
*
royal palace
Yangxin Hall
"Lost Heart Grass?" Emperor Ji Jin, Su Gu Leng, was suddenly frightened. Just hearing that name made him sweat for her.
"Back to the emperor, yes, depending on the current situation of the general's wife, this method can not only save her life, but also be a good medicine to relieve depression. There is no other way." Imperial Physician Yuwen looked solemn and bowed.
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"But there's no guarantee that he won't be sluggish for life. What's the difference between 'lost heart' and 'dementia'? What's the difference between being rescued like this and being like a dead person?" Su Gu Leng's expression was excited, and the unbearable look in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Back to the emperor, I can only say that I am resigned to fate. I have tried my best. Unless Prince Su appears, otherwise——"
"You——" Su Gu Leng's expression was tense, his eyes were closed, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Yu Wen Yiran's body and bones are like pine trees, he is upright and majestic, neither humble nor arrogant.
"It's late at night, Imperial Physician Yuwen, please retire and have a good rest!" Su Gu Leng waved his hand, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said to Yuwen casually.
"Wei Chen excuses himself." Imperial Physician Yuwen looked calm and bowed before retreating.
The Qilin Hundred Hole Stove's dragon-flavored silk quilt, the man caressed his forehead and closed his eyes, his lazy posture added a bit of melancholy and desolation.
The hanging gold-carved dragon lantern illuminated a bright yellow. However, the bright yellow that symbolized nobility dimmed due to the emperor's eyebrows frowning.
"'Loss of heart'? How could this happen?" Su Gu Leng's slender jade-like fingers pressed her temples, and Jue Yao's thin lips murmured.
Xie Qian raised his eyes, with a trace of complexity flashing in them. Recalling the blue shadow that touched his heartstrings from time to time, his hard heart once again felt compassion for that woman.
*
General's Mansion
The moonlight, which is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, is bright and cold, and it shines brightly in the sky.
In the Orchid Garden, there are many fallen orchids, and the cold fragrance is fragrant. The full moon is the time when people are round, but this autumn wind reveals an inexplicable sadness and desolation.
In the sleeping pavilion, a dim and flickering candle was lit on the table. The candle's tears were solid, like a person's memory that has been sealed in the dust and no one can open it, and like a beautiful lady's tears in the world of mortals, sealed by fate.
Is it sad or lucky? No one knows!
Before the bed collapsed, the man held tightly to his 'wife' who was hiding on the bed, and stared at her with calm eyes, as if there were millions of tender feelings, and also seemed to be filled with thousands of guilts. In these affectionate eyes, it was hard to explain.
, the reason is unclear, but the great sadness and desolation in the man's heart can be faintly seen.
The air is very thin, and everything is so quiet that you can hear the sound of a needle dropping and the beating of your heart, one by one, so gently and so comfortably.
Suddenly, the man propped her up and leaned her in his arms. He combed and caressed her like a comb with his hands. In the dim candlelight, his handsome face became more and more yellow, and her delicate face became more and more beautiful.
Cang Ci, however, the breaths of the two of them are so even.
If possible, he really hoped that he and her could continue like this until the beginning of time and eternity.
However, such a comfortable and "warm" relationship seemed like sharp knives piercing the man's heart, without even a chance to cry out for help.
"Yan'er, are you really not awake? You are so willful!" The man choked with his lips pressed against the woman's forehead, desperately holding back the urge to cry.
The woman's eyes were still tightly closed, her eyelashes as long as butterfly's had not moved, and her breathing was as light as a moth to the flame.
"Do you like Jue so much? So much that you can't live without him." The man bit his lip and spoke loudly, his voice was ugly and hoarse. A drop of warm liquid gushes out and falls on the woman's tight eyelashes.
It flickers under the candlelight.
The woman's eyelashes suddenly trembled a few times, but her eyes were still closed, her sleeping face was peaceful and gentle, but her face seemed paler than before.
Wanyanche tightened his strength, hugged the woman in his arms tightly, put his lips on her forehead, and said: "If you like her so much, why don't you wait? No news is good news, why are you so uncontrollable?
It’s really willful. If you never come back and can’t see it, wouldn’t it be worth the loss? Huh?”
The woman's thin lips were slightly parted, her brows were furrowed, and her narrowed eyes darted around for a few times, as if she wanted to open them with force, but was unable to do so. She just frowned unwillingly.
"I promise you, as long as you wake up and Jueyi finds me, I - I," Wanyan Che said with squinted eyes, "I, Wanyan Che, will execute the divorce letter immediately, and I will do it after you marry Su Sha
When the time comes, I will personally send you off to get married."
These words were like him holding up a sharp knife to cut out his heart and veins. He knew that from now on, this body would only be a shell.
"As long as you wake up, okay." The man whispered against her forehead.
"If you don't wake up before morning time," the man said with difficulty after hesitation, "I can only be a 'butcher' again. I have no choice!"
God knows, asking him to do such a cruel thing would be the same as killing him, but he has no choice but to do this——
At this moment, the man buried his face in the woman's neck and could no longer hold back his sobs. Even if she was really sluggish for the rest of her life, she was still his first wife, Wan Yanche, and he would never leave her!
The woman's eyelashes kept trembling slightly, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and fell into her hair, making them invisible.
The night seemed as long as ever, with the moon hidden in the clouds. Suddenly, rustling rain and dew fell from the air, falling orchids fell one after another, the sound of rain was misty, and the night wind was miserable, just like the sky showing mercy to the man.
Asking what love is in the world, it makes people agree in life and death!
*
In the luxurious dark room, a suffocating aroma of tea spreads.
The brocade was folded up, and in the dim light the man's face could not be seen, but the noble eyebrows and the faint arrow scar on his right side were faintly visible.
Suddenly, the man's vomiting became more rapid, and he shook his head slightly, as if he was suffering from great pain. Cold sweat was pouring from his forehead, as if he was falling into the never-ending darkness!
After a long time, the man Tao Yao's bloodless lips burst out four words: "Zi, Ziyan, wait for me!"
The four words had exhausted all his strength, and he suddenly fell into drowsiness again.