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When the news of Shi GeGe's serious illness came from the palace, it was not more than a month since the late Emperor passed away.

When Qi Tang arrived at the Palace of Compassion and Ning, he heard her coughing and piercing coughs from a distance outside the door, so she hurriedly opened the curtain and entered the room.

She was leaning on the couch, she had lost a lot of weight since the last time we met, the tea served by the maid had to cough several times before she could drink it.As soon as Qitang's nose became sour, tears fell down.He ran to the couch and wanted to hold her hand, but she pulled it back and covered her face with a veil, "This disease may be contagious, little Shisi, stay away from me, let's just talk like this." .”

The maids retreated, leaving the two of them sisters. Qitang insisted on getting her to remove the veil, but she couldn't help it. She turned her face slightly to look at her, and smiled, making Qitang feel sad, "It's so fast... you It’s been eight years since I’ve been married. I still remember that year, when you were here with me, and you swore to me that you were going to marry him, and that you were going to put down your whole life... You are a blessed person, and now you do everything Damn it..."

Qitang cried sadly, "I will remember how well Tenth Sister has treated me all these years, Tenth Sister...Little Fourteen eats fast and recites Buddha's name, please Buddha bless you to get better, promise me, will you hold on for a while longer?" Okay? You are so strong, this little illness is nothing."

She shook her head, just looked at her and smiled, and sighed softly for a while, "Little Fourteen, help me up, I want to go put incense on my husband again."

Qitang burst into tears, helped her into the room, and watched her standing there weakly, worshiping and offering incense for decades, she gently touched her finger on the spiritual seat, "I really don't want to Look at the doctor... I don't want to be strong anymore. I have been strong for ten years, and I am tired. He has been waiting for me for ten years, and I am afraid he is also tired."

Qitang stepped forward to support her, feeling so sad that she couldn't control it, "Sister Ten... You have never forgotten a single day in these ten years, right?"

She turned her head and looked at her with a gentle smile, "I can't forget it, little fourteen. So don't feel sorry for me. My departure is not a pain, but a relief from the pain. Every day and night of my ten years The meaning is all for this day. Qitang... living alone is too painful, I can't bear it anymore."

She cried and nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can save it, Elder Sister Ten... I can save it... I just... can't bear you."

Shi Gege straightened Qitang's hair as before, the smile on his lips remained undiminished, and his voice was very soft, "Promise me, after I leave, give me his spiritual tablet. It's been too long, I've changed I'm old, I'm afraid I won't find him."

Qitang nodded, then shook his head again, "Sister Ten's face hasn't changed for several years, she's still so outstanding and beautiful, my son-in-law will definitely recognize you at a glance."

She smiled sincerely, leaning on Qitang like a contented child, "The thing I worry about the most is the Queen Mother and you... You must take good care of your husband and children, and take care of your own bones. Often go to the palace to comfort and comfort her." Empress Dowager, her old man also has boundless pain in his heart. Also, in the future... don't be too stubborn, you know?"

Qitang could hardly cry, and responded with a choked voice, and heard her softly say, "Little Fourteen, the sun is so bright this afternoon, it makes people warm... Help me to sleep on the couch. "

In March of the first year of Kangxi, it was a good time for the Forbidden City to warm up. The entire palace with vermilion green tiles was hung with white banners for the second time in this year.

Ten grids died.

Qitang's chronic illness relapsed, and he lay in bed for several days with a headache and couldn't get up. He was so sad that he couldn't eat, and no one persuaded him to get better.

One day Shi Cong came to Qitang's bedroom after school. Qitang shook his hand and smiled weakly. The matter is sad, but the ancestors have said that the deceased is already dead... Eniang is so sad and depressed, and my aunt knows it, so she must also feel uneasy."

She stared at her son for a while, then raised her hand to caress his immature cheeks, her voice trembling, "My son has grown up... I know that I love Er Niang. Er Niang has something to do and wants to be a gentleman with you The appointment, okay?"

Shi Cong nodded firmly, the seriousness in his eyes was exactly the same as that of his father, "Please tell me, Er Niang."

Qitang's hand rested on his cheek, tears streaming down his face, and he said clearly, "Er Niang wants you to promise me, you should keep in mind what you comforted Er Niang today. If someone around you unfortunately leaves Go, don't be too obsessed with grief, but be strong and cheer up. Could my son agree to Er Niang...?"

Shi Cong stared at her, not knowing what he was thinking, and solemnly promised for a while, "My son agrees."

She nodded and smiled, her smile was barely formed, she hugged Shi Cong and said with tears in her eyes, "Okay, don't worry. Er Niang will recover soon..."