Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 541
His eyes were hot and lingeringly stuck to Ling Xihan's face, and he regarded Xiao Tingxuan as nothing.Xiao Tingxuan didn't say anything, and recalled what Luo Tianxiang said in the meditation room just now in his mind.

"I will spend the rest of my life praying for her to be happy in every lifetime."

Xiao Tingxuan's eyes became a little dazed.He has always known that besides him, there are many people in this world who have no regrets for his wife.

In fact, when they were traveling around the world, they met Xiao Minglan who had been away from the capital for many years.

They were a little surprised when they first saw him.

Xiao Minglan at that time was far beyond their expectations.He has retreated from the complicated aristocratic costumes, shed his dignity and dignity, and transformed into a free and easy man in the rivers and lakes.A sword eliminates the strong and helps the weak.A pot of wine, drunk life dream.

He seemed to have become a lot bolder, and he didn't have the elegance or restraint of a nobleman's son in his speech and deeds, but he was more free and easy.

It's just that deep in the eyes, there is still sadness and loneliness that can never be resolved.

Looking back over the past 20 years, Xiao Tingxuan suddenly felt very lucky.Because he can have the woman in his arms.

He lowered his head and looked at Ling Xihan's sleeping face, with a slight smile on his lips.

Perhaps, the loneliness and desolation of childhood is for her to heal after many years.

Xiao Tingxuan was thinking, and his thoughts had returned to more than 30 years ago...

It was a distant and blurred dream, as if it came across thousands of mountains and rivers, and implanted in front of my eyes.

The majestic imperial palace, vermilion glazed tiles, green trees and red walls, are resplendent and resplendent.In the afterglow of the setting sun, the high corners shone with golden color.Yushu Qionghua, high and low pavilions are staggered and mottled.

At the end of the corridor, a woman in white is coming with a tray.Although her makeup is simple, it still cannot conceal her natural beauty and temperament.Such beauty is incomparable, as if it contains all the youth in the world, it cannot be described in words.She was followed by a group of court ladies, and it could be seen that her status was extremely noble.

Suddenly, a little palace lady hurried over in front of her, "Empress, the prince has fainted again."

Luo Qingyan's face changed drastically, "Xuan'er." She exclaimed, and using her lightness kung fu, she quickly flew towards the East Palace.

The East Palace is the most luxurious and beautiful palace other than the Longyan Palace, the empress' bedroom.Whether it is decoration or layout design, everything is exquisite to the extreme.

However, at this moment, what is inconsistent with it is the master who lives in the dormitory, lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face pale.The eunuchs and maids in the room were busy making a group, and a large group of imperial doctors were also grabbing medicines one after another, all of them were sweating profusely, with anxious faces.

Suddenly a gust of wind flashed by, and then a woman's panicked voice was heard.

"Xuan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Before everyone could react, they saw that Luo Qingyan had already rushed to the window, looking at her son lying on the bed with all the blood loss in his eyes full of worry and distress.

Everyone in the room was startled and knelt down in unison.

"See the Empress."

At this moment, Luo Qingyan couldn't control the group of people at all, and immediately helped Xiao Tingxuan up, put her hands on his back, and helped him to channel the chaotic qi in his body.

After a while, Xiao Tingxuan groaned.

"cold……"

"Xuan'er." Luo Qingyan's eyes lit up, and she quickly stopped her work and hugged him in her arms.

"Xuan'er, don't be afraid, mother is here, don't be afraid." She tried her best to warm her son with her own body temperature, looking at the immature pale face of her son in her arms, her heart ached like a knife.

"Mother..." Feeling the warmth from his mother, Xiao Tingxuan seemed to gain some strength, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Mother, Xuan'er is fine, don't worry." His voice was weak, but he still smiled to comfort her.

Luo Qingyan couldn't help but feel sad, she turned her face away, so as not to let her son see the tears she was about to burst out of the basket.Xuan'er is only three years old, why does God torture him like this?
"Your Majesty?" A senior old doctor raised his head tremblingly, "Your Highness's internal energy is too strong, if you don't clear it in time, I'm afraid—"

"I know." Luo Qing's face returned to calm and calm, "You all go down, I know what to do."

"Yes." All the imperial physicians saluted and retreated.

"Bi Ying." Luo Qingyan ordered again.

Biying looked at her hesitantly, "Miss, you?"

Luo Qingyan turned her head, her clear gaze contained a trace of clarity and determination.

"go out."

Biying's heart trembled, she blessed her body, and took all the maids and eunuchs out of the palace.

Luo Qingyan took the medicine bowl on the table, stirred it with a spoon a few times, then moved closer to Xiao Tingxuan's lips, and said softly: "Come on, Xuan'er, just drink the medicine and you'll be fine."

Three-year-old Xiao Tingxuan looked at his mother in confusion, nodded under her gentle and concerned eyes, obediently drank a bowl of medicine, and winked mischievously at Luo Qingyan.

"Mother, look, Xuan'er has finished drinking all the medicine."

"En." Luo Qingyan pampered his head, but there was a look of sadness in her eyes.

"Xuan'er is tired, sleep well, and won't be cold after waking up."

"En." The medicine added soothing medicine, and Xiao Tingxuan soon became drowsy.

Luo Qingyan looked at his sleeping face, and slowly brushed his fingers across his eyebrows, muttering to himself.

"Xuan'er, mother has already thought of a way to save you. Don't be afraid, mother will cure you."

After that, Xiao Tingxuan never got sick again.And every day, Luo Qingyan would personally make medicine for him and watch him drink it with her own eyes.He didn't know why, but he always felt that his mother's complexion was a bit bad recently.And there seemed to be something extra in the medicine he drank.If you smell it carefully, it smells like blood.But when I smell it again, there is only a strong bitter taste left.Although he had doubts, he also knew that everything his mother did was for his own good.

Until one day, in the middle of the night, his mother brought him a bowl of medicine again.He had just drank it and hadn't fallen asleep when he heard the door being pushed open from the outside with a bang.He subconsciously looked up and saw a pair of eyes full of anger.He couldn't help trembling slightly, subconsciously hid behind Luo Qingyan, and called timidly.

"Father." In fact, he wanted to call him dad more, but father didn't allow it, father didn't like him, father hated him.He's known it for as long as he can remember.

Xiao Moli walked in with big strides, and ignored him, but her eyes fell on Luo Qingyan, who was dodging her eyes, and she was afraid to look at him.

Xiao Tingxuan found strangely that the usually calm, calm and elegant mother was a little scared at this moment, and her body tensed up a little.The emperor has always loved his mother deeply and cared for her like a treasure.The emperor has always doted on his mother in every possible way, and is obedient to her, what's going on today?

(End of this chapter)