Concubine often enchanting tyrant, go away

Chapter 17 Just Not To The Sad Place

Mrs. Xi glanced at the nanny with her head down, and then at Sireng lying beside General Xi, then stretched out her arms and hugged Sireng out to the nanny.

"Take it and let the imperial doctor take a look, don't freeze it."

"Yes, the servant will take the young lady with me."

Holding the cold sirloin in her arms, the nanny hurried to the room where the imperial physician lived, fearing that if she was late, the young lady's life would die.

Mrs. Xi watched the nanny running quickly to find the imperial doctor, and silently turned to look at General Xi lying in the ice coffin, tears finally shed.

"Cover it."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked slowly towards Old General Xi's room.

"Pfft." Only a slight sound was heard, followed by another loud bang, "Boom!"

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Mrs. Xi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

"Old lady."

Everyone rushed forward, and one of the lieutenants picked up the old lady and walked into the house.

"Where is the doctor?"

"In the east courtyard, the room next to the master."

"Then quickly send someone to invite the imperial physician, where will the old lady be sent?"

The steward called the people closest to him to invite the imperial physician to Mrs. Xi's room, and he took them to tell Mrs. Xi to send her back to the room.

Leaving a piece of blood on the white and flawless snow field behind him, it is so dazzling, like the petals falling from the red plum tree not far away, enchanting and withdrawn, desolate and beautiful.

The snowflakes were still falling from the sky, covering it after a while, as if nothing happened here at all just now.

As soon as the imperial doctor gave Xi Leng a prescription for the Wanmai, someone took it to decoct the medicine, and before he packed up the medicine box, he was called to see Mrs. Xi again.

The imperial doctor hurriedly packed the medicine box, and followed the person who called him to Mrs. Xi’s room. He looked at the person lying on the bed with his eyes closed and blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, rolled her eyes with his hands, and then closed his hands again. Feeling the pulse on her wrist, frowning and shaking her head from time to time, finally sighed.

"Hey, prepare your funeral, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it through tonight."

"Old lady."

The maids in the room cried together.

General Xi's eight lieutenants also stood aside, with two lines of tears on their faces. They thought that every time they came back from an expedition with General Xi, the old lady would prepare a table of good food and wine for them to come back for dinner. They treat them like their own sons.

Although a man does not flick his tears lightly, it is just that he has not reached the point of sadness.

The general Xi who got along with them like a brother was killed on the battlefield by other generals a month ago. They had tears but could not cry.

When they just returned to Beijing, they heard that their general's fiancée died of dystocia on the day the general died in battle.

Old General Xi had a stroke half a month ago and has not woken up yet, but now the imperial doctor said that the old lady would not survive tonight, how could they not cry, how could they not be sad.

The old lady moved her fingers, and then slowly opened her eyes. She saw a group of maids in front of the bed and the eight lieutenants of General Xi were in tears. She also knew that her physical condition might not last long.

"How's the lady, isn't it frozen? Can the nanny bring her over for me to see?" The old lady tried her best to finish her words.

The nanny held back her tears and agreed, "Yes, I'll go and bring the young lady here."

After a while, the nanny came to the old lady's room with Sireng in her arms. The old lady held the child in her arms, stroked her little face with her hands, and looked at her dotingly.

(End of this chapter)