Drunken Exquisiteness

The rain was violent and the wind was slamming, and a line of Tsing Yi servants hurried across the front of the corridor. First, one person held the medicine furnace and walked hurriedly, and then several people hurriedly followed with the medicine box in their hands.

As soon as they turned into the inner hall, several scarlet maids filed out carrying a copper basin, which was full of thick blood. Another maid brought in clear water, and for a moment she was still terrifying blood.

The candles in the hall were flickering and darkening, and people's shadows were crowded with people in the palace. Only the low moan of the queen came from behind the heavy screen, falling intermittently in the sound of suffocating rain.

The sky was getting close to the ink, and the muffled thunder billowed and shook the heavy glazed tiles. Ye Tianling paced left and right in the hall, like a trapped animal. The dozen or so doctors in front of him knelt on the ground, everyone sweating.

The sound of the rain became more urgent, and it seemed to gradually overwhelm the sound in the sleeping tent. Suddenly, when there was a noise, two doctors stepped out in a hurry, almost knocking down the screen.

Ye Tianling Huo Ran turned around. The two of them were already kneeling in front of him. The headed imperial doctor ordered Huang Wenshang to bow his head and trembled: "Your Majesty...it's too long, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it anymore. Please show your Majesty. Soup? Ginseng soup can support the empress until the child is born, but...but..."

Ye Tianling shouted: "But what?"

He Ruyi on the side hurriedly said: "But the ginseng soup can easily cause blood collapse and can only protect the child."

"Bastard!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianling said furiously, "When did I say I asked you to save the child?"

He Ruyi touched the ground with his forehead: "Please think twice!"

Ye Tianling picked him up from the ground, and his cold voice was in front of his eyes: "You can hear me clearly. If anything happens to the queen, don't see me again!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Everyone knelt and persuaded, Ye Tianling turned a deaf ear, and only yelled, "Hurry up!"

Seeing the emperor's anger, Huang Wenshang and He Ruyi didn't dare to speak any more, and hurriedly bowed their heads and returned to the inner account.

A slanting wind hit the window lattice, banging open the long window, the wind was blowing the golden curtain, and the rain was wet. Suddenly, a figure outside fell into Ye Tianling's eyes, arousing a horrible glow in his eyes.

In front of the corridor of the hall, Ye Tianzhan has never left. The rain has soaked half of his clothes, and even stained the blood on his sleeves.

It was Qing Chen's blood. Her blood hadn't stopped since he hugged her to the palace. The lines that penetrated the silk and silk attached to his body were cold and biting, bringing deep fear.

It was fear. He entered the enemy's army alone, faced with the great changes in the sky and the stormy waves, and the fear that he had never felt before the court.

At those times, whether he retired or lost, he was confident that he could win it back no matter what he lost, but at this time, if he lost it, he would never be able to make up for it for the rest of his life.

Closing his eyes and raising his head, a shower of rain fell on his face, and he roused Lingling into a cold war, but there was a deeper chill behind him, like a sword on his side.

He turned around abruptly and was hitting Ye Tianling's eyes like the waves of the angry sea.

Ye Tianling clenched his hands into fists by his side, with distinct muscles and bones. Seeing him turning around, sharp light flashed in his eyes, waving his palm like a knife, and hitting him in the face.

Ye Tianzhan raised his hand to isolate, under the wind and rain, the two palms and wind intersect, arousing the splash of ice and water, and the force of the mountains and the sea forced Ye Tianzhan back several steps, and his figure fluttered and fell into the rain.

The rain poured down the sky, and Ye Tian Ling approached step by step, pointing at him and asked angrily: "What exactly did you say to her? She was so painful that she only said four words to me, treat King Zhan well! Child! You and her are at stake, are you satisfied now? Do you want her life?"

Ye Tianzhan hated the cross, and yelled: "What can I say? I promise her to treat you like a brother, and promise that she will never do you any disadvantage! You gave her the child, you know She is not in good health, and has caused her to suffer like this again and again, whether I want her life or you want her life!"

"Do you think I want this child?" Ye Tianling was completely caged in the rain, with a vague expression, "You want this throne, what if I give it to you? But if anything goes wrong with her, I will never let it go. you!"

Ye Tianzhan said coldly: "It's not the first time that the emperor wants my life. If there is something wrong with her today, you and me, there is nothing more to say."

An electric flash pierced the sky with thunder, tearing the sky and the earth, illuminating the rain curtain dimly.

Under the fleeting electric light, Ye Tianzhan's face was pale as snow, and Ye Tianling's figure was as cold as an ice peak.

The pouring rain washed away anger and resentment into endless sorrow, darkness and emptiness, leaving only two lonely figures, a desolation.

At the moment when the confrontation was about to be lost, he realized that the hatred he had originally said was weak.

If something goes wrong with her, what about life and death? What about the world? What about you and me?

At this moment, there was a cry of a baby in the sleeping hall, thunder struck down in the air, Ye Tianling was shaking all over, suddenly turned around, and rushed into the hall.

