little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 187 Wish
I don't know when it started, a line of dark clouds in the sky kept gathering and parting, and it rolled over in a blink of an eye, occupying most of the sky. After a shocking thunderbolt sound, the desert sky seemed to be torn open, and the raindrops were crackling The fight will come down, hurried and noisy, unrestrained and wanton.

There was silence in the side hall, accompanied by darkness.Compared with the loud storm, thunder and wind roaring outside, Zhu Changluo's state of mind was more wanton and noisy than the movement outside. He stared blankly at Song Yizhi opening the medicine box he carried with him. All kinds of large and small bottles and cans, and watched him take out more than a dozen kinds of medicines one after another like a butterfly turning over flowers with his hands, and then produced a jade box to collect these medicines in one place, either in pills or in powder form.

After doing all this, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, his eyes lingered on it for a long time, and finally fell on Zhu Changluo, a little hesitant: "I really don't have much confidence in the second method."

Except for the sound of thunder, rain and wind, there seemed to be no sound. Zhu Changluo, whose face had lost all color for a long time, kept his mouth tightly shut and did not speak.Holding the bottle in his hand, Song Yizhi didn't urge him, but just waited quietly. From a doctor's point of view, for Concubine Gong, there might be a chance of survival if she took medicine, but if she didn't take medicine, she would definitely die.

Even though this is the case, Song Yizhi understands that things are irrelevant, and care will lead to chaos. If he is in a different situation with Zhu Changluo, he will also not know how to make a decision.

"Since I can remember till now, my mother and concubine have always had a sad face." When another bolt of lightning tore through the sky and penetrated through the window lattice and shone on his face, Zhu Changluo's eyes became deep and bright, "But I will always remember that I fell into After Qian Lichi came back to life, the first time I opened my eyes, I saw her smiling face."

Back from the dead?The hand holding the bottle suddenly trembled, and Song Yizhi suddenly sighed: "Why don't we choose the first method, and I will think of other methods in these ten days or so?"

"No!" The voice was decisive, with an unquestionable rebuttal.

Song Yizhi raised his head in shock and looked at Zhu Changluo: "..."

"As you said, there is still a glimmer of hope with medication. Without medication, it is a dead end." Zhu Changluo quietly approached the bed, and pulled Concubine Gong's hand hanging outside the brocade quilt, with tears and smiles on his face : "I want to have a good talk with Concubine Mu. She must have a lot to say to me. I believe Concubine Mu is the same as me. We don't want to leave regrets for each other."

The bottle in Song Yizhi's hand finally fell down, poured out a drop of medicinal juice from it, and dropped it into the jade box, neutralized with many medicines in it, took out clear water to reconcile, looked around, only to find that there was only himself and Zhu Changluo in the big hall Two living people.

Seeing Zhu Changluo's hand stretched out to him, Song Yizhi with a sullen face turned a blind eye, and his hand was like the wind, pointing at the Chengqi acupoint on Concubine Gong's face. Opening his mouth, Song Yizhi poured down the traditional Chinese medicine in the jade box with his hand, he released his fingers, Concubine Gong fell down, her movements were as fast as lightning strikes from the sky outside.

Zhu Changluo couldn't stand anymore, and sat on the side of the bed tremblingly. Song wiped the cold sweat off his head with a finger, and said in a deep voice: "If there is no accident, I will wake up immediately. I will go outside. If there is anything, I will do it." After finishing speaking, he went as if he had fled.

Clutching Concubine Gong's hand tightly, he didn't move, let the thunder be deafening in his ears, let the lightning dazzle and bloom, the wind and rain outside were so insignificant compared to the turbulent waves in his heart at the moment, not worth mentioning.

There was a sudden movement in the clenched hands, and Zhu Changluo remained unmoved, his eyes still looking out of the window.

"Luoer, is it raining..."

"Well, this is the first rain this year. It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil. I didn't expect it to fall so heavily."

Concubine Gong tried to move, but her body was limp and without any strength. Zhu Changluo carefully helped her up, and found that her body had long since become a bone, light and weightless, suppressing the pain in her heart. A few big pillows were placed behind her, and they would be covered carefully for her. Concubine Gong kept smiling throughout the whole journey, her proud and gratified eyes never leaving her eyes, shining brightly at everything Zhu Changluo had done for her.

