Chang Anqing

Chapter 208
The moment they walked into the soft curtain, an inexplicable sadness gradually rose and lingered in the whole hall. The low sobbing voices of the palace people seemed like the lingering rain, although it was light, it was enough to touch people's heartstrings.While everyone was choking with sorrow and kneeling with their heads buried, Emperor Yuan Cheng walked towards the closed door step by step with dark eyes. Every step, like a revolving lantern, the woman from the past would appear in his mind.

The woman who once moved and warmed his heart.

Perhaps, they were wrong from the beginning.

"Squeak-"

As the maid at the door lowered her head and pushed open the door sadly, the lingering smell of blood came to her face accompanied by the faint fragrance of jasmine, and the soft smoke hanging down from the inside of the house fluttered slightly with this movement, as if Wisps of haze filled the sky, adding warmth to this desolate environment, and he could only vaguely see that vague figure through it.

The constant crying in my ears was like a thin shirt on a midsummer night, soaking in my body and making me uncomfortable.Emperor Yuan Cheng silently flitted through layers of floating veils. When he stood in front of the last layer of veils, he paused inexplicably. Following his slender right hand hesitantly, the veils passed over his fingertips and brought him Feeling the tingling sensation, and behind the veil, Emperor Yuan Cheng saw the all-too-familiar face.

As if feeling his almost non-existent footsteps, Concubine Shu on the bed opened her eyes with difficulty, and moved her gaze away bit by bit. Broken words overflowed.

"His Majesty--"

"I'm here."

Hearing the gentle words as before, Concubine Shu, who was lying there quietly, smiled. At that moment, it seemed that a ray of light fell on her face, casting a layer of gentle warmth on her.

In order to save the best side, but also the last side.

Under the service of Yuxiao and Gong'e, Concubine Shu has changed into a clean dress, and her hair, which was soaked in cold sweat due to the pain, has been combed neatly. Compared with when her life was hanging by a thread, she was almost pale At this moment, her face, which was as transparent as porcelain, was flushed like a peach blossom in spring, just like the shyness of a daughter when she bowed her head when she first saw him.

"Finally, I can still see you at the last moment, so I won't leave sadly, right—"

Hearing the maids crying hard, seeing Yu Xiao standing there with red eyes not daring to look at her, seeing the gentle emperor standing in front of the couch with silence in his eyes, Concubine Shu smiled wryly. , there was a bit of self-mockery in the always quiet eyes.

Facing Concubine Shu's deep gaze, Emperor Yuan Cheng's pupils showed a slight pain, but it was only for a moment, as light as a butterfly opening its wings, and then turned its head to avoid her gaze calmly, speaking in a low voice. And he said hoarsely: "What's the matter with Concubine Shu? Why don't you take medicine? What's the use of you all?"

The young emperor's voice was still so gentle, but the coldness and a hint of anger mixed in his tone already pressed the hearts of everyone present with these few words, making people shudder.

"Your Majesty, forgive me—"

Seeing everyone kneeling down and weeping in fear and fear under the watchful eyes of Emperor Yuan Cheng, Concubine Shu closed her eyes in frustration, her lips were smiling, but tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

In the past, she thought she married the most gentle man in the world, but now she suddenly understands that under his gentle body, there is no heart.

A heartless person, why would she feel sad for him?

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu, Concubine Shu, this is a postpartum hemorrhage, and the bleeding is not continuous. Although the ministers have used hemostatic decoction and acupuncture, but they are powerless, it is the ministers who are incompetent—"

Sun Zhong, who was kneeling outside several layers of curtains, never dared to raise his head, but humbly bowed his head to the ground, and said all this tremblingly, which aroused the panic of all the female officials of the Pharmacy Bureau in front of the bed, and they all bowed their heads I beg, lest the emperor in front of me would take anger at them because of Concubine Shu's death.

"Your Majesty, they tried their best, let them go—"

Hearing Concubine Shu's angry voice, Emperor Yuan Cheng looked up, but Concubine Shu didn't look at him, she just turned her head and calmly looked at the crowd kneeling on the ground and said: "I, I want to talk to you .”

"Okay." Emperor Yuan Cheng lowered his eyelids, quietly walked forward and sat down on the side of the bed gently.

Seeing this scene, Chengde immediately turned his head, and with a gesture of his eyes, he led the crowd back out quickly.

In the silence, Concubine Shu looked at the backs of those fleeing in a hurry, smiled and shook her head, but tried extremely hard to sit up with her slumped body.

Seeing this, Emperor Yuan Cheng originally wanted to reach out to dissuade her, but seeing the stubbornness in Concubine Shu's eyes, he gently helped her to sit up, and carefully put a soft pillow on her back.

