Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 174

A few curtains had already been replaced with plain ones, so they were not removed. At this time, some were scattered on the ground, and some were still hanging, casting shadows on the already messy ground.

Tang Tianxiao walked to the bed, grabbed the quilt that was piled up randomly, and wondered if he would see the small body curled up in it, but was disappointed to find that there was nothing underneath.

He threw down the quilt, brushed his fingers on the soft pillow, and seemed to feel a slight tide.

Maybe it's because the air is too humid after the room is sealed?

He thought blankly, and continued to search in other corners.

All three held lamps in their hands. Although it was still a bit dark in this huge room, the general situation could still be seen after all.

Jin Qi even squatted down and searched under the bed.

There is no trace of being charming at all.

Tang Tianxiao's eyes flickered, and he couldn't tell whether it was hatred or grief.

He turned his head and asked Tang Tianqi, "Where's the person?"

Tang Tianqi looked around helplessly, and said in a low voice, "This... she is locked up here, so she won't fly to another place, right?"

Tang Tianxiao's eyes were red, and he said angrily: "Can't fly? Not necessarily! This palace was originally the palace of Nanchu, and even many eunuchs and maids stayed from Nanchu. The king Xin she likes has great powers." , I can't guarantee that I will cooperate with the inside and outside to take her out! She... isn't she just determined to leave me?"

Tang Tianqi sighed: "Why do I feel that she has her whole heart on the emperor?"

Tang Tianxiao pushed him back, and scolded: "I don't want to hear another word from you defending her! Don't let me see her again, or I will strangle her to death with my own hands!"

Tang Tianqi was dissatisfied, and did not dare to argue with him. He lowered his head, took two steps back, and wanted to go out first, leaving him to slowly study Ke Qianmei's escape method.

At this time, his feet seemed to be tripped by something.

When I looked down, it was just a pile of plain curtains that had somehow fallen off from time to time.

But the feeling of catching him just now is definitely not like a plain curtain that is as soft as nothing.

He bent down, pulled away the messy plain curtain, moved the lamp closer to take a look, and shouted: "Third sister!"

Tang Tianxiao was shocked, and when he hurried over to look, there was a person lying silently under the plain curtain, in a plain coat, with long hair on the ground, and a gray complexion, his body was tightly curled up and motionless, and he couldn't tell that he was dead. is live.

"Qian... Qianmei!"

Tang Tianxiao's face turned completely pale, and he slowly squatted down, let go of the lamp, and reached out to her, but trembling his fingertips, he dared not touch her for a long time.

But Tang Tianqi reached out his hand, touched her forehead, breathed again, and shouted: "She's still alive! Your Majesty, she's still alive!"

Hearing this, Tang Tianxiao finally placed his finger on her arm.

The temperature on the skin scalded him through the thin clothes, causing him to withdraw his hands hastily, then quickly stretched out his arms, and embraced her whole in his arms.

She was terribly hot, and her body was extremely light. In just a few days, her originally exquisite figure seemed to have lost all her energy and energy, and she was so thin that only dry skin wrapped around her excruciating bones remained.

He couldn't speak, and he tried his best to let out the breath that was choked in his chest.

Trembling, he finally managed to exhale the breath he was holding in his heart, but he was horrified to find that her breath was so weak that he could barely feel it.

She is still alive, but only with one breath.

He hugged her tightly, rushed out, and shouted hoarsely: "Prince doctor, doctor, send the doctor!"

Yiqing Palace had long been tossed to the point where it was impossible to live properly, Tang Tianxiao leaned her carefully in his arms and ran all the way back to Qianyuan Palace.

The sun was so scorching, his eyes couldn't help the pain and soreness, and there was a scalding heat that was about to fall.

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Putting her on his bed, holding the withered fingers, he shouted hoarsely, "Prince doctor! Where's the doctor?"

Tang Tianqi was also anxious, sometimes he ran into the inner hall to check Ke Qianmei's situation, sometimes he ran outside the hall to check for the imperial physician.

When several imperial physicians hurried over, Tang Tianqi opened his mouth and said, "Are you learning how to crawl like ants along the way?"

In fact, it wasn't the imperial doctor who was learning how to crawl like ants, but he himself was running around like ants on a hot pot.

And the one in the hall who was guarding in front of the bed sat still with his head stumped like a fried ant, and even his face was as gray as if he had been fried.

The imperial doctor approached, and when he was about to meet the ceremony, Tang Tianxiao raised his eyes and saw them, he was already refreshed, and said: "No courtesy, come and treat Concubine Shu."

The four best imperial physicians in the imperial hospital took turns to step forward and examine Ke Qianmei's pulse one by one, and their faces became a little gloomy.

Tang Tianxiao saw them discussing in a low voice for a long time behind the curtain, and couldn't help scolding: "Why are you so dawdling? Why haven't you prescribed any medicine yet?"

The imperial physician responded quickly, and hastily prescribed the medicine, which was ordered to be caught and fried. Then he went forward and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu, I can only prescribe a dose of this medicine and try it. But Concubine Shu's condition has subsided. , I'm afraid it may not work."

Hearing this, Tang Tianxiao immediately frowned and said, "Why do you prescribe a medicine that may not be effective?"

The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Your Majesty, you may remember that when Concubine Shu had a low fever last time, I mentioned that Concubine Shu had other trauma to her brain. If she is injured again or is strongly stimulated, it may cause extremely dangerous symptoms."

Tang Tianxiao remembered.At that time, she was so angry with him that she was half dead, and she herself was punished half to death by the queen mother. The trauma of kneeling for a long time made her develop a low fever.The imperial physician had warned at that time that if a high fever was caused by brain trauma, there would be life-threatening.