"Concubine Mu, I'll get you a cup of tea." Zhu Changluo, who had been trying to keep himself from stopping, didn't dare to look into Concubine Mu's eyes, but when he got up, he suddenly found that the corner of his clothes was being gently pulled.

"No, no tea, no need to drink anymore... It's good to have you by my side."

"Mother Concubine, I'm sorry." Somewhere in my heart suddenly collapsed with a bang, Zhu Changluo lowered her body and put her head in Concubine Gong's hands, tears finally trickled down the corners of her eyes, drop by drop.

Concubine Gong patted his head affectionately, "A man does not flick his tears easily, don't blame yourself, concubine mother didn't mean to blame you at all, you did a good job, don't look at concubine mother lying here motionless, but This heart understands better than anything else, it is better for our mother and son to say that this conversation is worthwhile than lying silently for more than ten days."

Zhu Changluo's heart was twisted like a knife: "Mother, if something happens, will you blame me?"

"Not only do I not blame you, but Concubine Mother also wants to thank you." Concubine Gong shook her head, patted his hand lovingly, with a warm and firm smile on her face.

Zhu Changluo stopped talking, and with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, he silently listened to every word Gongfei said.

The chance meeting in ten years of Wanli shaped her whole life. From a court lady to Concubine Gong, in the eyes of others, it seems like a sparrow flying on a branch and transforming into a phoenix. As early as many years ago, she was so dead to the emperor that she could not die anymore. Only she I am most aware of how humble and miserable and unwilling I have been in this life.

"I have lived a boring life all my life. Although I am a concubine, I sometimes think, if I hadn't had the accident back then, would I have been happier than I am now if I had only been a palace maid for the rest of my life?" After finishing speaking, Concubine Gong There was a blush on his face, and he sighed softly, his expression was gentle and hesitant, as if he was seriously thinking about whether his life was worth it or not.

Looking intently at Zhu Changluo's delicate face... Concubine Gong's eyes suddenly flashed a spark, her expression became intense, and the throbbing in her heart far surpassed the thunder and lightning from the sky. Up to now, the thing that weighed on her heart has already disappeared. Is it time to talk?
It was getting dark gradually, the rain outside was much lighter, only the wind was beating the window lattice quietly, and the inside of the hall was already dark.

Zhu Changluo opened the paper media and lit a lamp beside the bed. The red candle light made the faces of the mother and son glow like spring, but everyone knew in their hearts that it was just an illusion. Same thing, once it is said to be gone, it can never come back again.

Panting for a few breaths, Concubine Gong grabbed her son's hand, looked at his son's eyebrows carefully, sighed suddenly, her face became a little uneasy, but she still said: "Mother Concubine has something that I have kept from you. For many years, I wanted to just take it to the coffin like this, but now..."

Already feeling that the hand he was holding tightly was slowly getting colder, Zhu Changluo felt fear and sadness in his heart, and forced a smile: "If the concubine doesn't like to talk, then there is no need to say anything. We have a long time, and it will not be too late to talk about it in the future." .”

Concubine Gong smiled: "Silly boy, you have a big heart, and you will pick and choose what your concubine mother likes to say. But concubine mother doesn't want to do that. I was just lying to myself before, and now I finally figured it out."

His eyes sparkled, and he smiled contentedly: "I didn't say it before, because I was afraid that you would get hurt because of it, and secondly, it was out of my selfishness. If I don't say anything now, not only will I be sorry for you, but I won't feel at ease even if I leave."

Having made up her mind, Concubine Gong no longer hesitated: "Luoer, you are not my biological child, your mother is someone else." Concubine Gong finally vomited out the secret that had been suppressed in her heart for decades. But it was as easy as lifting a few thousand catties of burden, completely ignoring the fact that Zhu Changluo's face, which was holding her hand tightly, hardly changed, and said to himself: "At that time, I had just given birth, and the midwife told me that After giving birth to a son, I don't know how happy I am..."

A thunderstorm rang through his mind, and this extremely sudden news made Zhu Changluo, who was already grieving in his heart, suddenly froze... Concubine Gong really has a son?

