Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

The fear of death is inherent in human beings, but the little emperor's reaction obviously exceeded Zhao Xingyue's expectations.

He took Zhao Xingyue's hand, like a drowning person catching the only rescuer, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed, "No, sister will not die, I will not die I will not let Sister die if I let Sister die, I will not allow Sister to die, Sister cannot die..."

Speaking of the latter, he even started to speak incoherently.

"Zhao Xingchen!"

The little emperor closed his mouth amidst Zhao Xingyue's angry shout. He looked at Zhao Xingyue in a daze, still unable to recover.

Before Zhao Xingyue could speak, his tears fell first.

He looked at Zhao Xingyue with pleading eyes: "Sister said that she will always be with me, you can't die..."

Zhao Xingyue sighed, "Chen'er, people will die, sister will die, you will die too, life and death is a process, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"But I am the emperor, I am the son of heaven, I don't want you to die, so you can't die, let's go to Master Linghui, he has lived for more than 200 years, he must know how to save you—"

"Linghui is dead." Zhao Xingyue said calmly.

"died?"

The little emperor's eyes looked particularly empty. After a while, he asked in disbelief: "How could he die? Didn't you say that Master Linghui was the reincarnation of an immortal? How could he die?"

Zhao Xingyue gently stroked his sweat-drenched hair, and said softly: "Chen'er, everyone will die, no one can be with someone forever, you must know this."

"You really don't need to be afraid of death. Death is just a parting, just like when I went out to fight when you were in the palace before, but this time, I have no way to come back."

"What's more, people have reincarnation, maybe we can still be siblings in the next life... I know you are afraid of death, especially me, but Zhao Xingchen, I will absolutely, absolutely not allow you to learn from the late emperor and use the art of longevity. The reincarnation of life and death is the law of heaven. No one can live forever, even gods are no exception. People have birth, old age, sickness and death, and gods also have the five declines of heaven and man. You are the son of heaven. After death, knowing that you learned those ridiculous things, I will definitely not let you off lightly."

The little emperor widened his eyes.

He is a smart person, and he easily understood what Zhao Xingyue said.

But the amount of information contained in it made him dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe it.

"Sister...you..."

Zhao Xingyue patted his head lightly: "Good boy, you will be obedient, right?"

The little emperor swallowed, and nodded obediently.

The siblings talked for a while, and Zhao Xingyue drove the little emperor away on the grounds that, as the emperor, he was not allowed to leave the palace without authorization.

Watching the back of the little emperor leaving, she bent the corners of her lips in a helpless arc.

If it was someone else, she would naturally not say this to the other party, but Zhao Xingchen is the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, although this is just a mortal saying to enhance the power of the Son of Heaven, but as the Ziwei Emperor Star, every generation of the Son of Heaven is indeed They are all the reincarnations of immortals who have gone through calamities. If Zhao Xingchen can work hard and manage Daqing well, maybe after she returns to the underworld, she may be able to see each other in the gathering in the heavenly court.

It's just that maybe when the time comes, the immortal who has the same soul as Zhao Xingchen may never remember her as a cheap sister again.

These words should not have been said, but Zhao Xingchen's reaction made Zhao Xingyue see the fear hidden inside.

It's because people are afraid of death, and sitting in the position of the emperor, with supreme power, will make people more nostalgic and more afraid of the coming of death.

After all, for ordinary people, when they die, everything they once held in their hands is gone.

Zhao Xingyue knew how ridiculous and terrible things would be done by an emperor who was afraid of death and greedy for power.

The first emperor, the original father, had already set a good example for her and Zhao Xingchen.

This is a generation of Mingjun, conscientiously governing for decades, but in his old age he was obsessed with the art of alchemy and longevity. Several sons Wo Lidou made the country into a mess, but he only knew how to live and die between beauties and pills. Mo Lu was still reluctant to let go of the power in his hands, so that Daqing had experienced a rather dark period in the last ten years of his administration. If it hadn't been for the support of several powerful ministers - including even the greedy Shen Yihuan, and the Zhao Xingyue, who is the eldest princess, has been guarding the border. This country has long been disintegrated and ceased to exist in those ten years.

For an emperor, the crime of subjugation is extremely serious. It does not refer to the crime in the history books, but to the causal connection. If Daqing died in the hands of Zhao Xingchen, I am afraid that no matter which god he is reincarnated, It is very likely that the fairy bones will be taken out, put into reincarnation, and become an ordinary person again.

Zhao Xingyue didn't have much kindness, but Zhao Xingchen's wholehearted trust melted the barriers in her heart, revealing bits and pieces of tenderness for him.

Although the price was that after she said those words, she felt a burst of exhaustion from the bottom of her heart.

Shen Qingwei was not far away. Thanks to the dark environment of the dungeon, her hearing had improved a lot. Even after dozens of steps away, she still understood the general conversation between the two siblings.

She did not express any opinions, but appeared in front of Zhao Xingyue after the emperor left.

"tired?"

"Push me back to the bedroom."

The wind was blowing gently on her face, and Shen Qingwei felt unprecedented peace in her heart. She knew that her life in the wheelchair would not be long, but after she waited, the panic that rushed to her suddenly receded like the tide, leaving behind the calm beach after being baptized.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Shen Qingwei hugged Zhao Xingyue.

so light.

