Morbid pet

Dieshi ran out in surprise, "Great, great!"

Changle immediately stood up and went out, "Quick, quick, quick, show my husband and ask the doctors to save him!"

All the imperial doctors hurriedly saluted and said, "I pay my respects to the Queen. May the Queen be blessed and safe."

"Without courtesy, show it to Your Majesty quickly!" Changle urged anxiously, his face full of sorrow.

Only then did all the imperial doctors rush over to treat Xie Zhao. Apart from the cuts, Xie Zhao only had some scratches on his body.

"These incisions were made by sharp weapons and hurt the heart." After careful inspection, the imperial doctor frowned and said, "My lady, please forgive me for speaking frankly, I am afraid that this lord will not be able to hold on for long."

"what--!"

Changle suddenly screamed and fell down on the chair.

Is her husband, Xie Zhao, about to leave her?
No, no, she couldn't let him leave her.

"Emperor Physician, please think of something else. He can't die or leave me. If he leaves me, I won't be able to live anymore. Please save him, save him. I'm willing to pay any price!" Changle Kneeling in front of the bed, grabbing Xie Zhao's clothes and crying bitterly.

All the doctors looked at each other in confusion, and finally had no choice but to say: "Empress, we need to prepare for this."

Changle raised his head with tears in his eyes, "Okay!"

"Empress," an imperial physician said, "We still don't know the extent of His Majesty's internal injuries, how they were caused and who caused them. We will check him first, and please go out first."

Changle nodded, "Okay."

The imperial doctor began to prepare hemostatic medicine, while Changle stood aside to help, not showing any signs of moving.

"Empress, please go change your clothes. You will get sick if you wear such thin clothes," Dieshi advised Changle, "I'll take care of you here."

Chang Le looked at Xie Zhao's pale and haggard appearance and bit his lip, "Die Shi, go get a set of men's clothes for me to change into, and prepare a bucket of warm water and gauze. I want to clean him."

Dieshi looked at Xie Zhao and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so she responded and went back to get her clothes.

The bedroom in the courtyard found on the mountain is not spacious, but because there are very few things, it is kept clean and tidy. There are not many people waiting here, and Chang Le and Xie Zhao don't like to be around too many people on weekdays. Serve.

Dieshi came back soon, holding a brand new set of clothes.

Chang Le took a look and said, "That's it." She casually pulled the clothes on the screen and put it on her body. She walked to Xie Zhao's bed, soaked the handkerchief with wine, and gently wiped away the stain on his forehead. beads of sweat.

"Azhao, wake up."

Xie Zhao was still lying on the bed lifeless, while Chang Le stood aside with a tired look.

The imperial doctor called her three times to ask her to go out, but she just changed into men's clothes and stood aside, unwilling to move even half a step.

There is nothing the imperial doctor can do.

I had no choice but to rely on my master.

Xie Zhao's battle damage was a big deal. If anything went wrong, it would be difficult for everyone present.

All the doctors held their breath and tried to save the person on the bed.

But where is it so easy to save?

The prime time for treatment had been missed. Although Changle had treated all the external injuries, she was not a professional doctor after all, and the wounds in her body were still festering.

Doctor Chen was so anxious that he was sweating and his palms were shaking. He did not dare to raise his head for fear of meeting Chang Le's expectant eyes.

Changle sighed: "Mr. Chen, you don't need to pay attention to me. I'll be waiting nearby and won't tell you anything."

Doctor Chen seemed to be relieved, "Okay, thank you, Madam."

Changle shook her head tiredly. She hadn't slept all night, and now her eyes were covered with black and blue, but she didn't feel physically tired, and it couldn't stop her from continuing to be anxious.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

It was the first time that Changle felt that time was so long.

Until she didn't realize it, she fell asleep leaning against the bed board.

Wake up again.

It was pitch dark outside the window lattice, with only the bright moonlight shining all over the ground.

Chang Le rubbed her eyes and sat up. She found that she was sleeping on a couch with a thin quilt covering her body. Opposite her was Xie Zhao. His face was as calm as if he had just fallen asleep. His lips were It's like mist, and it looks like a cloud when you look at it.

Changle's heart was as sharp as a knife, she got up and ran over quickly.

The wounds on Xie Zhao's body were all bandaged, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, but he didn't seem to wake up.

