Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 971 She coughed up blood

Gu Yu and others were sent to pack their luggage.

Xiao Tingchen sat on the Luohan couch in the wing room, put his palm on the pulse pillow and let Wu Song call for his pulse.

"Your majesty is so foolish," Wu Song said in a cold tone, "Fortunately, you have the blood of the Southern Xinjiang emperor in your body, so you won't be killed by those highly poisonous red blood snakes. As the Ninth Five-Year Lord, it is most taboo to act impulsively. Do you need a servant to remind you of such a thing?"

Xiao Tingchen put down his wide sleeves, "Anyway, I'm not dead now, so you don't have to put on this attitude of a loyal minister."

"For the time being, it seems that although the dragon's body is in good condition, there must be no next time. The emperor has recovered his appearance, but the sequelae mentioned before still need to be paid attention to. 'Gain immortality in an old form', is it really possible to live forever?"

Xiao Tingchen moved his arms indifferently, "Who can predict what will happen in the future? I don't care about immortality. Rather than watching the people around me die one by one, it's better to spend a lifetime with them and then die together. "

Wu Song got up and smiled lowly, "I don't know that the emperor has such deep feelings for the people around him."

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Half an hour later, Gu Yu came in to report that the luggage and carriage had been packed.

Xiao Tingchen stepped out of the wing room and saw Su Jiu squatting on the peach blossom tree, hugging the branches nervously.

The spring breeze rolled up her pajamas and blue hair with a slight chill, making her look extraordinarily thin and thin.

The small face was pale, which made the deer eyes dark and moist.

Only then did Xiao Tingchen remember that the girl seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness, so she couldn't help blowing like this.

He walked under the peach blossom tree, grabbed a fallen petal at will, "Su Xiaojiu, please beg me, for the sake of the husband and wife in the past, I would also like to let you down."

Su Jiu's lips turned pale from the cold, and his originally sober mind began to blur again. Even when he looked at Xiao Tingchen, he could only see two faint double images.

"Xiao Tingchen..." She said softly, "Stop making trouble."

Xiao Tingchen crushed peach petals.

He raised his eyes, and the girl frowned slightly, with grievance hidden in her eyes.

With a soft heart, he sighed softly and flew to the top of the tree, hugged the girl's slender waist familiarly and brought her to the ground.

Without dusting the girl's feet, he stepped into the carriage with her in his arms.

The motorcade meanders out of Peach Blossom Valley and heads towards Chang'an.

The large carriage was very stable, Su Jiu was wrapped in a soft blanket, took two sips of hot tea, and gradually fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Xiao Tingchen sat opposite her with his chin resting.

The gaze staring at the girl was particularly deep and complicated. After a long time, he sat beside her in silence, and gently tucked the blanket for her.

The thin pearly white rabbit fur blanket covered the girl's face, making her look even more charming.

The man pinched the tip of her nose with his fingertips, "It's just a high fever, won't it be cured in a day or two? But you were born delicate, and you haven't recovered after recuperating for so long..."

His tone was playful, and after he finished speaking, he kissed her cheek again, letting her head rest comfortably on his shoulder.

Starry and night all the way.

It was late at night when we were about to reach the border of southern Xinjiang.

Su Jiu fell into a deep sleep this time, in a trance like falling clouds and mist, with dots of light flickering around, countless ancestor heroic spirits emerged in the dreamland, looking at her expressionlessly.

Hesitant and helpless, she desperately ran towards those ancestors, begging them to forgive her for ruining the country in southern Xinjiang.

However, no matter how much he ran, even if he saw the distance from them getting closer, his stretched fingertips still couldn't touch their figures.

Their faces were so dark and terrible, she knew they were blaming her for not holding the territory.

"sorry Sorry……"

The girl collapsed and cried in her sleep, and finally fell to her knees helplessly.

The souls of countless ancestors came towards her.

Su Jiu slowly raised her tear-stained face, and saw an ancestor standing in front of her, gently stretching out his hand to her, "Let's go?"

Su Jiu wasn't sure if it was the intention of the ancestors to forgive her. She tremblingly wanted to hold that hand, but a stern call came from behind her.

Someone was calling her name, each more urgently.

When Su Jiu turned his head, his mother was standing far away from the Milky Way, watching him anxiously.

"Xiaojiu, come back!"

Her voice is firm.

wake up.

The large carriage was driving smoothly on the official road, and the sound of wheels and horseshoes came faintly from outside the window.

The night wind blows the draped curtains.

It was late at night, the moon floated on the night sky and the stars were sinking, and the roar of wild beasts occasionally came from the rolling black mountains in the distance, which startled a large group of roosting birds.

The pearls in the carriage were dizzy, and the light was very bright.

The fragrance of the mountains lingers on the tip of the nose, and there is still half a cup of residual wine on the small sandalwood Buddha table.

Su Jiu rubbed the center of her brows wearily, the dream just now made her very uneasy, her whole body was weak and limp, as if she had experienced a catastrophe.

She picked up the cup of residual wine and drank it down in one gulp, the fiery/spicy wine trickled down her throat, slightly relieving the restlessness in her chest.

Putting down the wine cup, she saw Xiao Tingchen was resting on the carriage with one arm around her waist and the other behind his head.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the man's face.

She watched him, from childhood to now, watching his face change from youthful to mature, watching him climb from a bastard with nothing to the throne of Ninth Five Lord.

In fact, she really likes him...

A gentle smile appeared on Su Jiu's lips.

The wind in the field suddenly picked up. It was the time of the cold spring. The cold wind made the girl cough violently. She quickly covered her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief. After coughing, she saw that the handkerchief was stained with bright red blood.

She was stunned.

Hemoptysis?

"what happened?"

Xiao Tingchen's voice suddenly came from behind, it was low and hoarse because he just woke up.

Su Jiu held the embroidered handkerchief, "No, it's nothing..."

"I'm about to leave southern Xinjiang, so don't try to be a monster." Xiao Tingchen pulled her into his arms and hugged her from behind to sleep, "Be good, and you will suffer less when you arrive in Chang'an."

Su Jiu remained silent.

The embroidered handkerchief was tightly grasped in the palm of the hand and never let go.

The convoy traveled across the river and passed through Jinling a month later.

Su Jiu leaned over the car window and looked at the street, still seeing the familiar street scene, she still remembered several shops on Sanfu Street, when she was young, she often went hand in hand with Bao Jin and Nuan Yue to buy delicious food at those shops.

After crossing Sanfu Street and detouring a few more streets, Su Jiu could see the entrance of Bird Clothes Lane from afar.

It was spring, and the apricot tree at the entrance of the alley was in full bloom. Against the alley with black tiles and white walls, it showed a bit of tenderness in spring.

She really wanted to go into Bird Clothes Lane again, see the former Mingde Courtyard and Jiangheting, look at the low wall of Xie's house, see if her adoptive father is still in the ancestral house, and then go to the graves of her grandmother and the head of the house to pay homage. bye……

She stared blankly for a long time, turned to Xiao Tingchen seriously, and tentatively said: "Why don't you rest here for a night? Just one night is fine, will it work?"

(End of this chapter)