Emperor Que Shaohua

Luo Yanhua was awakened by the chirping birdsong outside the window.The morning light was twilight, and the room was silent. He moved in the warm quilt, and raised his eyelashes with difficulty. He felt as if his whole body had just been crushed heavily by something, and he fell apart completely, limp and unable to lift his eyes. strength.

The dizziness of waking up has not yet passed, he closed his eyes, and intermittently recalled the episode before falling asleep, sometimes it was as cold as falling into an ice prison, and sometimes it was like trekking through a flaming mountain under the scorching sun.However, compared with the previous mid-month, this cold poison outbreak seems to be very different.He remembered the lingering scent of the clear and slightly bitter medicine, as well as the cold feeling of the silver needle inserted into the skin in Xi Minghua's hand.In the end, the tearing pain gradually subsided, and the long-lost comfort surrounded him.It was a strange feeling, as if you were in the mountains and forests, the sun was rising, the fragrance of pine wood was floating around you, the spring water flowed over the rocks, and all the pain was healed.

I don't know how long I have slept, my whole body is as tired as if I just went through a desperate struggle, and there is a kind of relaxation after being completely exhausted, even lazy...

There was something strange about the left shoulder, as if it was wet. He wanted to touch it to confirm, but he didn't even bother to lift a finger.When Luo Pingyuan, who was dozing on the couch under the window, came to check, Luo Yanhua had fallen asleep again.

Xi Minghua worked day and night for three days and was very tired. She made an exception in the morning and got up nearly two hours late.It was almost noon when he stepped into the Lancang residence, and King Jing had just got up. Because he still had no strength, he finally finished simple washing and changing clothes, and was leaning on the pillow and slowly drinking porridge.

"Sect Master Jiang woke up, how do you feel?" Xi Minghua looked at his complexion as usual, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, no more fever."

"The Gu owner is bothering you. I think it's okay, but I'm a little tired." Luo Yanhua said softly. In fact, he had lost his appetite for a long time, but this morning when he faced the fish porridge brought by Gu Yu, he suddenly Feeling smooth and delicious, I unconsciously drank half a bowl more.

"You just had a serious illness a while ago, and you have been in a hurry to treat the poison these few days. It's normal to be weak." Xi Minghua was not surprised, and said with a smile, "The illness is gone like a thread, and the days to come will be worse." It looks very good, and it needs to be treated with medicine slowly."

Luo Yanhua paused for a moment, based on what he knew about Dr. Xi, it was related to the diagnosis and treatment of his illness. Impossible?

But he had no illusions about recovery for a long time, and he didn't take it seriously when he heard the words. He smiled and said: "Speaking of medicine, I seemed to see Dr. Xi dissolve a piece of black medicinal material in wine the night before yesterday, and drinking it was very effective, but I didn't know that. What is it?"

He was very impressed. The things Luo Pingyuan handed over were only the size of a fingernail, and they were as black as ink and coal. Although it is uncomfortable to choke, it has a mellow and soft effect, which can resist the menacing cold poison.

"That's it," Xi Minghua coughed lightly, thinking about what kind of expression King Jing would have if he knew that he had drank a lot of ink for a few days, "of course it is the panacea that His Highness the Fifth Highness found. Sect Master Jiang , from now on, even if it is the fifteenth day of the month, you don’t need to bow your head to the old emperor who is obsessed with power and wants an antidote.”

Luo Yanhua frowned, it wasn't the first day he knew Master Xi Gu, he always felt that the other party's smile carried some kind of mysterious meaning, and seemed to be in a rare good mood.Could it be that it is true that Pingyuan found a rare medicinal material that can cure the onset of cold poison?The problem is, looking back on the three-day intensive and complicated treatment process, if you have to go through the same process once a month, even if you can bear it, the people around you may not be able to bear it.Half-awake, he still remembered how Dr. Xi concentrated on doing needles again and again, and his subordinates rushed in and out, ignoring their meals and rest, and were nervously waiting by the side.