Chang Le turned around and went out, and happened to see Xie Lingfeng and others waiting here in the corridor.

Xie Lingfeng took two steps forward and lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty."

Chang Le grabbed Xie Lingfeng's sleeve and said, "How is A Zhao? Where is the imperial doctor?"

A hint of pain appeared on Xie Lingfeng's face, and then he said: "The imperial doctors have been busy all day and night, and have already rested nearby. Someone will come over to change the shift later. Your Majesty needs to observe again. We are here for the time being. We cannot If he leaves, the news cannot spread."

Changle nodded slightly and raised his brows slightly, "Okay, I understand, go ahead and do your work."

Xie Lingfeng said suddenly: "My queen, you must take care of your health, otherwise His Majesty will not be happy."

Chang Le glanced sideways in Xie Zhao's direction, then raised his eyes and said softly: "I wish he would jump up now and say he was unhappy, but how long will it take for our Zhao to wake up?"

Xie Lingfeng didn't know either.

The good thing is that Xie Zhao's life was saved, but the imperial doctor also said that he might not wake up in this life and could only lie on the bed for the rest of his life.
Like a plant.

Xie Lingfeng felt extremely desperate just thinking about it, and wanted to cry when he looked at Chang Le. In the end, he never told Chang Le those words.

Changle was sitting alone in the restaurant, eating white rice aimlessly. In front of her was a side dish that she didn't like to eat on weekdays, and she didn't like to eat it even more today, but there was no way, this was the only thing in the mountains, and it was already the best meal. .

Chang Le was struggling for a long time without knowing what he was eating. When he saw Doctor Chen walking over, rubbing his neck, he got up and pulled him.

"Mr. Chen! How long will it take for His Majesty to wake up? The child is still waiting for him to come home."

Doctor Chen had a lump in his throat, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, he shouldn't be able to wake up right now."

Changle was still holding a porcelain cup in his hand. After saying that, his hand lost its strength and clanged——

The porcelain cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Changle looked at Doctor Chen with red eyes, "What did you say? Why can't you wake me up?"

Doctor Chen explained: "My dear, what I mean is that Your Majesty won't wake up for a while now. The injuries in his body are quite serious and he needs time to repair himself, so there is no specific time to repair it so quickly." , we don’t know either, so we can only say that we won’t wake up for the time being.”

Changle turned his head and coughed, "Probably?"

Doctor Chen thought for a while and said, "It could take as little as five days, or as long as a few years." This is still the most ideal situation.Changle was very happy when he heard about the five days, but when he heard about the last few years, his eyes couldn't help but become red and sore!Tears welled up in my eyes, as if the tears had dropped.

Chang Le ran back, but Xie Zhao was still lying quietly on the bed. Chang Le didn't say anything. He stubbornly put his head on his heart and listened to the weak heartbeat before slowly getting up, and his expression softened a little. .

"fraud."

"big liar."

"Xie Zhao, you said you wanted to stay with me for the rest of your life. If you miss it by one day or an hour, it doesn't count as a lifetime."

"Wake up quickly, okay?"

"I will listen to you from now on. If you don't let me go out to play, I won't go out to play. There are also children. If you want them to take over political affairs, I won't interfere. In short, we are all waiting for you to come back."

"You haven't taken me to see enough mountains, rivers, lakes and seas to travel around the world. Now you die. Are you too sorry for me?"

"Huh? We have known each other for ten years. For five years, I thought you were really dead. I even placed a tomb of your clothes at the door of Lanyue Platform. Is it possible that you want me to repeat the same trick? In Lanyue, Will you continue to place a tomb for you on the platform? Isn’t it good for the children to see it?"

"Ten years, it's a long time. I feel like a lifetime is so long. Please don't leave me, okay? I swear I won't lose my temper with you anymore. I will comfort you if you get angry in the future!"

Speaking of the end.

Changle almost choked, "Azhao, come back. In fact, I love you very much. I have loved you very much since before you loved me."

The people outside the door also choked up.
The person on the bed glanced at him with an incomprehensible brow.
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ten days later.

Changle had no choice but to hide the news that Xie Zhao was in coma, so he had no choice but to take him, who was still comatose, on his way home.

In the originally quiet court, one stone stirred up thousands of waves, and people kept causing trouble.

Only then did Chang Le realize how much blessing Xie Zhao had brought to her with his flesh and blood.

