MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 243 Finale (40)

243 Finale (40)

Zongzheng didn't worry about anyone, he slowly moved to the bedside. He just felt that the road from the city gate to the palace was so far away that he couldn't run fast enough. But at this time, he felt that the road was much easier than this one. From the entrance of the palace to the bed dozens of steps, he seemed to have gone all his life.

"Aman ... I'm back." He talked to her as he imagined on the road. He expected her to get up to meet him. It didn't matter if she opened her eyes and looked at him, even if only one. Let him know that she is still there, just fine.

The kneeling people behind their heads clenched their heads tightly. They had never heard this fearless emperor so cautious as now. His voice was so light and light, with a slight tremor, as if he would touch it. Broken. His tone revealed the wickedness and fear in his heart, so that the cold emperor might be afraid to tremble.

Xiao Ke was holding his two children. Without looking up, he could feel the sorrow of extreme grief from Zongzheng Wuyou, as if facing the despair of the end of the world.

In the arms of Xiao Ke, the two children did not dare to move, their eyes were filled with tears, but they were afraid to fall down, as if they were afraid to shock the father who was standing in front of the bed like a puppet. To them, the father is strange. Although the mother often tells them about her father, she still feels strange.

Zong Zheng stood there worry-free, looking at the woman who was lying in front of him, and he wanted to step forward and hug her, and touch her face, but he didn't dare. He was afraid he was hit by a cold temperature. He envisioned countless long-term reunion scenarios, but this one alone.

The last ray of sunlight at dusk outside the window also dimmed and disappeared. The bright sky, bit by bit, was swallowed by darkness, and he stood there without moving. The other people in the room also maintained their original postures, daring not even to breathe, for fear of something, it would be turned upside down at the touch of a finger.

The maid did not get up and lighted, and the room was dark.

"Seven Brother, Seven Brother ... Where are you?" In the yard outside, the cheerful voice of Prince Nine passed in. "Well? Why is it so dark that he doesn't light up? Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother? People?"

Xiao Ke glanced at the Zongzheng worry-free, restrained the grief in his heart, let go of the child, and stood up and lit the lamp first. The ninth prince leaned in, and first saw the person kneeling in a room, wondering, "Why are there so many people kneeling? What's wrong?"

"What are you arguing about ?!" Xiao Ke covered his mouth and pointed to the bedside.

The ninth prince looked at Zongzheng's worry-free look, and he took a moment to take a sip, and then quietly asked, "Why is this?"

Xiao Ke bowed his head, and tears burst out.

The ninth prince saw her only crying, without saying a word, anxious, dropped her and strode to the bed, and looked at it, holding her back, he turned to look at Zong Zhengwuyou's glorious past. Hollow eyes could not be seen, and my heart was beating. I tried to reach out and probe the woman's nose on the bed. My heart trembled, my eyes widened and horrified: "This, this ... What is going on here? Did n’t the poison be solved? How could he die? ”

"Who are you saying dead ?!" Zong Zheng turned his head worry-free, staring at the Nine Emperor's eyes extremely fiercely and fiercely, as if he had said something that shouldn't be said, the expression seemed to want a hand Hack him.

The ninth prince trembled and stepped back unconsciously. The two children behind him were already filled with fear and sadness because of the death of their mother. Now when I hear my father scream again, my small heart can't bear it Depressed, Zong Zheng wins a cry. "mother……"

"Shut up! Don't make your mother noisy." Zong Zheng screamed again without worry, the coldness emanating from him almost choked back the cry of Zong Zheng's win. Zong Zhengying was terrified. He had imagined his father countless times, and never thought it would be like this. The little body drew a little because he did not dare to cry. Zong Zheng frowned anxiously, the nine princes quickly picked up Zong Zhengying and took it to the door. He took two shots in his back vest, and then Zong Zhengying cried out again. But it finally took off.

At the door, the nine emperor asked Xiao Ke again, "What's going on? Isn't the poison solved?"

Xiao Ke bowed his head helplessly, "'Destiny' stayed in my sister's body for too long. Although she was detoxified, her heart was damaged ... The day she just detoxified, her sister was emotionally stimulated. Over sadness suddenly became serious. In the past two years ... I was worried about food and drink. She could n’t eat every day and could n’t sleep well. I missed the emperor day and night. I was anxious for the child, so, so ... "Xiao Ke couldn't go on, and wiped his tears with a papa.