"If it can be like this, of course it would be the best." He said implicitly, "But at this point, I think His Majesty should also understand that it is meaningless to make a fuss about the antidote, and there is always a way for him to take it out."

In fact, as long as he fulfills his wish to redress his grievances and arranges his death, he doesn't care how much time is left.

"You look like this. If you say it sounds good, your heart is as still as water, but if it sounds bad, your heart is like ashes." Xi Minghua clicked twice in a row. Seeing that he still refused to understand, he shook his head and sighed. Can't think in a good direction? No wonder your brother is crying so badly."

cry?Luo Yanhua was taken aback for a moment: "Ping Yuan, why?"

He felt that he was stupid to ask, but there seemed to be a deep meaning hidden in the expression of Dream Fairy Valley Master, so he had to ask.

"Why else, of course weeping with joy." Xi Minghua glanced at him, and decided to simply say, "Yesterday afternoon, I found out that your cold poison was cured. First, I was so happy that I couldn't speak. I sat stupidly and couldn't hear anyone. I arrived, and then I hugged you and started to cry bitterly. I cried for nearly two hours without eating or drinking tea. I already went to sleep, and when I came back, I saw that he hadn’t finished crying. I guess even if you are seriously ill If it is not treated, it will be miserable to this extent."

Luo Yanhua was stunned.As far as he was concerned, even if Xi Minghua announced that he was terminally ill and would die within a few days, it was not so unexpected, let alone unbelievable and shocking.But what he heard was a plain sentence: Your cold poison has been cured.

His mind was in chaos, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong, and it took him a while to find the voice: "Master Gu, it's fine to just joke around, there are still a lot of business to deal with, so don't make fun of me."

"I never joke about curing diseases. Besides, what more important thing is there to save your life?" Xi Minghua put away her smile and said seriously, "It was His Royal Highness who tried his best to find Xuemanqingguo to detoxify you , otherwise, how could it take three full days and so many troubles? Sect Master Jiang, you took the initiative to ask me about the medicinal materials, so you must not feel nothing at all?"

"Snow Mango Green Fruit..." Luo Yanhua repeated it blankly.He had heard of the reward order, and knew that many people, including Lang Huan's subordinates and Ping Yuan, were desperately searching for it, but he never thought it was possible to succeed.

He was not so lucky.Maybe when I was young, I was blessed with the unique blessings, as if I had occupied all the world, but the time has passed, the changes have changed, and I have already given up the last sliver of fantasy.Is it really possible to get rid of the cold poison that has followed me for more than 500 days and nights like a shadow and a shadow?

With his calm mind, he was overwhelmed by the news that fell from the sky for a moment.If it wasn't for the fact that he was held up for treatment for three days and was still exhausted, or if it wasn't Xi Minghua sitting opposite him, he wouldn't believe anything he said.

Where did Ping Yuan go? Did Master Xi Gu say that he cried all afternoon?Looking around, there is no sign of my younger brother inside or outside the living room.He clearly remembered that in the torment of the cold poison and the drug needle stone, he could always see Ping Yuan, standing by his side, wiping off his cold sweat, infusing his internal energy, rubbing his hands and feet again and again to activate blood, and accompanying him worryingly and anxiously. with.Subconsciously, he raised his hand to stroke his left shoulder, where the fabric had dried.

"The Fifth Highness has gone to the Jingyu Guard. He obviously doesn't want to go out but there are a lot of things waiting for him. It's hard for him." Xi Minghua looked at the bewildered expression of Sect Master Langhuan, which was rarely seen in ten years, and felt a sense of accomplishment. , "I shouldn't talk too much, but because he is pitiful and has worked so hard to find an antidote for you, Sect Master Jiang, please forgive this child for his previous mistakes, and don't be angry anymore."

Luo Yanhua was still in a daze, and shook his head instinctively: "I didn't mean to blame Ping Yuan. Originally, I always wanted to talk to him."

