king and his guard

After drinking cold wine and drinking alone, the luxurious coiled dragon throne on top of the high hall carries the desires of many people. It is an unattainable power and status, but no one cares about it. At the same time what price to pay.

He drank blood all the way through thorns and thorns, stepped on the steps built with bones, and when he held the world in his hands, he lost something.

Those singing and dancing are peaceful and the piano is hoarse, and those gorgeous clothes are flying and dancing.Looking back suddenly, looking through the prosperity, he won the world but lost him!

Amidst the unstoppable coughing, the bright red spots on the snow were blooming like plum blossoms, but he completely ignored it.

When we returned to Changling Palace, the sky was getting brighter, and a eunuch hurried over and said respectfully behind him: "Your Majesty, there is still half an hour before the morning court, and breakfast is ready."

Xue Ai shook her hand and said, "I'm very uncomfortable today, everything can be avoided."

"Your Majesty, do you want to pass on the imperial physician?"

"Also exempt."

"Yes, obey the order." Although the eunuch was worried, he had no choice but to step down as promised.

Xue Ai stood in front of Wu Shuang's portrait again in a daze for a while, but finally couldn't bear to leave.Suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, and He Xiaobao called out cautiously from behind: "Your Majesty..."

"Don't call me Your Majesty anymore, call me Third Brother." Xue Ai ordered so while coughing without looking back.

He Xiaobao's eyes were rimmed, and he said in a low voice: "Third brother, you have been standing here for a long time, Xiaobao is really worried about your health, please go back to the palace and rest!"

Xue Ai didn't pay attention to what he said, and just asked quietly: "Xiao Bao, do you know what day it is today?"

He Xiaobao hesitated for a while: "Today is..."

"Six years ago today, I led soldiers into the palace. It was as cold as today. My younger brother Dan, he drew his sword and killed himself for me. My brothers and sisters left me. I thought this pain would never come again. It won't happen, but..." At this point, tears welled up in her eyes again, and her lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Third Brother, after six years, you...you still miss Second Brother so much." He Xiaobao frowned.

Xue Ai said secretly: "Some people will never forget it in their lifetime. How can others understand how deeply I love him." He raised his eyes to look at the man in the painting, gazed with tears in his eyes, and said quietly:

The flowers bloom and fall in a hurry, the flute is broken and the piano is absolutely empty.

All the people in the world have gone, and there is nothing left to recall dreams and souls.

As soon as the words fell, his body shook. He Xiaobao was taken aback when he saw this, stepped forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and said in tears, "Third brother! Xiaobao, I beg you! You can't go on like this , people are mortal, why should the living..."

"Don't talk about it. My heart hurts so much. It has been hurting for the past six years..." Xue Ai leaned on He Xiaobao's shoulder and panted: "For the past six years, it has been hurting all the time, day and night. This reminds me of my persistence..."

"Third brother!" He Xiaobao knelt down at his feet, hugging his leg tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Xue Ai sighed softly: "If I hadn't been king, let alone be responsible for the world, perhaps I would have followed him long ago, but now I have chosen all of this..." He wept and whispered, covering his mouth and coughing lightly.

He Xiaobao hurriedly got up and beat him on the back, suddenly saw the corners of his lips were a little red, and couldn't help saying in shock: "Third brother, you...you coughed up blood! Just wait, I'll call the imperial doctor!"

Xue Ai grabbed him and gasped, "No need! I'm fine."

He Xiaobao said anxiously: "Your illness cannot be delayed any longer!"

But Xue Ai insisted: "I know what I am, my days are numbered, this matter should not alarm too many people."

He Xiaobao cried bitterly: "Third brother, don't think about it! The world can't live without you!"

Xue Ai suddenly said: "Xiao Bao, grind ink for me."

"Third brother, what are you going to do?" He Xiaobao asked with tears in his eyes.

Xue Ai approached the table and unfolded a roll of brocade, and said pantingly: "I want to make a will, the prince is still young and cannot take on important positions... The Nan clan is not prosperous, after my death, the throne will be handed over to you." By the father..."

He Xiaobao was heartbroken, and suddenly a thought began to waver in his heart. It has been six years, and he has been lied to for six years!Now that his life is like a candle in the wind, should he continue to deceive and hide it?Is it time to tell him the truth? !

Xue Ai put her hands on the table and urged: "Grind ink for me, do you hear me?"

He Xiaobao woke up just now, and hurriedly ran over to grind ink for him.Xue Ai didn't have much strength anymore, even holding the pen became extremely difficult.

He gritted his teeth desperately, and the tip of the pen fell tremblingly on the brocade silk. He had just written the word "legacy" when he couldn't hold it anymore. His vision was blurred, and the brush dropped from his hand. He Xiaobao's exclamation In the process, his whole body fell on his back...

The queen led all the concubines to kneel and wait beside the dragon bed. The imperial physician frowned and shook his head after examining Xue Ai's pulse. The queen wept and said: "Your Majesty has been hiding his illness and refusing to seek medical treatment. It is also my palace's fault! I don't know the cause of your majesty yet. why?"

The imperial doctor replied: "Your Majesty's qi is stagnant and blood is stagnant, and he has become sick from worry. Besides, this disease has lasted for several years, and his heart and lungs have been blocked. This minister is really incompetent..."

The queen asked anxiously, "How long does Your Majesty have?"

The imperial physician frowned and thought for a moment, then bowed and said: "Mayor, please forgive me for saying that Your Majesty's time is running out, the longest is five or six days, and the shortest is... one or two days..."

When the queen heard the words, she fainted when she crooked her body, Sikong Qiyun and other concubines even covered their faces and wept together.

He Xiaobao couldn't stay any longer, turned his head and ran straight out of the hall, full of grief and nowhere to vent, he couldn't help but punch the pillar hard.

Su Man also rushed to hear the news, and when he saw He Xiaobao, he asked, "How is the third brother's condition?"

He Xiaobao wept and said, "The imperial doctor said he won't be here for long, maybe five or six days at most, and at least a day or two..."

"What?!" Su Man's eyes widened, tears rolled down his eyes, and he said secretly: "Others don't know, but you and I know best. His illness is all caused by Wu Shuang. Thinking about Wu Shuang, it's heartless." Already!"

He Xiaobao sighed, "It's us who killed him! He's in this state now, should we tell him the truth?"

Su Man was startled, and frowned, "Xiao Bao, have you forgotten how we promised Wu Shuang back then?"