lustful

After a few more days, Xiao Mo's illness didn't get worse, and he didn't cough up blood anymore, but he didn't eat much and often fell asleep.

But Xue Qing knew that he might not survive.

He had already sent the news to the capital, and he was looking forward to the emperor's coming to see Xiao Mo for the last time.

Even if you don't speak, just let him take a look.

The rain is still lingering, as if the sky is never sunny.

"Xue Qing..." Xiao Mo called out in the room.

Xue Qing came back to his senses and hurried over.

Xiao Mo leaned on the couch and whispered: "I want to go out to see the rain, please help me out."

Xue Qing hurriedly responded: "Okay."

He had someone prepare a wicker chair, and Xiao Mo sat on the wicker chair and watched.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is delicate and gentle, but it always seems to be endless.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Xiao Mo said softly.

Xue Qing froze for a moment: "Is the prime minister homesick? This place is not far from Pingnan City, but it takes only half an hour. I'll take you there?"

Xiao Mo shook his head: "I won't go, there is no one in my family. I was born in Jiangnan and grew up in Jiangnan. Since I followed His Majesty, I have never returned to Jiangnan."

Xue Qing heard the resentment in his words, and the lingering question came to his head: "Prime Minister, why did you come back this time?"

Xiao Mo smiled lightly: "This is my home, why don't I come back?"

"I...I mean, why are you coming back at this time!" Xue Qing couldn't help but said.

In the past few years, the emperor has made a lot of national policies, and there are many conflicts with the prime minister's, and the two have a good chance to lose their temper because of these.

The imperial court has an inner court, and important decisions come from the inner court. The prime minister and the emperor have disagreements.

Xue Qing didn't like Xiao Mo very much.

Xiao Mo has the advantages of a son of a great family, but also has many bad tempers and habits of a son of a noble family.

He is smart and good at insight, but he is also stubborn. The emperor obviously wants to revitalize the imperial examination, he wants to promote the children of poor families, and he wants to streamline the administration.

However, he mingled with the ministers who came from aristocratic families in the court, and in the end he had a relationship with the emperor.

This time the emperor wanted to severely injure the courtiers to feed the dead singers, starting from the abduction and trafficking of young children by the people.He, a prime minister with a criminal record, didn't know how to avoid the edge, and even ran to the south of the Yangtze River by himself.

this is not……

Xue Qing felt a little uncomfortable.

Xiao Mo said indifferently: "I heard that there was news of my brother, so I rushed here."

"what?"

Xiao Mo smiled faintly, and said a little lonely: "The Xiao family was wiped out that day, how many people escaped, and I don't know where they ended up..."

So he came out to find his brother?

Xue Qing's heart trembled: "Why didn't you tell His Majesty?"

Xiao Mo smiled bitterly: "What did I say to him? He is not, and he never told me, does he suspect me?"

The rain gradually became heavier and heavier, Xiao Mo stretched out his hand, touched it lightly, and then retracted it.

"Everyone says Jiangnan is good, tourists only like Jiangnan old. The spring water is as clear as the sky, and the boats are painted and the rain sleeps.

The people on the side of the locust are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.If you are not old, don't return to your hometown, and you must be heartbroken to return to your hometown. "

Xiao Mo recited poems softly.

Xue didn't read much when he was a teenager, so he didn't quite understand the meaning of his poems, but he could also hear that his poems were excellent.

Xiao Mo looked at him in a daze, and said softly: "Don't you understand?"

Xue Qing smiled embarrassedly: "I'm a big illiterate, I don't understand much."

Xiao Mo smiled: "In the past, there was a restaurant in the south of Pingnan City. The owner of the restaurant has a very beautiful young daughter. I often go to drink, in fact, just to see her."

Xue Qing listened with some embarrassment, not really wanting to hear about the Prime Minister's teenage affairs.

Xiao Mo continued: "Later, I met Your Majesty and never went there again. I came to Jiangnan this time and took a look at her. Her child has already married a wife."

Xue Qing: "..."

He suddenly felt infinitely lost.

Xiao Mo is now in his 30s, and the girls in his youth are already going to be mother-in-law.

And his whole life was in vain in the end.

"I have wanted to revive the Xiao family all my life, but in the end I have not achieved anything. I have thought about how many children I want to have..." Xiao Mo said, "Xue Qing, you must not learn from me."

Xue Qing was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head: "Um... no, Prime Minister, I don't have anyone I particularly like, so..."

Xiao Mo looked at him enviously: "Because I don't have any dreams, so it's not so painful..."

He leaned on the rattan chair, his eyes were a little tired.

"You said... he will come?" He asked softly.

Xue Qing said: "Yes, I will. His Majesty will come to see you."

His voice was very sure.

He squeezed Xiao Mo's fingers: "Wait a minute, he will bring the imperial doctor over."

Xiao Mo thought for a while: "It has been thirteen years since you sent the letter to Jingli. Do the math, it will take half a month to go back and forth. He will arrive the day after tomorrow."

Xue Qing nodded: "Well, it will be the night after tomorrow at the latest."

Xiao Mo coughed a few times, then stopped talking.

He looked at the distant mountain in the rain and fog, and whispered: "From this position, this mountain really looks like the Xiangshan Mountain in the capital."

Xue Qing said sadly: "It's somewhat similar, but Xiangshan is not as tall, nor as handsome."

Xiao Mo closed his eyes, and murmured wearily: "I really shouldn't go to the capital."

Xue Qing thought, in his heart, he blamed the emperor.

He had waited for that person for so many years, complained for so many years, and finally what he waited for was the separation of the monarch and his subjects.

I don't know if he will come.

Come, what's the point?

Xiao Mo seemed to feel something in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes.Holding Xue Qing's hand: "You said, I found my brother, Your Majesty, will you take care of him?"

Xue Qing smiled: "Your Majesty trusts you the most, why doesn't he like your brother?"

Xiao Mo seemed relieved slightly, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xue Qing panicked and asked for the doctor to come.

Xiao Mo waved his hand: "I won't look for it anymore, the medicine is too bitter..."

"Xiao Mo!"

Xiao Bai knocked open the door and ran down the corridor, only to see Xiao Mo grasping Xue Qing's clothes with trembling hands, spitting blood from his mouth.

Xiao Mo looked at Xiao Bai, unable to speak, just looked at him.

Xiaobai grabbed his hand: "Why are you so stupid!"

He was almost heartbroken.

The imperial doctor came to rescue him, but Xiao Mo only looked at Xiao Bai, and then slowly fell asleep.

"Save him!" Xiao Bai hissed.

The imperial doctor turned pale with fright.

Xue Qing hurriedly persuaded him: "The prime minister is lucky, he will definitely wake up."

Xiao Bai didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Mo like this.

Xiao Mo fell into a coma until the next morning, when he woke up again, looked at Xiao Bai, moved, and was able to speak.

Xiao Bai leaned over and shook his hand.

Xiao Mo said softly: "Fortunately, he didn't die last night."

Then, there was no more sound.