The oncoming servant Gong E knelt and avoided, Madam Bai turned out of the painting screen with a small swaddling, and leaned over quickly: "Congratulations, your majesty, it's a little princess." When she raised her head, she saw Ye Tianling staring straight into her hands. The baby's expression looked like seeing a ghost.

There was only the faint cry of the child all around, and there was dead silence in the curtain. Ye Tianling took a step forward, violently hurting his heart, his body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashed on the screen, and covered his breasts.

Mrs. Bai was shocked: "Your Majesty!" The imperial doctor who rushed out afterwards saw this scene and rushed forward to help, suddenly panic in the hall.

Ye Tianling waved away from the crowd, and stepped inside without looking at the child again.

Palace lanterns are like shadows, and silk tents are like blood.

On the phoenix couch, Qing Chen closed her eyes tightly, and the jet black diverged beside her pillow. The shocking ink color was lined with a piece of cold white satin, so quiet as if she had fallen asleep.

Ye Tianling rushed to the couch, leaned over and hugged her in her arms, calling her in a dumb voice: "Qing'er, Qing'er!"

Qing Chen seemed to hear his call and slowly opened his eyes, trying to smile at him, but only weakly moved the corners of his lips. Every breath was so hard, the voice of the maid underneath exclaiming for the imperial doctor came, as if it was gradually passing away from her body, she could no longer distinguish, but she could only see his eyes, and her heart ached.

The warm liquid fell on her cheeks and slid to the bottom of her heart. Qing Chen tried to raise her hand, and Ye Tianling immediately held her with a hoarse voice, "Don't go to bed, Qing'er, look at me, I forbid you to sleep, do you hear it?"

She heard his tears and looked at him, her eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

There seemed to be an empty silence in front of me, soundless, without worry, without fear, and gradually made people fall into it. Without this time, I didn't know life or death.

Farewell to life and death, yin and yang tens of thousands of mountains, white bones become ashes, this life is hard to come by, but she doesn't want, can't, don't!

Whoever promised, who promised, is the smiling eyes of Eleven-I did it, you have to do it too, it is Ye Tianzhan's shocking words not long ago-if you can't make it, I won't Fulfill the promise of talent!

It was him, Feng Qingchen who had occupied a thousand years ago, and Ning Wenqing who had been a thousand years ago, staring at her whispering in his ears--you will accompany me for life and death...

Life after life, you can’t break the contract. The nine days of yellow spring are useless, only in this life, only on this day...

The rain was like a curtain, and the horse galloped out of the high-walled Miyagi, rushing along the almost empty long street, the rain splashed and scattered like flowers.

When the horse arrived in front of the Muyuan Hall, the horse was held by the reins of the master's violent rein, and almost stood up with a hurried hiss. The man immediately flew down and shook the open door of the Muyuan Hall with a palm.

The rhyme writing in front of the hall was taken aback. The visitor asked anxiously, "Is the old genius doctor Zhang Dingshui?"

Writing Yun clearly saw the wet clothes in front of him, describing the embarrassed person, and leaned in amazement, "Lord!"

Ye Tianzhan turned a deaf ear and asked anxiously, "Where is the genius doctor Zhang?"

Write a rhyme: "Master will go to the mountain every few months to collect medicine, and he has not been in the church recently."

"Where can I find him?"

"The road is far deep in the mountains, and the rain is like this again, I'm afraid it's hard to find."

Only this sentence seemed to sweep away all the color on Ye Tianzhan's face, he staggered back, and the anxious light in his eyes instantly became empty and hopeless.

Writing Yun hurriedly asked: "The prince has a patient in the house, and needs a doctor?"

Ye Tianzhan shook his head sullenly, and said in a low voice: "No, no one can save Zhang Dingshui's golden needle."

Upon seeing the rhyme, knowing that this must be a seriously ill person, he bit his lip slightly and raised his head and said: "I dare not know everything about the golden needle technique of the master, but I have learned a thing or two. If the prince can believe it, you might as well let me go. Give it a try, even if you have the slightest hope."

Ye Tianzhan's eyes lit up slightly, he examined her for a moment, and grabbed her: "You follow me!"

Writing rhyme on the horseback, all the way I saw the palace gate deep, and the imperial road went straight to the sky, it seemed that there was no end in sight.

Holding the rein in front of him was a pair of steady hands, separated by a cloak, and the breath of the man behind him was cold in the rain. He rushed like this, rain or shine, not knowing who he was for.

Ye Tianzhan hit the horse and rushed through several palace gates. Whenever the guards of the imperial forest stepped forward to stop, they retreated when they saw the nine-chapter golden order. In front of the temple, you can use a sword, and a horse can be banned. The token symbolizes the noble status of the owner, who is above ten thousand people.

The rain slowed down slightly, and the towers and halls were looming in a wave of rain and fog, and they were extremely far away.

Passing the jade steps, passing through the veranda, writing rhyme and walking quickly with Ye Tianzhan into the bedroom, surrounded by the smell of medicine that can't dissipate, the breath of blood mixed in the damp rain and fog, thick and suffocating.