Zongzheng's body trembled almost invisibly, and the dark pupils of his eyes were gone.

The nine emperor sighed and looked at Zong Zheng worryingly. After thinking about it, he asked Xiao Ke: "When Qiyu left ... what can I leave?"

Xiao Ke froze and pulled out a letter from his arms, "Leave this."

"Come to me." The Nine Prince eagerly took over from Xiao Ke and stepped forward to Zongzheng worry-free. "Seven brother, here you are." He believed that Li Yue would not leave without a word, regardless of his seventh brother's life. He thought that the letter must be vital to his seventh brother.

Zongzheng didn't worry. The nine emperor shoved it directly into his hand, and commanded to the slaves kneeling below, "You all go down."

Xiao Ke coaxed Zong Zheng to win away, fearing that his cry would cause Zong Zheng to worry later, and Nian Er also went out. Only nine emperors stood quietly beside him in the room, and he did not dare to leave. Worried about what stupid things Zongzheng would do.

Standing overnight, the stars were dim, and the moon was bleak, and the entire Yunsi Palace was shrouded in a mournful atmosphere.

Zongzheng was so worried that he stood all night in front of the bed without talking or moving. He looked at her with such certainty, as if looking at the vicissitudes of their past, and seemed to have seen his future solitude and desolation.

The morning light was dawning, and the sun was shining through the gray clouds as usual, leaving only the cold and lonely palace. He still had the letter in his hand. Looking down, he couldn't help but look at it.

Juan Xiu's handwriting above appeared before his eyes--

No worries, please believe that I have not left you! My heart is always with you. You are the most important person in my life. Maybe I came to this world just to meet you and fall in love with you ... if you love me, please live for me.

Take good care of the two children, give them love, and give them my share. I will use the love and attachment to you deep in my soul to fight this cruel and unjust fate. Please believe ... maybe a miracle. Someday, I will take my love for you back to you. At that time, I will fulfill my promise and only love you. Since then holding hands side by side with you, smiling and picturesque. Therefore, you must live well, and don't let me leave alone after I return.

Amanliu

Zongzheng's worry-free fingers trembled, and he slammed into his heart with a deep and severe pain. He closed his eyes, raised his head and breathed hard, and swallowed the sweet smell of straight throat. He didn't dare to read this note all night because he knew that she would give him the reason why he had to live. And for that reason, **** useful.

The lower men in the palace brought breakfast, and Zongzheng woke up by hand, glancing at the sadness on the face of the maid, and his eyes were painful, and he said in a deep voice: "What are you crying for? I am not dead yet! I am very happy. "He paused and looked away, and said," Lao Jiu, tell the Ministry of ceremonies to prepare for your wedding. Remember, this wedding must be grand and you must give it to Aman. The grandest wedding in the world. You go immediately and give you ten days without mistake. "

The ninth prince froze, "Seven brother, this ... but seven sisters ..."

Before he finished speaking, Zong Zheng had no worries about Li Guang, and he was busy swallowing the rest. Sighing, he shook his head helplessly and left. At least you can rest assured that his seventh brother will be fine for the time being.

Xiao Ke led the two children and saw that the food on the table didn't move. He wanted to come forward to persuade him. Nian Er first took a bowl of porridge and slowly walked to Zongzheng Wuyou, kneeled down and raised the porridge. Bowl, looking up, said in a tender voice: "Mother said, not eating breakfast is bad for your health. Father Emperor ... to eat."

Zong Zheng had no worries for a moment, and turned to look at her, but she saw a bit of Aman's shadow on her little face. He unconsciously reached for the bowl and looked at her again, then Sit by the bed. Gently said to the sleeping woman on the bed, "Aman, it's time to have a meal. I'll feed you." Then he went to help Fu Man.

Man's body was not stiff. Xiao Ke used a medicine in order to preserve her body. That medicine can not only save the human body, but also make the dead person as soft as when alive.

Zong Zheng lifted her up without worry, let her lean against his arms, took a spoonful of porridge and delivered it to her slightly opened mouth, but the porridge flowed out of the corner of her mouth again. He shook his hand and hurriedly lowered his head to cover her mouth with his lips, thinking that she could drink it. 2k novel reading network