Seeing this man with picturesque eyes doing all this for her with affectionate tenderness, Concubine Shu didn't speak, didn't avoid it, didn't even have a trace of resentment, just stared closely at him as if admiring a peerless painting. He felt the breath gradually converging between the two.

"Your Majesty, did I cooperate just now?"

Just a few words are enough to eliminate all warmth and condense all the air around.

Watching Emperor Yuancheng's jade-like face gradually fade away and become silent, until the moment he raised his eyes, looking at her calmly like a stranger, Concubine Shu did not back down at all, instead she took on the attitude of a winner Like, narrow and even jokingly looking back at him.

"Since when did you find out?"

Hearing this cold question, Concubine Shu curled up her lips wantonly, looked at him as if mockingly and said, "Yu Xiao, didn't I tell you everything? Or, you can also ask the dying Yuhan— —”

Seeing Emperor Yuan Cheng frowning slightly in front of him, Concubine Shu slowly stretched out her hand under the quilt, and when her thumb was about to land on his brow, she saw that he instinctively avoided this move and let her Almost cried with laughter.

Even now, her instinct still tells her that she still loves him.

But what about him?
But he already hated even touching it.

"Hold me, maybe I want to tell you."

Hearing this sentence, Emperor Yuan Cheng turned to look at Concubine Shu almost as if he was looking at a lunatic, but at the moment she approached, Emperor Yuan Cheng stood up suddenly, and said coldly and without the slightest emotion: "Whether you say or Not to mention, this should all be over."

After all, Emperor Yuan Cheng turned around and left Concubine Shu's bed without looking back.

"Shiro-"

Hearing an almost shrill begging sound behind him, Emperor Yuan Cheng's footsteps were firmly fixed there.

"I have never called you like this, because I know that what is special to you is not this address, but the person who can only call you like this. Really smile, right?"

The woman's extremely mournful voice trembled in Emperor Yuan Cheng's ears, and the next moment, he couldn't help but clenched his fists, but Empress Yang's smile appeared in his mind.

That's right, all the people who used to call him Shiro left him one by one. Now, except for Sister, only Yu Niang can call him like that.

However, every call of Ajie entrusts him with the responsibility of his family, country and the world, and only Yu Niang can make him feel the warmth that belongs only to him.

"Your Majesty, have you ever loved me?"

Hearing this desolate inquiry, Emperor Yuan Cheng finally turned his head around, but saw Concubine Shu, who had always been dignified and maintained the dignity of the Qingliu family, humblely stretched out her hands to support herself on the edge of the bed, even though her thin half body was exposed on the quilt. Besides, even though the cold made her shiver, she still looked at him stubbornly and even obstinately, shedding two lines of tears.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Cheng already felt the loneliness and powerlessness of the dying person in front of him.

Like a cluster of willow catkins in the wind, it will disappear with just a slight blow.

The longer the silence, the more the light and anticipation in Concubine Shu's pupils will fade away. At the moment when she faintly smiled and gave up hope, Emperor Yuan Cheng's low and overflowing words were like a chiseled stone. The ice cracked suddenly, disintegrating all her strong disguise.

"Never."

At that moment, Concubine Shu seemed to hear something cracking, and she gradually smiled, laughed deeply, and finally laughed like a madman.

"Chen Xuan!"

Seeing the back of Emperor Yuancheng leaving indifferently, Concubine Shu couldn't restrain herself from calling him by his name any longer. Seeing him trembling slightly, Concubine Shu cursed word by word: "An unintentional person can't be exchanged for a sincere heart." , you will regret it, you will regret the loss of your loved one!"

After uttering this sentence, Concubine Shu laughed out loud without any scruples, but everything she did was like punching cotton, until his figure completely disappeared in the room, Concubine Shu's laughter Bit by bit, it was annihilated, and replaced by heart-wrenching tears.

"Why, why did I fall in love with you—"

"My lady, my lady—"

Vaguely, she saw Yu Xiao rushing in like crazy, her face covered with tears, she really wanted to tell her that she was in so much pain.

But she was too tired, she didn't know whether it was because the pain that the blood was about to flow out made her feel cold, or her heart was too cold.

It was so cold that she couldn't stop shivering, it was so cold that she could not wait to reach out into the fire and grab the last warmth.

"Chen Xuan, if there is an afterlife, I will never fall in love with you again—"

Accompanied by the ringing of the bells of Daming Palace, the palace people who were still shuttling back and forth under the pavilions and corridors all nodded in astonishment and paused until the ringing of the bells stopped.

"Concubine Shu, die—"

(End of this chapter)