Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 533: Leaving Soul (2)

Zhong Weiwei had a long, long dream. She dreamed that she had walked a long, long way, along the road from the capital to Jiujun Mountain, and returned to the capital.

The road is long, but she doesn't work very hard, her body is as light as the wind, she dreams that she is walking along the Dayan River, some places have already snowed, and everywhere is white, shining silvery under the moonlight.

There was a big ship sailing on the Dayan River, and she sat on the mast to watch the fun, and saw a young couple who had sneaked out arguing.

One of the women was about to jump into the river, so she pulled it back and slapped the man across the face. Seeing that they were reconciled as before, she continued to walk on the wind.

She saw the lanterns hanging high on the Chengtian Gate, and saw Chonghua sleeping on the dragon bed.

She saw that his long handsome eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he also looked very sad and lonely in his sleep.

She couldn't help calling him, he was very happy to see her, she had a flirt with him, gossiping.

Until the fifth watch drum sounded, she instinctively knew that she had to go, bid him farewell, and told him to take care.

She even saw him waking up from his dream. Aunt Xia Hua was full of melancholy, talking softly to Li Anren: "Your Majesty, you can't go on like this, I'm afraid you will really become sick from worry..."

Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully again, Hu Zizhi and Aunt Qing stood by and took care of her carefully;

Empress Dowager Wei squeezed her throat and sang nursery rhymes, coaxing a baby to sleep, the smile on her face was scary no matter how you looked at it;
Seeing Lu Ruosu sitting in the dark, constantly lighting and blowing out the candles;

Seeing that Lu Chun stayed up all night, sitting in front of the desk and writing one after another;
Seeing Zhong Xinran in sackcloth and filial piety, sitting in a pile of manuscripts in a daze...

With a crisp sound of "铛", Zhong Weiwei was awakened. She opened her eyes blankly and looked forward.

Seeing that he was still lying on the bed in the Fangming Pavilion, surrounded by people, Jian Wu, He Suoyi, Yang Shi, Xu Han, Aunt Qian, Xiao Tang, Zhao Hongtu were all there.

Anxiety and worry were evident on everyone's faces. He couldn't believe it when she woke up, and He Yiyi tentatively asked, "Awei, do you still remember who I am?"

Sure enough, it was a dream, and there was no place in her body that was not sore, but the things she and Chonghua said and did in the dream were too real.

As if it had happened clearly, she even remembered the scorching heat when his lips touched hers, and the feeling of his hand resting on her waist...

Zhong Weiwei covered his eyes with his hands, and said hoarsely: "Of course I remember, I just fell ill, and it's not like I've been away for decades."

He Maoyi nodded, stepped aside, and signaled Yang Shi to give her pulse.

Yang Shi stepped forward tremblingly, with a look of fear on his face: "Thank you very much."

Zhong Weiwei thought it was funny: "If it's me thanking you, you've been treating me these days, right? I'm very sick this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make it through."

Yang Shi couldn't help crying, and held Zhong Weiwei's hand tightly: "You don't know, you have been in a coma for several days, and I feel chilly on my neck every day, so I didn't dare to close my eyes. I couldn't help but sleep yesterday." After taking a nap, I dreamed that His Majesty came to chop off my head with a knife..."

Zhong Weiwei couldn't help laughing out loud: "Your Majesty is not an unreasonable person."

Yang Shi muttered softly: "That's not necessarily true."

No matter how wise a monarch is, seeing his beloved die, he will lose his mind and kill a batch of imperial physicians, not to mention that His Majesty the Emperor cares so much about Zhong Weiwei.

After Yang Shi said this, he regretted it again, and was afraid that Zhong Weiwei would hear it and tell Chonghua that he would cause trouble again.

Zhong Weiwei just half-closed his eyes, pretending not to notice anything: "How is it?"

Yang Shi was a little uncertain: "The lower official feels much better, at least the pulse condition has changed, but the whole body is still very weak and needs rest."

Jian Wu frowned: "Yes, yes, no, no, what do you think? Are you not as good as Li Yaoshi?"

Speaking of Li Yaoshi, everyone felt a little sad.

Yang Shi lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, raised his head, looked into Zhong Weiwei's eyes, and said decisively: "Yes, the poison has been cured, but after all, the poison has been poisoned for a long time, and the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow, so it takes a long time to raise it. If the achievement can be achieved, there are still heirs..."

Zhong Weiwei nodded and interrupted him: "I know, you said it when you first took the medicine."

Not long after she took the medicine, she had a violent reaction, which frightened everyone in the room. Jian Wu grabbed Imperial Physician Yang and asked him to explain clearly why the antidote didn't get better after taking the medicine, but the reaction was so severe.

Physician Yang stammered a phone call. Although she was suffering in every way, she remembered it clearly, and when she met Chonghua in her dream, she also said it to Chonghua.

It's not that she is wronged in her heart, but this result is probably the best. At least from now on, she doesn't have to be imprisoned in this place, and she doesn't have to worry about her sudden death at any time.

Can't have children, can't take Bizitang, this matter is easy to handle, and she doesn't want to go back to Beijing, without a man, how can there be any children?

If she was not mistaken, the baby that Empress Dowager Wei coaxed should be King Qi's youngest son, the one that Empress Dowager Wei is going to raise to succeed Chonghua.

Zhong Weiwei waved his hand and signaled everyone to quit: "I'm tired and want to rest."

Aunt Qian and the others looked at each other, then quietly retreated out.

Jian Wu originally wanted to stay with Zhong Weiwei, but after thinking about it, he still didn't stay.

He Weiyi said indifferently: "Awei, I have promised Your Majesty that I will protect you well. As long as you need me, I will always be there."

Zhong Weiwei struggled to cheer up and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you, brother."

This smile reveals gratitude, but not much intimacy, respectful and polite.

He Weiyi half-closed his eyes, suddenly realized that things were not as he thought. It seemed that the relationship between him and Zhong Weiwei, no matter how much he denied it, how much he pretended to be chic, would never return to the past.

People love to trouble their loved ones the most, because they take it for granted.

But for Zhong Weiwei, Chonghua is so close to her, and she is afraid of dragging Chonghua down, so she does everything possible to stay away from Chonghua;

I really regret that big gamble last spring. He shouldn't have chosen such a time in front of Zhong Weiwei to lure Chonghua into taking action and stab him so many holes.

He Suoyi turned and walked out with a heavy heart, when suddenly Zhong Weiwei whispered behind him: "Brother, don't come here anymore."

He Rongyi thought he heard it wrong, frowned and turned around, looking at Zhong Weiwei suspiciously.

Zhong Weiwei didn't look at him, but stared at the roof of the tent, and said in a calm and unwavering tone, "Don't come here again."

(End of this chapter)