In such a deep hall, at first I saw the hesitating Gong'e doctors outside, but the more quiet they got inside, I saw the people in the palace of doctors who were driven out kneeling on the ground, the shadow of the bead curtain swayed slightly on the ground, and died every second. Two heavens.

Behind the screen, in front of Luan's couch, Shaoyun saw the figure that once made her dream. On the ground was a broken medicine cup and an overturned golden basin. He sat motionless in front of the couch, staring at the woman in his arms. Watching that kindly, as if to see the earth go away like this, his spirit slowly passed by with her life, and in her soft and nostalgic look back, he disappeared together.

Write Yun knelt before the couch, and after a few calls, he suddenly raised his head, and under the lamp, he was full of tears.

She dared not raise her head and whispered: "Your Majesty, put down your mother and let me take a look."

Ye Tianling stared at her, writing rhyme and yelling again: "Your Majesty!" He suddenly woke up, and a cluster of cold light was restored in his eyes. He carefully put down Qing Chen and gave the rhyme to the bed.

Writing rhyme saw the queen's situation, and my heart was cold. He gritted his teeth and took out the gold needle. The needle was in his hand, aimed at the queen's heart, but it trembled and hesitated.

She looked up, and unexpectedly saw the queen's eyes quietly fall over.

People are getting close to the lamp, but she did not fall asleep. I don’t know what kind of force made her stay here and refused to give up. In such a weak body, there is such a flexible mind, and every bit of it is a thirst for life. , Endless nostalgia for the person in front of you.

Writing rhyme seems to see trust from the calm and watery eyes. She is the only disciple of the genius doctor Zhang Dingshui. He is the only one who heals people's illnesses and lives and dies.

She took a deep breath, raised the needle and dropped it, piercing the queen's heart.

Outside the screen, Yetian Zhanshi stood under the lamp like a stone man, half of the lamp was bright, and the shadow of the palace was heavy.

The rain has stopped, it is dusk, the sky is still dark, and the wind is cold outside the window.

In the corner of the palace lantern, the lingering agarwood lingering, a Qibao lotus lamp leaking and flowing quietly, Ye Tianzhan stared at it with a sound, it was the passage of time.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sound of footsteps in the sleeping tent sounded, and the writing rhyme came out, and Madam Bai and others greeted him, but Ye Tianzhan still stood there motionless.

A few steps away, he clearly heard four very light words falling between his lips: "Queen is safe."

At that moment, it seemed that his body was empty, his face wanted to laugh but he couldn't smile, his compulsive composure suddenly loosened, and he was a little unstable to stand. He slowly knelt down and stretched out his hand. , Her face was cold, and her heart was overwhelmed, she didn't know what it was like.

As if someone yelled "Lord" by his side, he put his arm on the case without raising his head, but waved his hand weakly.

Everyone retired, the surroundings were just silent, so quiet that people didn't want to think about anything.

There was the sound of footsteps again in the extreme silence, Ye Tianzhan finally raised his head, only to see Ye Tianling walk out of the screen, walking heavy, as if he was extremely tired.

Looking at each other, the two looked at each other in an unprecedented embarrassment, and suddenly laughed at the same time, laughing helplessly and mockingly.

Ye Tianling came over, sat down next to Ye Tianzhan, leaning on the long case, and let out a sigh of relief. No one turned their heads to look at each other anymore, both of them stared in a daze at the exquisitely carved beams hidden in the light and shadow.

The hall was empty and there was almost no sound. Facing the palace that he had been familiar with since childhood, it seemed as if all the emperors, princes, emperors and princes were in their dreams, which was beyond ridiculous. She took off her honorable coat and faced each other naked. They were just two ordinary people. There were injuries, pain, hatred, and affection. They seemed to have something to say, but they didn't know where to start.

After a while, Ye Tianling suddenly said slowly: "Seventh brother, thank you very much. I have been thinking about this position, if you..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Tianzhan suddenly interrupted him: "Four brothers!" He turned around, then kowtowed down, "Your Majesty, the minister...today he said nothing, acted madly, rebelliously, and rebelled against the holy face. Pardon, please punish your majesty."

Ye Tianling watched him silently for a long time, sighed, and stretched out his hand to support his shoulder. Ye Tianzhan looked up and smiled slowly: "Four brothers, people really know what they want, and they have to pay such a high price. Fortunately, it is not too late. I will keep my promise. But if you lose her in the future I will never sit idly by."

Ye Tian Ling Jian's eyebrows frowned, but the corners of her lips also pulled out a smile: "It's rare that you would say such heart-wrenching words to me."

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the voice of a meeting outside. The servant hurried in, holding a report and kneeling: "Your Majesty, Tokai Express!"

The two in the hall shuddered at the same time, and Ye Tianling took over the report. Looking along the way, his expression gradually became serious. After watching, he turned around and handed the memorial report to Ye Tianzhan. After thinking with his hands, he turned and listened to Ye Tianzhan's solemn voice: "Your Majesty, please fight!"