The horse galloped wildly. Within a day, Ming Qingyue had already killed several horses and finally reached the gate of the imperial capital.
But the streets of Imperial Capital remained as usual, and no abnormalities were found.
Throwing away the reins in his hands, Ming Qingyue had arrived at the city gate. The people guarding the city gate in the imperial capital were deployed from the Imperial Guards in the palace, so they recognized Ming Qingyue at a glance.
General Lin hurriedly ran down from the tower, sweating profusely from his head.
"Emperor..."
Before he could say the word "Emperor", Ming Qingyue waved his hand, "Prepare my horse and clear the way for me!"
"yes!"
After General Lin finished speaking, he flew up and ordered his followers to prepare horses immediately.
Just being like this in front of the city gate has already attracted the attention of the people, and at this moment, the officers and soldiers are blocking the way.
Even a fool understands that this man in armor is either rich or noble.
After another crazy strategy, they finally arrived at Xuanyuan Palace.
There was nothing hanging in front of the palace gate. At this moment, Ming Qingyue relaxed a little and ran directly towards the middle palace.
…
The deep room was filled with a faint fragrance, which was used to soothe the nerves. Jiazi and Ruyue were dozing by the bed. They had been awake for two whole days.
The imperial doctor was also helpless about Shiqing's symptoms. At this time, Shiqing looked no different from a dead person, but she was still breathing.
This is what is often called a vegetative state in modern times, but there was no such term in ancient times.
Looking at the vaguely sleeping person in the tent with a very pale face, Ming Qingyue endured the pain in his heart and walked over lightly. He was afraid that he would wake up the person if he moved too much.
However, I was afraid that she would never wake up.
It seemed that they were awakened by Ming Qingyue's footsteps. Ruyue and Jiazi did not dare to sleep deeply in the first place. They both stood up and were about to bow, when they were stopped by Ming Qingyue's hand.
"How is the Queen?"
He felt his throat was so choked up that even though Ming Qingyue was ready to see Shi Qing, at this moment, he was really afraid that he would not be able to help crying.
Ruyue's eyelids were drooped, and she was too careful not to say exactly what the imperial doctor said. She just shook her head and said, "This slave deserves to die, for not protecting the empress well."
As he spoke, he knelt down.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty needs you most now. She will definitely be able to hear you."
Jiazi said, motioning Ruyue to retreat together.
After all the other maids in the room were dismissed, only Ming Qingyue and Shi Qing were left in the huge palace.
The big hand was cold and trembled for a long time before he put it down and gently touched Shiqing's cold cheek.
"Xue'er, I'm here, please wake up and look at me."
As Ming Qingyue spoke, he gently took Shiqing's hand and stroked it on his face. However, even if he touched the stubble on his face, there seemed to be no reaction from the person who couldn't touch it.
Shiqing's eyes were still tightly closed, as if everything had nothing to do with her.
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault for leaving you at this moment. You can hit me, no matter what."
She originally wanted to suppress the sadness in her heart, but the tears still flowed down unsatisfactorily. The crystal teardrops hit the back of Shiqing's hand, and then slowly followed the blood vessels in her hand and penetrated deep into her body.
It was him, he shouldn't have left her alone.
He stood up slowly, leaned forward slowly, and looked at the person lying down who was so calm, and then a cold kiss covered him.
Her lips were still so soft, not like a sick person at all.