Stranger and Chen in the Palace

Chapter word count: 2816

Doctor Tang, who lived nearby, rushed over quickly.

The clothes on Ling Yichen's upper body were completely soaked in blood, and the ground and bed were also covered with bright red blood. Doctor Tang was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding from the fatal wound, and felt his pulse after the wound was healed.

"How is he?" Xue Zimo, who was waiting beside him, was anxious.

Doctor Tang shook his head: "Mr. Xue, this young master is also very fateful. The knife narrowly missed his heart and stopped the bleeding just in time. Otherwise, he would have died. So much blood, it's very troublesome!"

"Sickness?" Xue Zimo was taken aback.

Doctor Tang was slightly surprised: "Don't you know he has a serious illness?" He sighed, "His viscera have already been seriously damaged, especially his heart and lungs. Don't be emotional anymore, otherwise it will really kill him. !"

Xue Zimo was stunned, looking at Ling Yichen who was unconscious on the bed, how could this be?

When he left, Ling Yichen didn't have any illness at all, could it be his own knife?

"By the way, Mr. Xue, this young master must take his medicine on time, and he must take good care of his body. The old man is leaving first, and you can call me if you have anything to do." Doctor Tang urged.

Xue Zimo nodded blankly: "Doctor Tang is here."

When Ling Yichen woke up again, it was already late at night, and Xue Zimo was by the bed the whole time.

Looking at the solemn night outside the window, Ling Yichen stroked his face distressedly: "Why don't you sleep?"

Xue Zimo gently held his hand: "Chen, what's the matter with your body? Doctor Tang told me today that you have a serious illness, and he said..."

Thinking of Dr. Tang's words, Xue Zimo's heart ached, and he couldn't say anything more.

Ling Yichen smiled weakly, and said in relief: "Those doctors like to exaggerate their illnesses, don't take it to heart, it's just a bit of cold on the way."

Doctor Zhang Yu told him about his condition, but he couldn't tell Xue Zimo, lest he worry about himself...

"Is it the knife I stabbed you?" Xue Zimo didn't believe his words at all, how could the simple wind and cold make him vomit blood.

Ling Yichen became anxious when he heard the words: "How can you think like this, this has nothing to do with you at all!"

As he said that, he was about to get up again, so scared that Xue Zimo held him down: "Don't worry, I believe you, I believe you are..."

The doctor said he couldn't get emotional anymore.

Ling Yichen held his hand and looked at him full of pity: "Mo, you promised me, we started over, you can't lie to me..."

Xue Zimo smiled slightly and nodded.

Seeing Xue Zimo smiling again, Ling Yichen was so happy that he wanted to cry.

He finally found him...

He finally forgave himself...

They will never be apart again!

Ling Yichen raised his hand and began to search in his bosom. Xue Zimo was worried that he would touch the wound, so he said anxiously: "What are you looking for, let me help you?"

"Jade, that piece of jade!" Ling Yichen looked at him.

Xue Zimo was taken aback, then slowly took out a piece of cherry blossom jade from his sleeve and handed it to him. It was found from his arms when cleaning Ling Yichen's wound.

This piece of jade was exactly the one he gave back to Ling Yichen before.

He is always with me!

Ling Yichen took Peiyu, looked at him and said seriously: "Shall I put it on for you?"

He still remembered Xue Zimo's resoluteness when he took down the jade, that moment——heartache to the bone!

Xue Zimo caressed the pendant in his hand, afraid that he would touch the wound, and sighed, "I'll do it myself."

He understood Ling Yichen's dedication to this, and these two pieces of cherry blossom jade had witnessed their lifelong love.

Ling Yichen smiled and looked at him fixedly.

Xue Zimo had no choice but to lower his head. Ling Yichen raised his hands and slowly put the jade on him.

The person whom he longed for was right in front of him, and Ling Yichen was so moved that he put his hand on the back of Xue Zimo's head, pressed even lower and kissed him.

