Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Shen Wei comforted her: "Don't think too much, you are a good doctor, prescribe some medicine for yourself, and you will be well."

Don't look for medical expertise.

As long as Mo Xun is willing, she will definitely be able to cure the disease with the medicine and recover in a very short time.

Unfortunately, Mo Xun just shook his head and said lazily: "The medicine is too bitter, I don't want to drink it."

After living two lifetimes and seeing all the prosperity in the world, Mo Xun really has nothing to be nostalgic about.

She chatted lazily with Shen Wei.

Until the palace maid came to report to Shen Wei that Lord Shen Xiuming had arrived.

The lake breeze was gentle, and Shen Xiuming, wearing a red official robe, stepped forward. He saluted Shen Wei first, then turned his eyes to Mo Xun at the table. Shen Xiuming said, "Yanjing Winery has brewed a new fine wine, which is sweet and delicious. I bought two pots specially to give to Miss Mo."

As he spoke, Shen Xiuming offered the wine.

Mo Xun sat up straight: "Thank you, Master Shen."

The wine gurgled and filled the glass.

Mo Xun took a sip and found that it tasted really good. Moreover, the wine was not intoxicating, but had a mellow fruity aroma, a bit like modern fruit wine.

Mo Xun liked it very much and drank the whole pot in one breath.

Shen Wei asked the palace servants to bring a chair and invited Shen Xiuming to sit down. Today was a day off, and Shen Xiuming had a rare moment of leisure. Shen Wei asked him, "The Ninth Prince Li Mi has ascended the throne in Nanchu. He is ambitious. Is the border between the two countries peaceful?"

Shen Xiuming replied: "Don't worry, sister. Everything is going smoothly on the border of Nanchu. The new emperor of Nanchu is not an ordinary person, and the new emperor of Qing is not inferior to him."

The political situation is unpredictable.

But Shen Wei had no time to worry.

Her era has slowly passed, and her children have grown up and have already shouldered the burden of the previous generation and moved on. As dusk approached, Leyou and Shen Mingyue, who were boating, both returned.

The dinner was grilled fish, which was delicious.

Shen Wei was very full and drank a lot of wine. She felt dizzy and her stomach was upset. Li Yuanjing took her to the lake for a walk to digest the food. They had just enjoyed the cool evening breeze for a while when Caiping ran over and reported in a hurry: "Master! Doctor Mo, Doctor Mo vomited blood!"

Shen Wei was stunned, and her dizzy head suddenly became clear.

Shen Wei hurried back.

Mo Xun didn't eat much for dinner. When he went back to his room to rest, he suddenly started vomiting blood and his whole body quickly became weaker.

Shen Xiuming was shocked and hurriedly sent someone to invite the imperial physician. The imperial physician hurried over to feel Mo Xun's pulse and said that she was suffering from "kidney failure and excessive worry."

The imperial physician prescribed medicine.

The warm medicine was brought over, and Mo Xun drank two sips, then pushed the bitter medicine away with disgust. Shen Xiuming was at a loss and could only go to Shen Wei for help, hoping that Shen Wei could persuade Mo Xun to drink the medicine.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine.

Shen Wei dismissed the palace maids and came to the bed with a bowl of medicine. Mo Xun leaned against the bedside, looking sick, with his hair disheveled, his face as pale as paper, and his appearance even more haggard.

"Drink some medicine and live longer." Shen Wei said softly, "I'll go south in a while. I heard that a strange spring water was dug in the south. The water is like fat, yellow and black. I think it should be oil, which is very worth studying."

Mo Xun shook his head.

Mo Xun sighed: "Shen Wei, I know you want me to stay with you...but I, but I really don't want to live anymore. If I die, I can't go back to the modern world. If I live, I miss Zhang Hean every day. I never thought that life would be so difficult. It's really hard to endure."

"I wasn't like this before. Maybe I become more emotional as I get older."

Mo Xun felt painful and tormented.

In the past, Zhang Hean was by her side, and the two of them chased each other, so life was not boring. Later, when she regained her memory, the past was like a heavy mountain pressing down on her, making her breathless.

Life is boring and time is long.

Shen Wei couldn't persuade him, so Mo Xun lay back in bed sleepily to rest. Shen Wei left the room, and Shen Xiuming was still waiting at the door.

