The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 543 Song Yunqian's Attitude
This time when he came back from Wen Yi, he was always trembling in his heart, fearing that such a fate would reappear.

It wasn't until Wen Yi became pregnant with his child that he felt eager anticipation in his heart, feeling that God would finally treat him kindly.

But what I don't want to wait for them is...

Finally, the thing that has been worrying about finally knows the result, but the heart is full of sourness before it relaxes.

No one knows that the emperor who once had a grand ideal of letting the people live and work in peace and contentment, now only wants to be an ordinary man, and only wants to protect the woman he loves deeply.

He doesn't want to think about the stormy waves behind him, doesn't want to care about whether there will be public grievances in the future, and doesn't want to look forward and backward and think about the consequences of his willful actions. Now he just wants to be a man and protect his woman.

The world is his responsibility, but he can't sacrifice his own woman as the price.

Song Yunqian stood in the cold wind for a long time, when he realized that Wen Yi was still waiting for him in Caiwei Palace, his hands and feet were frozen numb.

But he insisted on walking towards Caiwei Palace, step by step, with steady and firm steps.

When he walked into Wen Yi's bedroom, Wen Yi was already lying on the bed. The way she was lying quietly on the bed made Song Yunqian flustered again, so he hurried in.

Wen Yi turned her head abruptly when she heard the voice, and looked at him with a smile. He was startled, but then relieved.

Song Yunqian originally wanted to run over to take Wen Yi into his arms, but just when he got close to Wen Yi, he realized that he was covered with cold air from the outside. He stopped abruptly. Wen saw that he was standing in front of him a little awkwardly, and was a little surprised , slowly sat up, and asked him: "What's the matter? Didn't you want to come over, and now you are standing there again? You came to my place not to sleep, but to stand for punishment?"

"My body is very cold, and you are not in good health. I am afraid that the cold will be passed on to you." Song Yunqian said awkwardly, his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Wenyi, but no one knew, his heart had already been sour and cold at this time. guilt encroachment.

"It's okay, I'm an adult, and I'm still afraid of the cold..." Wen Yi knew that Song Yunqian cared about her, but she was still a little moved when he said it so bluntly, she reached out and grabbed Song Yunqian's hand, Especially today, especially when she knew very well that she didn't have much time to hold his hand like this.

After all, Song Yunqian dodged Wen Yi's extended hand, and he said softly: "I'll go wash up first, and I'll be back in a while, if you're tired, go to bed first.

Song Yunqian left as if fleeing after finishing speaking, he didn't dare to stay in front of Wen Yi anymore, he was afraid that the sourness in his heart would no longer be controllable, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to hold her hand tightly and embrace her into the bosom.

But he knew Wen Yi's body best, he couldn't let Wen Yi's body continue to weaken due to his own reasons.

But when he thought of the plague in Kezhou City, the so-called medicine introduction, and Wen Yi, his heart ached.

"Wen Yi, what should I do? What should I do? What can I do?" Song Yunqian yelled frantically in his heart, but his reason was still in his mind, and he still insisted that he wanted to protect Wen Yi, no matter what, no matter what Pay the price for waiting too much.

It was as if Wen Yi didn't care about his own life back then, this time he also wanted to protect the woman he loved so much, and never let the scene from many years ago repeat itself.

After Song Yunqian finished washing, he had already adjusted his mood. When he returned to the bedroom, Wen Yi was sitting on the bed reading a book. When Song Yunqian came back, she put down the book and stretched out her hand.

Song Yunqian reached out and held her hand. Whether it was many years ago or now, her hand was slender, but now her hand is so white that it is almost transparent...

"It's getting late, go to bed early, you have to go to court tomorrow." Wen Yi said softly.

"Okay." Song Yunqian agreed with a smile, then went to bed, holding Wen Yi in his arms.

The warm touch made Song Yunqian feel satisfied in his heart. His ideal has always been so simple, and being able to sleep with Wen Yi in his arms is already the greatest luxury of his life.

"You're in a bit of a mood today. Is there something going on in the hall, or over there in Kezhou City..." Wen Yi felt Song Yunqian's hand gently patting her back, knowing that he didn't want to sleep, so she whispered.

Wen Yi likes the feeling of two people hugging each other and talking softly, being able to feel the warmth of each other's bodies, and being able to breathe the airflow exhaled by each other, which makes her feel that the two are one.

Song Yunqian didn't speak, he didn't know how to speak, he wanted to let Wen Yi rest assured, he wanted to tell Wen Yi that he could keep Wen Yi, but he knew very well that this was not what Wen Yi wanted, if he said...

So Song Yunqian didn't speak, but quietly hugged Wen Yi, his hands still patted her back gently, as if to coax her to sleep.

"Qian, if it's about the plague in Kezhou City, you don't have to worry, I..." Wen Yi felt that it must be the plague that made it difficult for Song Yunqian to sleep, so she wanted to tell him that there was a cure for the plague, and she was going to hide it Well, the antidote is your own blood.

"Wen Yi, Kezhou City is a matter for the imperial court. I have also sent an imperial doctor to deal with the plague. You don't have to worry about it anymore." Song Yunqian said softly, not letting Wen Yi get in touch with the affairs of the court, This is what he has always wanted to do. Although she has been alarmed many times, this time, isolating her from the affairs of Kezhou City seems to be the best choice.

"If you can solve it, you won't come to me in the afternoon. I already have a way to detoxify." Wen Yi didn't understand Song Yunqian's thoughts. She really wanted to tell Song Yunqian about the antidote. She didn't like Song Yunqian frowning. I don't like the way he is thinking at the moment.

Now that he has determined that Wen Yi is his woman, it is only natural to share his worries.

"Wen Yi, I said it can be resolved if it can be resolved. You don't have to worry about it, just stay in this palace well. Everything will be fine if you are well." Song Yunqian's words were light, but could not be refused.

Wen Yihai wanted to speak, but he didn't want Song Yunqian to speak slowly: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to bed."

After speaking, Song Yunqian closed his eyes, and even stopped patting Wen Yi's back, as if he was really tired and fell asleep right away.

Wen Yi didn't understand why Song Yunqian suddenly didn't let himself care about detoxification, he still looked forward to him in the afternoon.

What Wen Yi didn't know was that the man who was pretending to be asleep was so clear-headed at the moment, he didn't dare to let Wen Yi speak, as if as long as Wen Yi didn't speak, everything wouldn't be true.

He was deceiving himself and others, he lied to himself over and over again, Wen Yi had no cure for the poison, he was willing to sink into such a deception, because only in this way, his Wen Yi would not leave, and he would have the tenderness in his arms forever , of course, there is also Wen Yi's child in his womb.

Feeling that Wen Yi's breathing became long and regular, Song Yunqian opened his eyes. He looked at the familiar face in his arms with nostalgia. He said to himself over and over again that he would definitely keep Wen Yi, and Wen Yi would not leave him. , never will.

However, Master Wen Yi's words sounded in his ears like a curse in this quiet long night. Even though he had made up his mind in his heart, he was still afraid of the so-called fate...

"Wen Yi, what do you think I should do, I..." Song Yunqian spoke softly to the sleeping Wen Yi, his eyes were full of unresolved melancholy.

(End of this chapter)