"Really?" Xi Minghua nodded and smiled, "It's true that you didn't say a single harsh word, so you can't blame him, just ignore him. If you scold him severely, or beat him severely, I think Maybe he can feel better, so that he doesn't look like he's in pain every day. I'm afraid that in the next few decades, His Highness Fifth Highness will never forget such an unforgettable feeling."

He paused, and said meaningfully: "The Fifth Highness did something wrong, maybe in the future, he may still be impulsive and reckless, and act unsafely, but he should not do the same thing that he regrets no longer regardless of the severity Yes. In his mind, he originally regarded you, Sect Master Jiang, as more important than everyone else or other things. Needless to say, finding Xueman Qingguo, when I wanted to take care of your body last year, His Highness heard about his avoidance Water drops can be used as medicine, so I took them out without even thinking about it."

Luo Yanhua didn't answer immediately, in just half an hour, he was really shocked, his mind was so confused that he could hardly think.Some distant memories came back to his mind vaguely. He remembered that on Emperor Tianyi's birthday, Luo Pingyuan defeated the envoys of Yi and Jin in the Golden Palace and was awarded a round and crystal water-proof bead. The decoction with a strange aroma protected him from the cold poison for more than half a year; there was also the warm jade pendant brought back from Duan Wang's mansion, a few nights ago, the smell of medicinal wine was bitter.If the Water-Repelling Pearl and the Nuan Yu Pendant were a coincidence and took advantage of the situation, then how did Ping Yuan find Xue Manqing, who was not found in the turmoil of half the rivers and lakes, and how much painstaking effort was involved in it?

"Of course, you should be blamed. Your brother was too favored in the past, so this time you can't be wronged." Seeing him bow his head in thought, Xi Minghua thought about not letting the patient worry too much, so he smiled and said, "Furthermore In the past, I saw that you took care of the overall situation in everything, and you chose to be patient when you couldn't bear it. It was too depressing. Xiao Su is much more willful than you! Seeing you lose your temper now, it is a lot of relief."

After the solution was completed, Doctor Xi focused on explaining the precautions for follow-up recovery. In short, Bihai Chengxin's harm to the body should not be underestimated. Only when you are light can you survive. If you want to spend the rest of your life without being bedridden for three days, you have to be prepared to recuperate for a year or a half, three to five years.Especially at this stage, one should not take it lightly. One should be meticulous in taking medicine and diet, and administer acupuncture regularly within three months.As for the guarantee of rest, don't be tired and exhausted. It has been a principle that must be followed carefully from the past to the future. Do you still need to be warned repeatedly?

Qin Shuang wrote down the doctor's order on a piece of paper, put it in his arms, and respectfully stepped forward to help carry the medicine box.Luo Yanhua didn't listen much to his ears, he was still in a trance, intermittently lost in thought, and didn't even notice that Master Xi got up and left.

Before today, he already had no other thoughts about living, but sometimes he felt that it was uncomfortable and lonely to count the few days left alone and endure the spread of cold poison day after day.When it is the most difficult time, I can only tell myself that everyone will go to the end, the pain will eventually end, and it is good to be able to have no regrets.But is there really no regrets?

When he woke up, everything changed.Recovery, healing, these distant and misty words, which have always been extravagant, suddenly connect with themselves and become within reach.From the subordinates coming in and out, busy, no one tacitly disturbed the master's fugue, but everyone's expressions and movements showed a sense of joy, reminding him that everything was not a dream.

The autumn sun shone into the room, Luo Yanhua leaned against the head of the bed, he was still weak, but he felt warm and safe amidst the exhaustion.At this moment, it seems that the wandering soul returned to the body, and he once again belonged to the bustling and noisy world around him. Even though the past years were soaked in pain, God gave him unexpected hope and comfort, and bound his footsteps to the world.

