"Fu Chu, come with me to the palace. I suspect that someone has poisoned Concubine Jing. I'm afraid even the imperial doctor won't be able to tell." Bai Qige walked up behind the silent young man and explained his purpose straight to the point.
Fu Chu did not answer but asked lightly: "Brother Zhan is also in the palace."
"Well, Zhan Ting has to protect Chen Jing. It's his duty." Looking at Qiao Qingxu sleeping in the coffin, Bai Qige subconsciously explained, "It's natural to be sad, but important things should continue. Sister Qiao definitely doesn't want to see Zhan Ting depressed like this. Living a good life together with Sister Qiao is what Zhan Ting should do."
The boy who had remained motionless finally turned around, with a lonely smile on his young face: "I understand Sister Bai. I really don't blame Brother Zhan. I just feel... I feel that Aunt Qingxu is too lonely here alone." She sighed inaudibly. Fu Chu lowered his head and gently wiped away a little dust on the coffin with his fingers: "Aunt Qingxu likes the excitement and hates being alone alone. Brother Zhan is busy protecting Brother Chen and Sister Bai. You also have to stay with Brother Chen. Ye Zi must take care of Li'er at the inn. Want to come. If I want to go, only I can accompany Aunt Qingxu. Even if I don’t speak and just look at her silently, it’s okay so that she won’t be too lonely.”[
The more those words were spoken, the lower the voice became. In the end, it was almost impossible to hear a single word, only the remaining traces of sadness spread throughout the air.
People cannot be resurrected. Once we are separated, we will never see each other again. In this fashion, we can see her peaceful expression. But in the future, all we can face is a handful of loess and a tombstone. Even if we look at it more, this peaceful face will not give any response. It will all become a luxury
To put it bluntly, this is the last time we spend together
The atmosphere surged in an unexpected direction. Bai Qige didn't know what to say for a moment. She wanted to urge Fu Chu to hurry up and rush to the palace. The words came to her lips but she couldn't come out. The aura of sadness exuding from the young man was overwhelming and tightly wrapped around people's hearts. People can't bear to break the remaining time together
The two of them were silent for a moment, and Fu Chu took one last look at Qiao Qingxu's body. The coffin lid was covered with thick wooden boards, completely blocking the worlds of life and death.
"Aunt Qingxu passed away peacefully, maybe I'm a little regretful. It took a lot of effort to express what was in my heart. I'm about to wait for the happiness that I've been waiting for for many, many years. Everything will stay in that moment forever, with no possibility of realizing it." Fu Chu's tone It's very calm and calm, as calm as dead water. "In fact, I don't think Aunt Qingxu is miserable. What she wants to say has already been expressed in her heart, and she has told it to Brother Zhan in person. This is already a great happiness, better than those who never said it in their heart until their death. The person who said it, Aunt Qingxu, is right. If you like someone, you should tell him early. No matter what the outcome is, at least you have tried hard. Even if the result is unsatisfactory, so what? You can seize half of the opportunities, and you can clearly confess your feelings. This is all. The process is precious.”
Recalling Qiao Qingxu's earnest expectations for Zhan Ting and her peaceful expression when she passed away, Bai Qige also had some thoughts in her heart. However, it was far from as deep as Fu Chu's thinking. She looked at the young and mature poison doctor disciple with a little surprise and some vague understanding.
"The dead are gone, and the living must live well with their unfinished wishes and last concerns. Whether Zhan Ting or Chen Jing, Sister Qiao's death is difficult for each of us to accept. It suddenly seems like an illusory dream. How can you still It’s unrealistic for you to get up from your grief immediately, but I really hope you can be as strong as Zhan Ting. After all, the enemy we have to face has not yet fallen. If you are careless, maybe you and I will be lying in the coffin to love our loved ones. People bring a source of grief"
"Sister Bai, are you worried about me?" He breathed out and suddenly turned around. Fu Chu's smile brightened. His lips were red, his teeth were white, he was delicate and elegant. This was the Fu Chu in Bai Qige's impression. He had the demeanor of a young wise man in every gesture and gesture, even though the hurt in his eyes could not be fully extinguished. In the end, I won’t be as depressed and depressed as I was just now.
Bai Qige nodded and said bluntly, her eyes bright under her curved eyebrows: "I'm worried that you will be angry with Zhan Ting because he didn't stay by Sister Qiao's side. I'm even more worried that you will feel resentment and hatred towards the culprit who killed Sister Qiao, or take revenge on these dirty things. It's enough for Chen Jing and I to bear the burden for you, Xiao Yezi, Li'er and Zhan Ting. I hope you can always live with good intentions. Only in this way can I be worthy of Sister Qiao and worthy of the sacrifice she has made for us."
Bai Qige is not sure who can maintain her kindness and innocence once she is involved in the struggle for imperial power. But she wants to try to change something so that these people who bring her warmth do not have to struggle in the quagmire like her. Their meaning to her No difference from flesh and blood relatives
Fu Chu is a smart Bai Qige. He understands very well that even though he knows that he is about to step into a land that is most likely to be destroyed, the young man still resolutely raises his palms above his head: "Dayao is my hometown. I love this land and don't want to I see the people being tortured by the tyrant and falling into dire straits. I don’t want to see the world in turmoil and the catastrophe for the people. I am willing to be loyal and follow the Seventh Prince. I will not seek revenge or personal grudges. I will inherit the teacher’s legacy and assist King Ming in ascending to the throne. Protect the people of the far away people from suffering no matter how hard they are. Protect me. The people from Jiangshan are attacking the poison doctor disciple Fu Chu. Swear to God”
I originally came to find someone, but I got an unexpected reward. I swore allegiance to Bai Qige. I was surprised and felt that it should have been so easy. Chen Jing's decision, his growth, and his heart that gradually learned to think about others, are all precious treasures that gather people's hearts. Comparing hearts and exchanging hearts. In the long run, not only Fu Chu, but also more knowledgeable people will join Yi Chenjing's command and contribute to his country and the country.
