Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 206

The imperial doctor boldly said: "I don't know... I wonder if there is a prescription left? If we can study it..."

"Even his pharmacy was burned...the people with her are dead..."

Tang Tianqi was speaking in panic, and suddenly remembered a person, and shouted, "By the way, Zhuang Bilan! He knows some medical principles and is careful in his work. Even if he doesn't know how to cure diseases, he probably knows the general medicines used. Let's brew them first. Come here, wait for Sanmei's illness to improve a bit, and then go to find other famous doctors to come over for diagnosis and treatment."

When Tang Tianxiao heard the words and was about to send someone to pass on Zhuang Bilan, he suddenly heard a commotion outside.Before he had time to ask someone to ask what happened, someone hurriedly reported outside: "Your Majesty, the tent where Mrs. Yu's resting spirit is on fire!"

"what?"

"The sinner Zhuang Bilan is still inside. Preliminary estimates suggest that Zhuang Bilan set himself on fire inside..."

Tang Tianxiao was shocked.

But Qianmei suddenly struggled in his arms, tried her best to break away from her, ran out staggeringly, and screamed hoarsely: "Brother Zhuang! Brother Zhuang..."

"Qian... Qianmei!"

Tang Tianxiao hurriedly supported her, only to feel that she was struggling to run out, so he hurriedly held her tightly, half-supporting and half-carrying her out.

But Qianmei's eyes were full of tears, she only hated that her hands and feet were so weak that she couldn't run outside, and rushed to save the sworn brother who always smiled and tried his best to protect her;

She also hated the man beside her, but she was so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength and courage to push him away, so she could only let him hold him in his arms, giving her the warm embrace she longed for in this cold night.

The flames surged up fiercely, already illuminating half of the night sky, and there were silhouettes of people rushing around the burning tent to put out the flames.

But I don't know what Zhuang Bilan did in the tent dragging a pair of heavy shackles. The soldiers came and went carrying water and throwing it on the flames.

Running to the front, Qian Mei broke free from Tang Tianxiao's arms, stumbled towards the tent, cried and shouted with all her strength: "Brother Zhuang! Brother Zhuang! I know you are inside, come out, come out quickly! "

Her face was pale, her loose black hair fluttered messily in the night wind, and her turned-up skirt fluttered, as if she was running towards the flames, like a moth to a flame.

"Qianmei, Qianmei, don't do this!"

Tang Tianxiao grabbed her, hugged her tightly, dragged her away from the scene of fire, turned around and shouted to the servant: "Go in and save him! Save him at all costs!"

A dead man had already taken the order, took a bucket, drenched himself, and rushed in with the wet quilt.

Tang Tianxiao shouted inwardly: "Bilan, come out, I will set you free, make you King of Jiao, and let you continue to guard Jiaozhou, how about it? Come out quickly!"

What responded to him were two screams, but it was the two dead men who were thrown from the burning tent and landed far away on the grass.

Almost at the same time, the tent suddenly collapsed, violently covering the burning belongings and coffins inside the tent.

The plain sleeves that were faintly on fire fluttered in the golden flames, accompanied by sad sighs.

"What I get, is never what I ask for. What I ask for, I always... can't ask for it!"

"Brother Zhuang!"

But Qianmei cried bitterly, but she was unable to even cry, she just felt the flames in front of her eyes, sometimes far away and sometimes near, just floating in front of her eyes.

In the flames, a pair of peerless men and women in plain clothes stepped out hand in hand and waved gently to her.

"Qianmei, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to a place with blue sky, white clouds and green grass, give birth to a bunch of babies, and raise a flock of sheep."

"We can finally be together. Nothing can separate us anymore."

"Brother Zhuang, sister Yayi..."

Seeing their robes fluttering away, Qian Mei just wanted to chase after them, but her body swayed, and she slowly collapsed between Tang Tianxiao's clasped arms.

"Qianmei!"

Tang Tianxiao grabbed her, held her tightly in his arms, and knelt powerlessly on the cold winter grass...

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After Zhuang Bilan's death, there was no one in this world who could be an enemy of the Great Zhou court, but no one knew how to save Ke Qianmei.

Just as Zhuang Bilan expected, Ke Qianmei's illness started to flare up across the board since that night, and it became more and more serious day by day.

In vain, Tang Tianxiao led countless elite soldiers and strong generals, and trampled thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under his feet, but he couldn't find a good doctor who could cure simple diseases.

He left Tang Tianqi to wipe out the remnants of the southwestern rebel party, and he led some soldiers and horses back to Beijing with Ke Qianmei, hoping that the prosperous capital of the capital would be rescued by Xinglin masters.

When he returned to Beijing all the way, he had sent an edict to nearby places to send the best doctor there to treat her illness as quickly as possible.

But Qian Mei is sick and lying on the car all day long, most of the time she is either lethargic or has a fever.

Tang Tianxiao guarded her every step of the way, and refused to take a step away.

But she finally refused to look at him again, and did not want to say a word to her.

On the second day after returning to Beijing from the southwest, Tang Tianxiao issued an imperial decree, naming the prince Tang Qianfeng as the crown prince, and his mother Ke Qianmei as the queen.

As usual, such important matters should be discussed with the ministers in advance, and then the Ministry of Rites will issue an edict to the world, and there will be cumbersome ceremonies to sacrifice to the ancestral temple, and then award the golden book and seal.But Tang Tianxiao wanted to make Ke Qianmei happy, but it was Qian Gang's arbitrary decision. He only told the Queen Mother Xuan in Feishu, and then he issued the order himself.

Now he attaches equal importance to kindness and power, and no important official in the court dares to go against his will for these things. The Queen Mother Xuan heard that her grandson is smart, but Qian Mei is critically ill, so she doesn't interfere.

