Qin Ruliang said again: "Chen Xian, is there no one in this world that you can nostalgia for you except Su Zhe? If so, then what would you do to break with him in Huaxu Palace and snatch our fortune from him?"

His big hand held Chen Xian's hand, and the hands were cold and blood was blurred.

Qin Ruliang said: "You are not alone, you are with us. Even if we are nothing compared to him, what about Su Xian? Su Xian is you and his child, you will never leave him alone!"

When the fast horse galloped into the palace gate, his voice was still in his ears: "Chen Xian, Su Xian is the thought he left to you. Do you want to give up on him too?"

Chen Xian fell ill.

After she was sick for several days, when she opened her eyes in a daze, she could always see Su Xian staying by her bed to take care of her.

Su Xian took a hot towel to wipe her face and hands, tucked the corners of her quilt, and fed her medicine. He was only five years old, but he did everything.

Most of the time, Chen Xian closed her eyes, even though she was awake. Because she didn't want to see Su Xian like this, she found that there were people she nostalgic for in this world, and she wanted to go to find Su Zhe, and she would be uneasy to leave.

Su Xian was very haggard. He got up early and went to bed late every day, and kept guarding Chen Xian. He knew that when Chen Xian was awake, he would tell stories to her or read books to her.

When Su Xian’s story is halfway through, Chen Xian would ask softly: “What’s next?”

This will always greatly inspire Su Xian and continue to tell more stories.

When the moon is full, Chen Xian wants to come out and see the moon.

Yu Yan and Cui moved the imperial concubine's couch out, and she surrounded her blanket and raised her head slightly.

Su Xian was by her side.

Chen Xian took off the bamboo flute he wore and said to Su Xian: "Do you know, this is the kind thing your father gave me back then."

After years of precipitation, the bamboo flute was polished smoothly, and the engraved patterns were gradually becoming less clear. But she still couldn't put it down.

"I heard from your father that when I gave me this flute, I hoped that I could blow it so that he could come to me often."

Chen Xian smiled palely, "Now I blew it again, I don't know if he can hear it."

How much she hopes Su Zhe can hear it.

Later, Chen Xian kept playing the bamboo flute. If Su Xian didn't stop, she might be able to play the whole night.

Su Xian couldn't bear to interrupt her. He listened to the faint sound of bamboo flutes and looked at the calm water in the lake desolately.

Later, I accidentally saw a scarlet liquid slowly flowing down the bamboo flute, dyeing Chen Xian's fingertips red, dripping onto her skirt, and blooming into plum blossoms.

Chen Xian didn't notice anything, and his fingers still gently tugged the flute hole.

Su Xian, who had always been quiet at that time, was extremely scared. He climbed onto the imperial concubine's couch and shouted to stop. Su Xian's tears fell on Shen Xian's face. She blew intermittently, but before she finished playing the song, she could not stop. What should Su Zhe do if he couldn't listen to it completely?

The bamboo flute hole was filled with her blood.

There was a mess in Taihe Palace, and Yu Yan rushed out in vain and called the imperial physician.

Cui quickly carried her into the bedroom.

Chen Xian lay down on the bed, reached out to touch Su Xian's face, and said, "I have nothing to do, I won't cry."

Chen Xian was so depressed that it was not easy to get better. The imperial physician told her to take good care of her body, so the court stopped the court for one month to give her peace of mind.

After raising my body for a while, my body was repeatedly recurring, but I still couldn't recover. Although I had a morning break in the court, Chen Xian still had to read the memorials and handle political affairs when he was free.

Su Xian was afraid that she would be hurt by the labor force, so he took the memorial to read it to her.

Even all kinds of strange things that Qingzhou had found everywhere were sent to Taihe Palace as soon as possible. Not only that, He You and Qin Ruliang also often walked to Taihe Palace. Of course, Ye Rong would not be idle, so he would go wherever he was lively.

Ye Rong and He You are not in a relationship, and they can start arguing if they have a disagreement. It’s better to have a quarrel, at least Taihe Palace is not so deserted, and it looks more lively on the surface.

Chen Xian was depressed. In addition to sleeping and resting, she listened to Su Xian to read the memorials. Later, when Su Xian told her stories, she would not ask again.

She did not have the fun of continuing to live, and perhaps she did not hope that she could get better at this stage. Living would be nothing more than a torment for her future life; she even hoped that she could end this illness.

Chen Xian once hated such a self - there was a person who had devoted his life to you, but in the end he could not be rewarded. Why? Why is it him who died, not you?

She pretended to be like this and spent day after day in a daze.

It was not until one day that Su Xian fainted in front of her bed and fell to the ground that Chen Xian felt like she was waking up from a dream.

Unexpectedly, the Queen's health was not yet recovered, and the eldest prince fell ill one after another.

Everyone was taking care of Chen Xian, and ignored Su Xian who was taking care of Chen Xian in front of her bed. When they discovered it, Su Xian also started a fever.

The imperial physician said that the child's body is still tender and not as strong as adults. Perhaps because he was always guarding Shen Xian every day, he lacked enough rest, had a careless diet, and was not careful to catch a cold and typhoid fever.

According to Su Xian's fever, his typhoid fever continued to worsen. He should have felt uncomfortable one or two days ago, but he endured it himself without saying a word.

When Chen Xian hugged Su Xian's hot body, he thought he was already numb, but found that it could hurt even more.

She had lost Su Zhe and realized that their children could not have anything to do. She never thought of giving up on him, but why was this happening?

Su Xian had a cold wind and was afraid of causing infection to others, so he could not stay in the same bedroom with Shen Xian. According to the imperial physician's instructions, Cui sent Su Xian back to his own room, for the sake of Su Xian and for the sake of Chen Xian's good.

The imperial doctor relieved Su Xian's fever next door, and Chen Xian leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face.

Yu Yan wiped his tears and said, "Your Majesty, get better quickly. Only when the Yourtorian is well can he take care of Axian."

I heard that Su Xian kept muttering in a daze, and this time he was seriously ill. Chen Xian got out of bed with her clothes, and no one could persuade her, so she stumbled into Su Xian's room.

She lay beside Su Xian's bed, held him in her arms, and coaxed her and said, "Don't be afraid, Axian, don't be afraid, mom is here..."

Su Xian felt very uncomfortable, and grabbed Chen Xian's clothes tightly and said in a mess: "I don't want my father to take my mother away. If my mother insists on leaving, I will take me away... I will go wherever you go..."

The imperial physician and a group of palace servants in the room were all moved to the point of hearing this.

Chen Xian's tears poured out of his eye sockets and fell down his nose on Su Xian's little clothes, murmured: "If you don't leave, you're here. None of us will leave, okay?"

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