Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 916 I, the Song family, and you are at odds! (3)
In any case, he couldn't keep Song Chuxi any longer.

"Yes! The subordinates will make proper arrangements." Jiang Chenghai solemnly agreed, and left in a hurry when he saw that he had no other orders.

At that time, the imperial physician was still kneeling on the ground.

He has never dared to look at Yin Shao, and also avoided thinking about the content of the conversation between the master and the servant. At this moment, he noticed that Yin Shao's eyes were on him, and he said tremblingly, "Your Highness—"

"Get up!" Yin Shao said, but he didn't try to embarrass him deliberately, he just said: "I need you to bring the queen mother back to life, but you don't have any means to hide your secrets, and hold her life with me!"

He said, his tone sank.

Then he bent down to help the imperial doctor up, looked into his eyes and repeated, "I only want you to try to hold her life temporarily, understand?"

With his expression and tone, it was clearly not because of concern that he was reluctant to bear the death of the Queen Mother Song.

The imperial doctor was so nervous under his stare, he blurted out: "Regardless of the consequences?"

"Yes! Regardless of the consequences!" Yin Shao said, smiled slightly, patted the imperial physician on the shoulder, turned and walked out.

He doesn't care what method to use, or what worries will be left behind, even if the symptoms are treated but not the root cause, it doesn't matter, now he just needs to continue to hang on to the Empress Dowager Song, and wait for news from Song Chuxi.

As long as the Empress Dowager Song is there, Song Chuxi will have no way to escape, and even if he reaches the horizon, he will come back soon.

And he-

It seemed that he could look forward to the windfall she would bring back for him.

When Yin Shao came out of that room and passed the main entrance of Linyue Pavilion, he couldn't help but stop and look in again, the smile on his lips became more profound.

Song Jiu, Song Jiu, I didn't expect you to surprise me so much today.

Yin Shao stared at the room for a while, and then laughed even more in a good mood.

What a Duanmuqi!

What a Duanmu item!

What a Nantang Duanmu clan!

nice one--

Song Chuxi? !

Don't disappoint me!

It was snowing heavily outside, but the sun was shining brightly, which hurt people's eyes.

"Miss Si, how is the Empress Dowager? If you have anything to do, tell your subordinates to do it, here—" Yan Hua followed her out with big strides, with a regretful expression on his face.

The Empress Dowager Song's life was hanging by a thread, so he thought that Song Chuxi wanted to accompany her on her last journey.

"You can't do this, I have to go in person." Song Chuxi said coldly with no expression on his face.

In fact, most of the time she is a person who can control her emotions very well and take them in and out freely, but this time, almost as soon as she opened her mouth, Yan Hua sensed a murderous aura that was sharp and sharp. .

Yan Hua couldn't help holding his breath, and then lost his mind in surprise.

Song Chuxi came out of Linyue Pavilion and rushed out of the palace all the way.

"Miss Si!" The guards outside were inexplicably nervous when they saw her murderous face.

Without saying a word, Song Chuxi got on the horse, went straight back to the city, and rushed to the posthouse where Duanmuqi was staying.

She rode her horse and galloped wildly along the way, walking very fast, even though she was braving the wind and snow, it only took more than an hour to enter the city.

Her mount had excellent foot strength, and she threw off Yan Hua and the others on the way.

The door was blocked by heavy snow, and the streets in Tianjing City were covered with snow, and there was no one there.

She galloped alone on the empty street, and she didn't know whether her eyes were stimulated by the sun or blocked by the wind and snow, and she always felt very uncomfortable.

This road, she can almost be said to have trekked past, not caring about the distance, but thinking about the truth hidden at the end of this road, she would feel that every step under her feet was extremely difficult.

She had always known that Duanmuqi was hiding something from her, but she never thought that the entire Duanmu family itself was actually a huge lie.

At this moment, she was not in the mood to worry about Duanmuqi's deception and concealment from her, but she only felt more angry and sad because of the situation and fate of Queen Mother Song.

That woman was obviously wise all her life, but only in the word love——

So stupid and too stupid.

"Miss Song Si?" Seeing her riding a horse, the guard of the post house was obviously surprised. He didn't recognize her until she got off the horse in front of the door, and went to help lead the horse.

Song Chuxi didn't say anything, just slammed the whip and strode in.

This posthouse is the one she stayed in when she accompanied Duanmuqi to Beijing two years ago, and she is very clear about the layout of the opposite sides.

Walking through the garden with ease, facing the Great Wall, he just came out of a yard with his head buried.

Seeing her sudden visit, Great Wall obviously didn't expect it, and he froze on the spot.

"Where is he?" Song Chuxi asked.

The Great Wall was shocked, but Song Chuxi couldn't wait for him to answer, and pushed him away into the yard.

In such a cold weather, the door of the main house was not closed. At a glance, there were charcoal fires burning in the two braziers placed in the middle of the room.

The snow outside fell from a high place, and when it was baked by the heat in the front of the house, it immediately melted into water, and fell down from the eaves.

Inside and outside the house are two completely different realms.

Song Chuxi rushed in directly.

Duanmuqi sat on the couch and played chess with himself. There was a small cauldron with a strong smell of sandalwood on the edge of the chessboard in front of him. The smoke billowed up. The moment Song Chuxi broke in, he was almost suffocated by the smoke.

When the two of them were together in the past, he always liked to smoke very strong spices in his house.At that time, she felt that she was used to it, but after a period of separation, she would suddenly find that she was still out of tune with everything about him.

Song Chuxi broke in too abruptly, Duanmuqi looked up, watched the thick layer of snow on her shoulders melt away quickly, and greeted: "Aren't you cold? Come here to keep warm."

Song Chuxi's mood was exhausted, and he was not in the mood to deal with him any longer at this moment.

Duanmu Qi stretched out her hand into the urn to get the hand of the chess piece, she had already rushed over with a stride, and blocked the top of the porcelain urn with her horizontal hand.

Duanmuqi's fingers paused, but did not back down, but continued to fall slowly bit by bit, and gently covered her icy five fingers with the palm of his hand.

His palm was warm, with a temperature she had always been familiar with. The temperature surged from his cold fingertips to his whole body in an instant, and Song Chuxi only felt the irritated eye sockets heat up.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but for a moment, she felt that there were all kinds of sour irony in the warmth, and something boiled in her chest, as if she could not control her anytime, anywhere. The rationality that was barely maintained at this moment was overwhelmed to the point of drifting and collapsing.

(End of this chapter)