Chapter 2
On the big bed, under the brocade quilt and red curtain, a girl with blue hair draped over her shoulders struggled to hold the head of the bed up and leaned on the soft pillow. Her long and narrow eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor. , Dispersed into a penetrating clarity, as if with a sharp light, looked towards Qing Ke.

Faced with such a cold gaze, Qing Ke only felt his hands go weak, and he felt a little scared in his heart.

She had seen a lot of weakness and humility in Miss Si's eyes to flatter her inferiority complex, but she had never seen such bright eyes.

"Girl." Qing Ke, who came back to his senses, glared at the girl who was still at a loss, and hurriedly stepped forward and put the medicine bowl in his hand to one side. Her gaze was already a little confused, as if there was sadness and joy in it, she just thought that she was sad because she had no elders and sisters to visit her when she was seriously ill, thinking of the difficulties in the mansion now, her eyes also turned red, she covered her eyes, and hurriedly squeezed out a With a smile, he took the medicine bowl, scooped up the hot soup inside, and persuaded, "The old lady in front was angry, and said that she felt sorry for the girl's illness, and asked us to give her medicine quickly. Well, the girl can greet the old lady, right?"

As he spoke, he delivered the medicine to the girl's mouth.

Song Yi'an felt that he was in a dream, his whole body was cold and limp, and his mind seemed to be twisted into chaos, even his consciousness was blurred.I don't know if it was when I was awake, but I felt a bitter breath coming to my mouth. Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, the girl dressed as a girl had water in her eyes, but she smiled hard to comfort herself, and her heart slightly After moving, she subconsciously took a sip of the medicine, the bitterness in her mouth shook her spirits, and when she saw the unfamiliar decorations around her, she coughed and said softly, "Bring the silver mirror over here!"

When saying this, Song Yi'an felt a little disappointed.

She thought she was dead.

It's so funny, the owner of Yi'an County, who was well-clothed and well-fed, had a great reputation in the clan, and even the crown prince listened to her, died so easily.

Sick and died.

Lying on the sick bed, the last thing Song Yian did before dying was to make the man and woman kneeling and crying in front of him really fulfill once.

After many years of husband and wife, she supported the man's extremely human minister all the way, assisted him with her own power, fulfilled his ideals, treated him wholeheartedly, and planned in every possible way.In the end, he held the hand of the woman he treated like his own sister, and begged for his fulfillment.

At that moment, Song Yi'an even had the urge to laugh out loud. Looking at the man in front of the couch, he was still handsome and upright, with a graceful demeanor, but now he was holding another woman's hand, and said to her tearfully, Her Song Yi'an's feelings were nothing more than gratitude for her support and love. The one he was holding was the real lover he found after going around and looking back.

Even if he knew that she was going to die soon, he couldn't wait and wanted to prove it to her—silly woman, see?In the past, they were all lying to you for fun, but you actually believed that he, who is the most beautiful in the capital, would really fall in love with a haggard woman who can only be trapped on a sick bed?
(End of this chapter)

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