Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The imperial doctors came over in a panic.

Gao Qian raised his hand to wipe the damp heat from the corner of his mouth, without even raising his eyelids: "All of you leave. I, I just want to talk to the Queen."

When the imperial physician and others saw the emperor's expression, they knew what was going on and they all bowed their heads and knelt on the ground without saying another word.

Gao Qian raised his eyes again and looked at the person in front of him, and smiled: "It's A Miao, not Zhao Hede... and certainly not Su Daji."

Liang Qian's pupils shrank and she looked at him in disbelief.

He wanted to die in front of everyone, leaving them no chance to question or slander her?

He sent her away, not letting her get involved in today's events, but he waited for her.

Just to make sure his death had nothing to do with her?

If it wasn't Gao Yi, what would he do?

He asked her: Do you know that a butterfly can only have one mate in its lifetime?

He said: Because after one night of pleasure, the male butterfly will die...

Liang Qian lowered her head, closed her eyes and said nothing.

Gao Qian's gaze fell on the top of Liang Qian's head, tender and affectionate.

Seeing that she remained silent, he poked her face with his finger and said softly, "The person you hate the most is about to die. You should be happy."

Liang Qian narrowed her eyes, brushed off his hand, and raised her eyes slightly: "...Yes, I am very happy."

Gao Qian pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped teasing her.

He swallowed a mouthful of blood, took a breath, and then said, "You should understand my arrangements today, right?"

Liang Qian met his gaze and nodded slightly.

Gao Qian hesitated: "As for the Queen Mother..."

Something flashed across the misty black eyes.

Liang Qian understood his look: "Don't worry."

Gao Qian smiled with difficulty: "Okay."

Then he sighed again: "It's a pity that I can't help you take more people away."

Liang Qian was stunned.

I finally understood why he was so eager to succeed, so reckless, and even willing to kill someone in the street.

Gao Qian looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Do what you want to do. That way, Qian Lang and A Miao will not be separated and can live the life they want."

He asked again, "Where is the thing I gave you?"

Liang Qian took out a small box from her arms.

Gao Qian smiled: "You have to be more careful in the future...Okay, let's not talk about these annoying things. Aren't you here to settle accounts with me?"

Liang Qian nodded gently: "Yes."

Gao Qian put the small box aside, held her hand again, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Then let's start settling the accounts now. Before that, there is one thing I want to confess to you."

Liang Qian: "...you say."

Gao Qian: "Actually, I have selfish motives in keeping Tongle Pavilion. Now I won't hide it from you. I got some information from here.

Today, I destroyed this place, not just because of Gao Yi..."

Liang Qian pursed her lips tightly.

Gao Qian looked at her tenderly and smiled sadly: "You promised me that after I die, you will no longer hate me. Once you say it, it is as good as gold and jade."

Liang Qian moved her lips, slowly lowered her eyes, and said nothing.

There was an inexplicable silence.

Gao Qian had a faint smile on his lips and asked softly: "Liang Qian...are you drunk?"

Liang Qian narrowed her eyes and shook her head: "...No."

Gao Qian lowered his head and laughed: "Liang Qian, next time, I won't give you to anyone else."

Liang Qian frowned, and before she could open her mouth to correct herself, Gao Qian grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her into his arms.

He leaned his head on her shoulder tiredly, and laughed low and deep: "You must not know that from childhood to adulthood, you are the only one who takes the initiative to stay with me when I have a headache."

Then he closed his eyes and sighed again: "Unfortunately, I understood some things too late. Now that I think about it, I was wrong...

Since all the pain begins with me, let all the pain end with me too.

I don't dare to hope that you can forgive me, I just hope that after I die, all the past will be buried with me and end there.

From now on, you just need to live well. "

Liang Qian pursed her lips.

After a short pause, Gao Qian stood up again, stepped back a little, took her hand and placed it on his heart: "You know, this is the best thing I have ever done in my life."

Liang Qian still didn't say anything, just looked at him silently.

His face was almost pale, and he closed his eyes, looking very sleepy.

He smiled and sighed: "...Can I lean on you for a while?"

Without waiting for her to speak, he hugged her again: "From the moment I knew you were pregnant, I made a selfish decision..."

Liang Qian slowly lowered her eyes.

So, all along, who is acting with whom?

Gao Qian lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Silly A Miao, can you really tell who is heartbroken... In the future, don't trust people so easily."

He turned his face slightly, with unspeakable pain in his eyes, but it was far less than one ten-thousandth of the pain hidden in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, warmth slipping out of his eyes, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry, it's Qian Lang who is sorry for A Miao and... and their child..."

Liang Qian's whole body stiffened, her face turned pale, and she could no longer move, but her soul was trembling constantly.

Gao Qian closed his eyes, tightened his arms, and sobbed softly: "It was not until I saw you miscarry that day that I knew that...it turned out that we also had a child...but you...you were killed by me..."

He also didn't expect that the long trail of blood that led him to the place where she dumped her body was actually their child.

Liang Qian closed her eyes tightly, her shoulders shaking slightly.

Yes, the world is so unpredictable.

The court doctors said that her body was damaged and she could not have children.

Therefore, she did not take those abnormal phenomena seriously.

Until the abdominal pain and bleeding continue...

Then she realized that she was pregnant.

He lowered his head, unable to tell whether it was tears or blood: "...You said I can't be too sad or too happy, but I...I am sorry..."

He was shaking so badly and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying.

After she had a miscarriage in Lianzhou City, his health condition took a turn for the worse.

She always thought that he was affected because of the Gu.

Who would have thought that he knew something that she only knew before she died.

But how did he know...

They are like an ice-covered snow mountain, standing silently, allowing the snow and wind to ravage them.

Unfortunately, the fog will never clear and the ice will melt again.

Time passed by little by little, as if everything was covered with snow, as quiet as that winter night.

For a long time.

Gao Qian opened his eyes slightly, raised his hand with some difficulty and touched Liang Qian's arm, and felt the gold armband he had put on her through her sleeve.

He breathed weakly: "Please keep it... No, not for me... Just for, for...them under that poinciana tree."

He took a deep breath and smiled faintly, "Why so many fists... and two golden rings around your arms... these are what he wanted to give you."

He used his last bit of strength to hold her tightly, resting his head on her shoulders, turning his head to look at her, and muttering to himself:

"Phoenix, Phoenix, return to your hometown... Travel around the world to find your mate... I know you hate me... But I still, still... still..."

The arms holding her slipped away in vain.

Liang Qian felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the warm, fishy and sweet taste in her mouth could no longer be suppressed and suddenly overflowed.

She sat quietly on the ground, not moving at all.

She knew that their poison had finally been broken at this moment.

She also knew that from now on, there was a piece missing in her heart.

She also knew that it was a piece that did not originally belong to her...

There was total silence all around.

She closed her eyes and heard the sound of the wind. She listened carefully and seemed to hear someone playing a zither. The sound of the zither was lingering and sad, and accompanied by the tune, it seemed that someone was singing a song "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix":

The phoenix comes back to its hometown, and travels around the world to seek its phoenix.

If you don't meet me at that time, you will have no generals. How can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now?

There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisonous to my intestines.

How come they are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, soaring together!

Phoenix, please come and live with me, so that I can raise my children and become your concubine forever...

Finally, the low singing gradually faded away in the wind like the distant bird song...

His body was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on her motionlessly.

On July 17th of the 13th year of Guanghe, the emperor died.

Posthumous title: Wenxuan.