He narrowed his eyes towards the imperial physician, and said: "Didn't her injury heal a long time ago? Besides, she has always been the only one who hurt others, when did others hurt her?"

The imperial doctor knew that Ke Qianmei's current illness was definitely related to Tang Tianxiao's uncharacteristic suppression and captivity, and he refused to take responsibility for himself, so he said bravely: "Concubine Shu's condition is probably related to the strong stimulation of her brain. Concubine Shu's body has always been Yes, it shouldn't be serious at the beginning of the attack, but the treatment is not timely, and the condition has dragged on. At present, even the internal organs have been damaged by the high fever. It is really... very dangerous. If such a high fever does not subside, at most... It will only take a day or two..."

Tang Tianxiao suddenly couldn't speak a word, his eyes were closed but his hands were cold.

Everything in front of him gradually turned upside down and became blurred.

Only the woman beside me who is as light as a piece of paper is suddenly so real.

True but scary.

It was as if everything in sight told him that she was dying and that he would lose her forever.

He doesn't want to lose her.

Even if he locked her up in an airtight coffin-like room, he could still clearly realize that she belonged to him, just as...he seemed to belong to her too.

Although he has been trying his best to get rid of her influence on him, but at this moment, he dare not imagine, if the woman in front of him really becomes a thin piece of paper, shattered, flew away, and scattered, what would he do? Bearing the heartbreaking and gut-wrenching pain of a loss.

He couldn't imagine that she would die because of his revenge and abuse.

He hated her, just hated her fickleness and betrayal.So he locked her up, even if she was thinking of other men, she still had to hate him and hate him.

She had to feel his love-hate relationship alive, just as he had to feel her alive in his world.

He has endured enough suffering and pain in this life, and he never wants to bear more.

He couldn't afford more either.

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Seeing that Tang Tianxiao's expression was very bad, Tang Tianqi didn't dare to leave any more, so he only stayed in the Qianyuan Hall, and quietly ordered to pass Xiang'er and Taozi, who were transferred by Tang Tianxiao, to the Qianyuan Hall first, to help take care of Ke Qianmei .

After all, the two of them are used to serving, but Qianmei's living habits and likes and dislikes are very clear to them.

But when they really came over, they found that there were very limited things they could do.

But Qianmei is like a broken gardenia, lying quietly, haggard, withered, losing little vitality little by little.

Not talking, not laughing, not getting angry, not crying, not to mention whether the clothes they changed for her fit her eyes, whether the rice soup they fed was too bland.

In front of Tang Tianxiao, the two maids did not dare to cry out, and wiped her dusty face and hands with warm water with red eyes.

When she wiped her hand on the inside of the bed, Tao Zi suddenly called out: "This... what is this?"

When Tang Tianxiao looked up, his breath was already suffocated.

It has long been discovered that her hand is clenched into a fist, but she has never noticed that there is something in her palm.

He saw the familiar moon-white satin, protruding from the edge of the curled palm.

"Qian... Qianmei!"

With a low cry, he reached out to take what was in her palm.

In a coma, she could still clenched her fists so tightly, as if she had put the last of her sanity and strength into the little thing in her hand.

Tang Tianxiao picked it bit by bit carefully, and managed to get out the crumpled thing with great difficulty.

The moon-white satin material is exquisitely embroidered with lovebirds flying together in the sky, and the branches are connected side by side, all of which are rubbed out of shape.

The bird's eyeballs were black, but they were streaked by creases, as if there were long strings of tears falling down.

It was the purse in which the two of them had tied their hair.

He clearly remembered that after discovering her "infidelity", he broke the comb he kept in a fit of anger, and also took off the purse she kept, tore it, and tore the beautiful hair knot Torn into strands of messy hair...

At this moment, the purse in the palm is intact.The parts that had been torn had been carefully sewn together, but the stitches were so poorly stitched.

He untied his purse and slowly took out a small lock of black hair hidden inside.

It was no longer a beautifully knotted hair knot, but a neat bunch, fastened with a red ribbon studded with agate beads, and folded into two round circles.

I can't tell whose it is for a long time, but they are carefully mixed together, like someone's wide-open mouth laughing.

Tang Tianxiao tightly held that bundle of black hair, and suddenly his heart ached like twists, and he bent down in pain for a long time and couldn't stand up straight.

He seemed to see that Ke Qianmei knelt on the cold ground alone after he lost his temper and left the room, picking up strands of hair;
He seemed to see that Ke Qianmei was weeping, while arranging her hair, one by one, and repacking it into a bundle, carefully buttoning off the red ribbon with a hand accustomed to grasping the whip;

Will she cry when she sews that purse?She doesn't know anything about women's reds, and the word ingenuity and ingenuity has never been related to her, and she doesn't know how many needles will be pricked when sewing purses...

If she treats him like this, if she is willing to let him know that she treats him like this from the bottom of her heart, how can he be willing to let her suffer the slightest grievance?

But she just said nothing.Kissing, intimacy, and warmth with the man next to him, making love and intimacy to the fullest, expressing lovesickness to the man next to him, vowing to each other...

But she turned coldly at him, drew a clear line again and again, and resolutely resisted his approach...

The imperial physician brought the decocted medicine, which was neither cold nor hot, so it was suitable for taking.

Xiang'er and others helped her up and tried to feed her; but she just closed her eyes quietly, bearing the bitter medicine motionlessly, and then it slowly overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

She didn't swallow at all.In other words, her illness has become so severe that she has lost the ability to swallow.

Tang Tianxiao watched silently, then stared coldly at the imperial physician standing beside him.

The imperial physician was flustered, and kept wiping away his sweat and said, "Concubine Shu is seriously ill, or...or...preparing for the next funeral, it's okay to rush up..."

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(End of this chapter)