Chang Le put on a court dress. Although it was a smaller version, it was also a men's style. When worn on her body, it hid the proportions of her body and replaced it with a natural aura of nobility and power.

Yes, entitlement has a flavor.

This Ming Dynasty was also surnamed Li. Her husband, brother, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather were all emperors, and her mother's family was also a well-respected family. She could only sit and watch in this world.

Changle went to the morning court alone.

There was also a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.

When she walked through the court, she aroused countless ridicules, and the old men from the aristocratic families began to jump out.

Chen Shangshu: "Queen, there are no women in the court. Have you broken the rules of your ancestors?"

The people below echoed: "Yes, Queen, you don't follow the rules of women!"

"You don't follow the rules of women! You don't obey the three obediences and the four virtues!"

"You are not worthy of being a mother and queen."

Everyone is relying on Xie Zhao to fall. Although Changle has a noble status, she is still a woman. How can a woman have status in this world?
Changle sneered and sat on the dragon chair. The Shang Fang sword was on her left side. She drew it out decisively, and with a 'swish' sound, the sound of the cold weapon was sonorous and fierce!
Changle looked like a petite little girl, but she could lift the Shang Fang sword weighing ten kilograms without changing her expression. This surprised the people below, and the vicious sarcasm became much less severe.

Chang Le said to Chen Shangshu in a gentle voice: "Chen Shangshu, I want to call you uncle, come here."

Chen Shangshu was already very ambitious and thought that Changle was going to extend an olive branch to him in public, so he slowly walked over with a haughty expression, "Your Majesty, in the court, we are monarchs and ministers, not uncles and nephews."

He wanted to remind Changle that it was still useful to seek refuge with him now.

Chang Le hummed, her voice sweet and beautiful, completely different from the woman who just drew the knife with one hand, as if she had become a different person.

But in the next moment!
A scream passed through the hall.

There was a big hole in Chen Shangshu's chest. It was a bloody hole where Shang Fang's sword had penetrated and pulled out. It was exactly where the heart was. The fragments of internal organs and blood dyed Chang Le's eyes red.

She stood up, letting Chen Shangshu die at her feet, looking at the ministers below with a cold voice, and then said word by word: "There is still a surname of Li in this world, and I am the last one with the surname of Li." The royal family, and then my children. Now, my husband is in trouble, and I will not give up to others in this world. He is a very good example." Changle lowered his head and glanced at Chen Shangshu, who was already dead. Solitary.

"Those who resist the decree and do not respect it will be executed."

Changle spread out the imperial edict on the desk, and Xie Lingfeng took it and circulated it to the people below.

It was a succession edict written by Xie Zhao before. It said that if anything happened to him, the throne would be passed to Changle.

No one is allowed to resist.

of course.

This is not a big deal.

The key is that Changle has soldiers.

Tan Dao followed them back and happened to surround the early court into an iron barrel.

Those who made trouble died here, and the palms and backs of those who finally left here were all wet.

He was afraid that he would be the next person to be beheaded.

Changle is a woman. In this era, she can only use some extraordinary means to protect the people she cares about.

Only now does she understand this helplessness.

It turns out it's not just because of Xie Zhao's cruelty.

She sighed and returned to the platform.

Xie Zhao was still lying on the bed quietly, showing no intention of waking up.

Changle couldn't accept it at the beginning, but now he can at least accept it a little bit. That is, no matter what, the worst result is to wait for him for another four or five years.

"Then I'll wait for you for four or five years, you heartless bitch."

The man on the bed suddenly moved his fingers, and then opened his eyes.

Xie Zhao looked at Chang Le with a smile and asked, "What kind of heartless bitch?"

"you're awake!"

Chang Le could no longer suppress the excitement in her voice. She hugged Xie Zhao in disbelief and moved around him. She only let go after repeatedly confirming that the scene in front of her was not a dream.

Xie Zhao said warmly: "Chu Chu, how long have I slept?"

Changle bit his lip and said, "Almost a month."

Xie Zhao suddenly whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Changle shook his head, "No, it's not too late, as long as you come back, it will be fine. Really, Ah Zhao." Her eyes were wet, and there was infinite tenderness when she looked at Xie Zhao, "Really, it would be fine if you came back. .”

Xie Zhao kissed her lips, "I love you." (End of Chapter)