He vaguely remembered those nights when he was in a coma with a fever, when he struggled to open his eyes, he saw his younger brother holding his hand, anxious and nostalgic, hugging him tightly when the cold poison broke out, as if he would never let go no matter what, and At dawn when the night was fading, I saw Luo Pingyuan lying on the stone table under the tree through the window, falling asleep tired.Suddenly, it was more than a year ago, in April of the 21st year of Tianyi, the spring was as deep as the sea, and when I turned around from the blooming peonies, I saw Ping Yuan beside King An.The younger brother, who was small in stature when he left the palace, has grown into a tall and handsome young prince, a little taller than himself; only then did he realize that time has passed, and suddenly it has been eight years.

Thinking back to Xi Minghua's persuasion, he couldn't help but feel confused. Could it be that in the eyes of others, he has been blaming Pingyuan for a while and refused to forgive him?But I didn't mean it that way, but I was more preoccupied: the past was unbearable, the future was uncertain, and there was a misunderstanding in between. I didn't know what to say to my brother, so I hesitated until now.

Except for the decrease in conversation, I didn't experience asking about the cold and warm, maintaining concern as in the past, and there seemed to be no change in getting along.

"A Su," he asked, "do you think I'm indifferent to Ping Yuan?"

"Yes." Qin Su replied bluntly on the roof beam, adding: "It's a bit pitiful, but it should be. He knows his mistake now."

Apparently Ah Su is also in a good mood. Not only is the sentence relatively long, but he also graciously replaced "serve it" with "should".Gu Yu and Qingming were not easy to intervene, and nodded from left to right to express their agreement: Although His Highness Ning Wang who was left out seemed a bit miserable, but the Lord's feelings are the most important thing.

Luo Yanhua looked away silently, the sun was shining inside and outside the room, the flickering lamps and candles in the Beifeng Mountain Tea Shed and the wind and rain in Tianyuan had been separated for several months, and they had gathered thousands of miles away.Being sick for three months, he always tried his best to avoid thinking about the scene of the breakup, and even before leaving Jiangnan, he didn't even take a look at Qingluan's tomb.After falling ill, Ping Yuan put aside his official duties and stayed in the Bai Family Courtyard, searching for medicine without sleep, and he knew it well, but seeing his younger brother panicked and sad like a child who was left behind, he did not hesitate to resist the order and anger the emperor, but he never did. Try to comfort, stop.In addition to judging that there would be no serious problems, it was also because he was already very tired, and while struggling to make arrangements for Lang Huan, he was exhausted.

Now that I think about it, maybe I am really angry, venting my anger, and feeling wronged.

Because I have paid too much, had too deep expectations, and because we have gone through many ups and downs together, I feel extremely intolerable, sad and disappointed.If one day, Ping Yuan is also infiltrated with all his strength and loses his true nature, how can he be so empathetic?The shadows of the past invaded the soul at the most vulnerable moment, Emperor Tianyi, Concubine Han, Luo Wenxiao, those hideous and ugly images... So I unconsciously indifference and avoid them, and when I learned that the antidote in the palace was destroyed, I felt sad and indignant. Regret is lingering, but at the same time, what emerges in my heart is a relief that is as silent as death.

Luo Yanhua was tired from sitting, so he lay down slowly. The newly changed quilt was soft and fluffy, and he could smell the fragrance of saponins and sunshine, just like his current state of mind.

At that time, was it the misunderstanding and dispute with the emperor's brother, or the fact that his life was dying was more disheartening?He is not sure; just like now, being able to live without the cold poison, or finding the antidote by Ping Yuan, which one brings more joy and comfort?

He knew that Luo Pingyuan's hard work was not to get forgiveness, but why, his heart felt full because of this, and he was no longer empty.

At this moment, he was getting sleepy, but he suddenly wanted to see Ping Yuan. There was no need to do anything special, he just hoped that the emperor would sit by the bed and accompany him as usual, and then the remaining trace of uncertainty and emptiness would disappear. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the vegetation is verdant.