But when the golden seal was delivered to Ke Qianmei, she also never took a look at it.

Zhuang Bilan said that what he got was not what he asked for, and what he asked for was never what he asked for.

She did the same.

What kind of splendor and wealth, what kind of picturesque country, what kind of practice in the middle palace, can't match the sentence of holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son.

No matter farming the land and grazing sheep, even eating chaff and swallowing vegetables, even coarse clothes and brown clothes, as long as there is a sweetheart who treats each other wholeheartedly, accompanied by the white prime minister, everything will be complete.

She couldn't remember how many days and nights she had accumulated, and after she finally had the courage to try to overcome that period of unbearable hatred, what rushed to her was another insurmountable gap.

Her hands were stained with Li Mingyuan's blood; and how many people's bloods were stained on his hands, even he himself could not count.

Layers of layers of blood spread out, so that every time she looked at his face that haunted her, she always saw a bright and dazzling blood first.

The only thing that can touch her heart is the six-month-old little prince Tang Qianfeng.

Xiao Qianfeng is already six months old, plump, pink, with delicate and lovely eyebrows and eyes.

He still loves to laugh rather than cry. When he sees something funny, he opens his eyes wide, and then he can't stop laughing.

The shape of his eyes is very similar to Tang Tianxiao, but his innocent smile is extremely charming.

But Qianmei couldn't think that the red and wrinkled little thing she gave birth to at that time would be so interesting, so she lay down on the car to look at her son when she was a little energetic.

Only at that time, there would be a gentle smile on her pale, almost transparent face.

When she looked at Xiao Qianfeng lovingly, it was the moment when Tang Tianxiao stared at her obsessively and painfully.

And she turned a blind eye to him, but often woke up suddenly when she was half asleep, crying out with tears streaming down her face.

He heard her crying and calling: "Tianxiao!"

That voice couldn't distinguish between love and hate, it was as sharp as the tip of a knife, and it hurt like cutting the skin.

But even such a painful voice has drifted away from him.

Tang Tianxiao had already grasped the entire country of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there was no panacea that he could not obtain; as soon as he gave an order, countless doctors flocked to him.

But under such meticulous diagnosis and treatment, she still inevitably weakened day by day.

He once said that one day, no one will be able to stop them from staying together.

Now, he does.

Their child became the prince, and she became his queen. From then on, she could have been noble and peerless, sitting together and watching thousands of miles of picturesque scenery.

But he waited with all his heart, and when he gave her three thousand loves and pets, she was unable to look back, and only returned him with unspeakable hatred and pain.

He pursues perfection wholeheartedly, chasing his love that is as beautiful and flawless as a mirror, but his lover is as transparent and fragile as glass, and is almost shattered in the cracks all over his body.

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The sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Han, is the twenty-ninth season.

Before noon that day, they had already arrived dozens of miles outside the city of Ruidu.But Qianmei suddenly vomited while driving smoothly.

What he vomited was not medicine, blood, or food, but dark green juice.

Tang Tianxiao was shocked, and hurriedly found a posthouse to live in, and called a doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment.

At this time, not only many doctors from all over the world came, but even the imperial doctors and doctors that could be found in Ruidu City were already waiting in the post house.He didn't believe that so many brilliant doctors were no match for a dead famous doctor from outside the Great Wall.

But almost all the doctors who treated Ke Qianmei were silent.

Ke Qianmei avoided it. He summoned the doctors and asked, "Can't you come up with any countermeasures? Even...even if it's just to control the deterioration of the condition for a while, and then slowly think about it."

The doctors looked at each other in silence.

In the end, the oldest imperial doctor stepped forward and replied: "Your Majesty, the ministers are incompetent, and the queen is... terminally ill. In fact... it is beyond the power of the ministers. The ministers are guilty! The ministers will die!"

Tang Tianxiao sat stiffly, staring at them coldly, and shouted: "She was fine ten days ago, but after just a few days, she became terminally ill? Hurry up and prescribe medicine to treat her! If something happened to her, you are really guilty , the crime deserves death!"

The imperial physician Pu fell on the ground, already sweating profusely, but replied: "Your servants are guilty and deserve death! But the queen's liver, lungs, spleen, stomach and other internal organs have been severely damaged. I can no longer take any medicine. Just now... what the queen vomited just now was the bile that flowed out after the gallbladder ruptured..."

Tang Tianxiao seemed to have been poured with cold water, looking at the desolate and misty sky outside the door, unable to speak a word.

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After a long time, Tang Tianxiao returned to the room where Ke Qianmei lived.

From a distance, Xiao Qianfeng's "hey, hey, hey" laughter was heard, but when he stepped into the house, only the nanny was guarding the cradle, but Qianmei was sitting by the window, lying on the window sill to fix it. looking out.

Wintersweet is planted outside the window, and there are already small flower buds, but they have not yet bloomed; a little far away is Jingshan Mountain, because there are many pines and cypresses, although it is winter, looking from a distance, it is still a bit green color.

He said softly: "Qianmei, it's cold by the window, I'll help you back to bed and rest."

But Qianmei didn't answer.

Ever since she personally stabbed Li Mingyuan, who was tortured to death by him, she didn't say a word to him, and she didn't even look at him again.

He was full of sorrow, and he didn't dare to expect that she would be able to joke with him as happily as before in her lifetime.

Unable to hear her answer, he gently lifted her into his arms and hugged her to bed.

She was so light that it seemed that there was only a thin layer of clothes left, and she would be swept away by a gust of wind at any time, far away from his world, without a trace.

When she lay down on the bed, she suddenly said, "Am I dying?"

The voice was so soft that Tang Tianxiao almost thought it was his own illusion.

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