Xue Zimo gently supported the bed with his hands to avoid touching his wound, and lowered his body slightly, responding to him slightly.

After a while, Ling Yichen reluctantly let go.

Xue Zimo stroked the warm jade pillow next to him: "Why did you bring it too?"

Ling Yichen passed out that day, with this jade pillow still on his back.

Ling Yichen put his hand on the back of his hand, and smiled lowly: "This is what you used to sleep on. Over the years, I have slept on it, as if you were still by my side..."

Xue Zimo's heart was broken when he heard that, Ling Yichen's affection for him was as deep as the sea, he must have had a hard time these years.

Speaking of being by my side, Ling Yichen suddenly thought of Lian Huang, didn't they walk together back then?But since he came, he hasn't seen Lianhuang, so he couldn't help asking: "Where is Lianhuang?"

Xue Zimo lowered his eyes: "After the tombstone is erected, I will let him go."

Thinking of Lianhuang, Xue Zimo felt sad again.

Back then, when Lianhuang walked with him, he didn't think too much, he just thought that he was just like himself, tired of everything in the palace.It wasn't until a few days ago that he asked Lianhuang to leave, and Lianhuang confessed to him in a hurry, that he knew that Lianhuang had liked him for so many years.

In this life, the only one he loves in his heart is Ling Yichen, so he is doomed to fail one after another...

"Have you been together all these years?" Ling Yichen asked.

Xue Zimo nodded, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think..."

He was afraid that Ling Yichen would misunderstand again, so he became emotional.

Ling Yichen caressed his face lightly, and smiled miserably: "Mo, you don't need to explain, I know you have nothing to do with him..."

If he still doesn't believe in Xue Zimo's feelings for him today, it's really useless to let this person love him.Back then, if he had had this confidence and believed in their feelings, maybe, many things would not have happened since then...

Xue Zimo slowly held Ling Yichen's hand on his face, and smiled slightly.

after March.

Xue Zimo brought the medicine to Ling Yichen again, looking at the steaming bowl of soup, Ling Yichen's tongue felt bitter: "Mo, do you still want to drink?"

In the past few months, he has been drinking so many bowls every day, almost becoming a medicine jar.

"Doctor Tang said that your body must be taken care of." Xue Zimo was unmoved.

Although Ling Yichen's injury was almost healed, but every night, he could always hear his suppressed light coughing, several times the coughing was severe, Ling Yichen would go out quietly, afraid of waking himself up.

He asked Dr. Tang about his chronic illness, and Dr. Tang said it was because he had suffered from severe cold and suffered from depression for many years.Although Ling Yichen didn't tell him anything, he knew that his current body must have something to do with him.

"This medicine is so bitter!" Ling Yichen made a pitiful expression.

Xue Zimo put the medicine bowl on the table and asked softly, "Then you don't want to drink it?"

Ling Yichen quickly picked up the bowl of medicine, smiled flatteringly and said, "Drink, of course! I'll drink even the poison you gave me!" Gulu Gulu drank all the medicine.

"You're talking nonsense again." Xue Zimo reprimanded helplessly, looking at the empty medicine bowl on the table, "When do you plan to return to the imperial capital?"

His injury is almost healed, and it's time to go back!

Ling Yichen shook his head: "I won't go back, I will always be by your side from now on..."

Xue Zimo looked at him in surprise: "A country cannot live without a king, why don't you go back?"

For the past few months, Xue Zimo had been taking care of the seriously injured Ling Yichen, so he didn't know that the king had changed!

Ling Yichen gently wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on his shoulder: "I have passed the position to Luo'er a long time ago."

Xue Zimo was taken aback.

Fall?

Is it his child?

That's right, he is the emperor, so he should naturally shoulder the responsibility of the emperor's heir.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Ling Yichen couldn't help letting go of him, but found that Xue Zimo's eyes had become dim, knowing that he had misunderstood, and then remembered that he hadn't told him about the child, and hurriedly said: "Luo'er is you child!"