She couldn't directly give him the world, but she could point him to the correct route to the throne. This was the greatest significance of her staying with Yi Chenjing.
The horses outside Yi Zhuang impatiently stamped their hooves, as if urging the two of them that there were more important things waiting for them. Bai Qige stretched out her hand and patted Fu Chu's palm, making a new oath. She straightened her clothes and long sleeves. Fu Chu took a deep breath and seemed to think of something. Turning around, he opened the lid of the coffin and placed the bright yellow jade pendant hanging around his neck into the coffin, wrapping it around Qiao Qingxu's intertwined fingers.
Bai Qige looked at the young man's thin back with a thought in mind and said softly: "Fu Chu, the person you like...is Sister Qiao, right?"
I still remember that Fu Chu told her when she was at Yiye Villa that there was a woman he knew well who had a similar personality to Bai Qige. Now that I thought about it, I realized that that person should be Qiao Qingxu. Fu Chu always thinks about that person... …
"Sister Bai, do you think there is really a soul that survives after death and can hear the living people talking?" Fu Chu did not respond to Bai Qige's question, closed the coffin lid and stroked his drooping eyebrows with his palms, confusion and slight hope were printed between them. "What if?" If so, I wish Aunt Qingxu could listen to me and just say one sentence."
"You should say what you want to say whether you can hear it or not, otherwise your thoughts will never be known."[
The slightly frail figure trembled, and his tense shoulders trembled. Fu Chu bent down and lay on the clean coffin for a long time before his soft and clear voice rang out in a low voice.
"Aunt Qingxu, please wait for me on the road to Huangquan. I can't do anything in this life. Let me protect you in the next life. We will definitely meet again. I will not hesitate to stand in front of you and say this to you when we first meet. I will never have the chance to say it again in my life, I like you, Aunt Qingxu, I like you..."
The sobs as thin as rain are intermittently heartbreaking. Who knows that men can shed tears? The infatuation, the regret that is blocked by life and death, the clear love that will never change until death, vowing to the next life. Only with tears can you express it in silence through the netherworld.
Before you gave birth to me, you were already old before I gave birth to you.
The age difference of more than ten years makes a gentle young man dare not express his feelings. All he can do is pray for the next time they meet, smile and remember every expression of the one he loves with all his strength, and imprint her figure in his mind until the dead of night, when the people around him don't care. Take it out and savor it carefully. I only taste the youthful sadness and miss you constantly. Did you hear this last confession from the other world that I regret so much?
The tip of her nose felt sour. Bai Qige turned around and walked out of Yizhuang, refusing to look at the clear tears under the young man's slightly trembling eyebrows and the once-in-a-lifetime kiss imprinted on the coffin lid.
The dust has settled for the deceased. Those left behind with sorrow must live bravely and strongly.
The sky is clear, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the season of autumn is crisp, the sun is warm and gentle, and the wind is blowing gently, making people want to sleep softly. Bai Qige cheers up and gallops behind her. The boy behind him does not say a word along the way. It is as quiet as if he is asleep. When he gets off the horse at the gate of the palace, his eyes are clear and reserved, and he smiles continuously. The gatekeepers were also infected and had Yi Chenjing's token. Fu Chu was not hindered when he entered the palace. When he arrived at Lianchenxuan, he saw Zhan Ting guarding the door and said hello as usual.
Yi Chenjing always stayed by Concubine Jing's bedside. Seeing Fu Chu coming, he quickly stepped aside, her palms still cold.
After checking, Fu Chu shook his head gently: "There is no sign of poisoning. You are too worried. However, Concubine Jing is very weak. Her body needs warm and tonic medicine to continue to nurse her mind. She needs more comfort. Be sure not to be irritated in the slightest, otherwise she will not get better." It’s possible”
"Is there still hope for a cure now?" Yi Chenjing was overjoyed. "Just tell me how to do it and what medicinal materials are needed."
"This is a heart disease that cannot be cured by medicine. The Queen Mother is worried that Your Highness will go too far and she has such symptoms of heart failure. As long as Your Highness spends more time with her, let her slowly come out of her own imagination and know His Highness's safety, the symptoms will naturally disappear."
There is hope that Concubine Jing will recover as before. This is the best news that Yi Chenjing has heard in the past few days. She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the mahogany tent to rest all night. However, Yi Chenjing felt even more tired than yesterday and had a dull pain in her forehead.
"Go back to your room and take a nap, I'll keep an eye on you."
There are still many things to deal with, so being stubborn is not the answer. Yi Chenjing accepted Bai Qige's suggestion, gave many instructions to Zhan Ting outside the door, and then went back to the bedroom to rest with erratic steps. Seeing Yi Chenjing's figure disappearing at the door, a glimmer of light flashed in Bai Qige's eyes.
"Zhan Ting, Fu Chu, you two stay here to ensure the safety of the concubine. Jin Zhaoyi, please come with me after I change my clothes. I have something to ask for." Facing the confused looks of several people, Bai Qige secretly clenched her hands. In the palm of her fist was the elixir given by the poison doctor that can cure all poisons. She looked at the tiny pieces of sunshine scattered on the floor outside the door. An unpredictable smile appeared on Bai Qige's lips: "While Chen Jing is not here, I should go and meet him for a while." He’s a ‘quasi-prince’”