Noticing Zhu Changluo's strangeness, Concubine Gong smiled and patted his hand to show comfort, and said carefully with apology: "Are you scared?"

Zhu Changluo was already choked up: "The concubine mother continued, I'm listening."

"On that day, Aunt Zhuxi from Ciqing Palace suddenly came to Yonghe Palace and said that the Queen Mother wants to see my child. What a noble person the Queen Mother is, and what a blessing it is for her to see her. You must know that since I gave birth, except Except for the empress, no one has come to see me and my child." When talking about the empress, Concubine Gong's tone was filled with a hint of gratitude from the heart.

"The Queen Mother wanted to see the child, so I naturally liked it. If it wasn't for the Queen Mother, I would have been killed by those people long ago, so I asked Aunt Zhuxi to take the child away."

Zhu Changluo listened quietly, his eyes were a little dark, the hand holding Concubine Gong was already covered with sweat, but he didn't notice that the other's hand seemed to be getting colder and colder.

"It's been a whole day since I hugged it. Just when I was so anxious, Aunt Zhuxi came back." Concubine Gong had a gentle smile on her face: "Looking at the child in her hand, I like it so much, I stretch out my hand." When I took it, Aunt Zhuxi said something, which made me feel very strange."

A gust of inexplicable wind blew, and the flame of the candle beside the bed danced a few times, and the light dimmed a bit. Zhu Changluo, who had been silent all this time, only felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "What did she say?"

"She said..." Concubine Gong seemed to be completely lost in memory, in a trance like a dream, her voice had become broken and trembling, but there was a stubbornness that refused to give up: "Aunt Zhuxi passed on the Queen Mother's words, saying that the child is very Well, let’s say that I’m a man of good fortune, and if I want to raise my children well, it’s like repaying the Queen Mother’s kindness in helping and supporting me.”

Zhu Changluo was silent, queen mother, queen mother again!
"Later, I opened the swaddle in front of Aunt Zhuxi, only to find that my child was missing..." Concubine Gong suddenly trembled when she said this, her eyes had become loose and dull, and her breathing became rapid and panicked: "At that time, I was so anxious that I asked Aunt Zhuxi, where is my child? Where is my child? Where is my child..."

At this moment, as if time passed by, Concubine Gong's shrill voice kept echoing in the empty side hall, the echoes fluctuated, as if many people were asking together: "Where is my child...?"

No one answered, and after a long time, Zhu Changluo's face turned pale: "What happened next?"

"Aunt Zhuxi looked at me coldly and told me: This is your child, now, in the future, and forever! She said, this is the Queen Mother's will." Concubine Gong suddenly smiled softly: "In the A woman who lives in the palace is like the duckweed in the sea, she can do whatever she wants, fortunately, I lost a son, but I always return one, so I don’t regret it.”

Zhu Changluo gritted his teeth and smiled: "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely find that child."

"No need...it's been so many years, why bother to look for him again, he must have died long ago..." Concubine Gong's eyes lit up and then darkened again, she shook her head and smiled, "I used to be resentful, I hated Zheng Zheng. The imperial concubine and your father hated the queen mother very much for a long time, but now I don’t hate her anymore, because I am very grateful to her for giving you to me. This is enough for me to let go of all resentment and leave with a smile on my face La."

"I'm telling you this not to ask you to find him for me, but to let you find your biological mother and let her know how good you are!"

Concubine Gong, who was getting more and more excited, stretched out her hand to grab the corner of Zhu Changluo's clothes, her eyes gleamed brightly: "...My son grows up like this, why should I die?"

Concubine Wang Gong said this with tears in her eyes, but Zhu Changluo thinks that she is very happy now.

The rain had stopped outside, but the wind was getting stronger.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, the gust of wind threw away a lattice, rolled over the lamp in front of the bed, the candle flickered desperately a few times, and finally was no match for the strong wind, and finally extinguished after bursting out an extremely dazzling lantern ...

The hall has been completely invaded by the dark tide, and the hand that was clenched in his hand has become cold and stiff.

Zhu Changluo lowered his head slowly, put his face on that hand, remained silent, as if entering eternity.

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