Shen Xiuming asked: "Sister, did she take the medicine?"

Shen Wei shook her head.

Shen Xiuming frowned, unable to understand Mo Xun's thoughts: "Good medicine tastes bitter, so if you have an illness, you should treat it. She is a doctor, why doesn't she take the medicine?"

Shen Wei patted his shoulder and told him: "It's hard for a doctor to heal himself. Everyone has their own destiny. It's getting late. You should rest early."

Shen Xiuming lowered his head.

Shen Wei left first. She walked a long way. Occasionally she looked back and saw Shen Xiuming still standing alone at the gate of Mo Xun's yard. With the night wind blowing and the moonlight falling, he seemed to have turned into a sculpture.

Shen Wei sighed inwardly.

What a poor man.

Mo Xun's illness became more serious day by day. As summer turned to autumn, Mo Xun could hardly eat. One day, she came to Shen Wei and said that she wanted to go to the Qiuliang Palace in the imperial palace.

Qiuliang Palace is a palace left over from a hundred years ago. It was also the former residence of Li Qingxun, the Queen of Southern Chu, and has been preserved for many years.

With the arrival of autumn, the leaves of the tall Albizia Julibrissin tree in Qiuliang Palace turned yellow, and the courtyard was filled with broken walls and a bleak atmosphere.

Mo Xun stepped into the Qiuliang Palace, and the bleak autumn wind blew on his face, blowing up the dead leaves piled on the ground. Mo Xun looked up, the sunlight was particularly dazzling, and the tall albizzia tree was left with only a dead fork.

Mo Xun said with emotion: "Shen Wei, a hundred years ago, the laboratory exploded. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in this palace with only a broken instrument beside me...Alas, who would have thought that after a hundred years, I could still come back here."

She is too weak.

Shen Wei supported her arm and said, "Want me to go inside with you and sit down?"

Mo Xun didn't want to go into the house, so he sat down on the stone bench under the tree: "It's so cold in the house. The sun is shining brightly today. Let's bask in the sun."

The palace maids were waiting outside.

Mo Xun sat on a stone bench, her eyes half-closed, feeling the warmth of the autumn sun on her skin. Her vision was hazy, and many old memories emerged in front of her, fragmented and as if they were yesterday.

Seeing that the weather was getting cooler, Shen Wei asked someone to send her a cloak.

Shen Wei was about to put it on Mo Xun, but she found that Mo Xun was holding a leaf of Albizia Julibrissin in his hand and had closed his eyes for a long time.

The breeze blew, and the dead leaves remaining on the albizzia tree rustled, and yellow leaves fell one after another.

Mo Xun left.

In accordance with Mo Xun's last wishes, Shen Wei selected a suitable cemetery in Nanshan as her burial place.

The funeral was simple, and Shen Xiuming personally took care of it. After the funeral, Shen Xiuming stayed in front of the tomb at Nanshan for seven days, and then returned to the court to continue his work. No one could see his joy or sadness.

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Luoyue Lake Royal Manor.

Since Shen Wei came back from Nanshan, Li Yuanjing found that his Wei Wei seemed a little unhappy. At night, Shen Wei tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, staring at the bed curtains with open eyes.

Li Yuanjing couldn't help but say, "Weiwei, the dead are gone. I will always be with you."

Shen Wei looked very sad.

Li Yuanjing was confused. Since he abdicated, he and Shen Wei had been together day and night, and he gradually realized that Shen Wei seemed to be hiding more secrets.

Li Yuanjing had no idea where to start. Even though they were sleeping in the same bed, he still couldn't get into the secrets deep in Shen Wei's heart.

"Oh." Shen Wei sighed.

She turned around and looked into Li Yuanjing's eyes. Shen Wei said, "Mo Xun is from my hometown. It's a pity that I can only bury her in Nanshan."

Li Yuanjing was puzzled: "My hometown - Mo Xun is also from Qing country?"

She didn't answer, but changed the subject and said dully: "Take a rest first."

She couldn't tell Li Yuanjing that Mo Xun was dead, and her only connection with that world was completely severed.

From then on, Shen Wei was the only one wandering in this world, and could never return to her hometown.

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