Zhao Xingyue was much lighter than Shen Qingwei imagined, even though she was not a strong man, she still easily picked him up and put him on the bed.

Only then did she realize how thin Zhao Xingyue was.

Among the white trouser legs, the two legs were so skinny that there were only bones left. When Shen Qingwei picked her up, it didn't look like she was hugging an adult woman, but rather like hugging a child or a skeleton.

Being put on the bed, Zhao Xingyue raised his eyes and kept staring at Shen Qingwei.

Then, she saw a smile in the eyes she was watching.

Such a smile is so gentle yet firm, she heard her say: "I am not afraid of death, I am only afraid of losing you."

Zhao Xingyue's mood suddenly became better. She pulled Shen Qingwei down on the bed, let her lean on her body, and rubbed her chin with her fingers, "You will not lose me."

She said, "You will be mine," and the inexplicable emotion in her heart made her emphasize again, "You will always be mine."

Shen Qingwei raised her eyes and looked into her eyes. This behavior of being declared ownership like an object did not arouse her disgust. Instead, she took the initiative to move forward and kissed the corner of Zhao Xingyue's lips, as if branding her .

"Yes, I am yours."

……

Zhao Xingyue, who was in poor health, fell into a deep sleep without saying much.

She now sleeps half the time of the day.

The official duties were pushed to others by her. After all, the emperor is not a waste. It's not that he can't do anything without her sister. What's more, both the original body and Zhao Xingyue are fully prepared. I started training when I didn't return to Beijing.

Not to mention there is another Shen Qingwei.

It's just that during the time she was with Zhao Xingyue, she completely abandoned her official duties and stayed with Zhao Xingyue wholeheartedly. All the ambitions that had emerged in her officialdom disappeared in this mansion. Her sharp and cunning, She was restrained as much as possible, as gentle as every woman who fell in love.

She accompanies Zhao Xingyue to sleep, wakes up with her, eats, takes a walk, and even takes a bath with her every day. For Zhao Xingyue, she also learns cooking skills, just to be able to cook for her.

But good things are always short-lived.

Happiness is like quicksand in the hand, it has passed before you hold it tightly.

The winter has not completely passed, Zhao Xingyue's body has come to an end.

Under the care of the gardener, many flowers in the garden have bloomed at the end of winter. The fragrance of flowers in the air brings the breath of spring.

Shen Qingwei was reading a book for Zhao Xingyue.

What she was reading were some storybook travel notes, which were things that Zhao Xingyue didn't know how to read in the past.

These pastimes are placed in the library, and those who are willing to buy them are mostly ladies in the boudoir.

Occasionally, she would raise her head, exchange a glance with Zhao Xingyue, and then quickly dodge, her cheeks flushed.

Even though they had kissed more than once, even skin to skin, but she still felt instinctively flushed in front of Zhao Xingyue.

The misunderstanding about her mother was also resolved under Zhao Xingyue's reprimand.

Shen Qingwei still remembered what Zhao Xingyue said to herself——

"Qingwei, although I sometimes say that you are very similar to your mother, you two are completely different... She is an older sister to me, a younger sister, but definitely not a lover. I admire her talent and admire her Her looks, but I don't love her."

"What I love is you, and what I love is the humble but arrogant look in your eyes when you and I first met."

"You are different to me. I don't have the patience to teach everyone. The moment you appear in front of me, I know that you are mine."

Zhao Xingyue turned her head slightly and looked at the people sitting beside her. Unlike most of the princess manor, even including the little emperor who was far away in the palace, Shen Qingwei, who was by her side every day, was so unbelievably peaceful.

No panic, no pity, no fear...

Nothing at all.

In Shen Qingwei's body, she could not find any trace that she was going to die.

Even everyone in this mansion used sad eyes to remind her of the fact that her life was not long.

She knew what Shen Qingwei was thinking, but——

No.

The Princess's Mansion was once again filled with imperial physicians, but soon, these imperial physicians, who could be arrogant among princes and nobles, knelt down one by one in the courtyard of the Princess's Mansion like dumplings that had been boiled. .

There were only three people left in the room.

Zhao Xingyue first looked at Zhao Xingchen, her younger brother looked haggard, his eyes were red and his eyes were bruised.

"Chen'er, take good care of yourself and Daqing, sister will watch you from the sky."

Zhao Xingchen nodded heavily.

Immediately, she turned her gaze to Shen Qingwei.

Shen Qingwei's eyes were as lingering as ever, and after Zhao Xingyue looked over, she even showed a small smile.

"come over."

She walked over without any resistance, knelt down beside Zhao Xingyue's bed, ignoring the existence of the little emperor like last time.

"Alive," Zhao Xingyue did not look at Shen Qingwei's mouth that had grown because of herself, and stared at her eyes with all her strength, and said word by word: "You are not allowed to die for love. This palace does not allow you to die for love. This is an order."

Shen Qingwei's cheeks became pale inch by inch in her black eyes, Zhao Xingyue even saw her bright and gentle eyes, and gradually lost her expression.

But she just said: "...I want you to live."