The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

Song Yao was really afraid that Xiao Chi would leave her forever, so she really didn't want to hear that word come out of Xiao Chi's mouth.

He didn't know that when she heard the word death, her heart skipped a beat and her back went cold.

"Ayao, I know you don't want to hear it, but you will have to face it sooner or later." Xiao Chi's eyes were bloodshot, and tears appeared in his eyes. "If I had known that I had inherited this disease, I would not have come to you. Ayao, if I knew I would die, I really would not have come to you."

Song Yao lay on top of him, her nose sore, tears streaming down her face, dripping onto his clothes on his chest, "If you really die one day, you must wait for me over there, I will come to find you."

Xiao Chi reached out and hugged her. He closed his eyes tightly and let the tears fall from the corners of his eyes.

The air around became sad and depressing, making people feel very sad.

Even the two palace maids beside them were infected by this atmosphere and their eyes became red.

"Okay!" Xiao Chi's voice was trembling. God knew how much he was reluctant to part with Song Yao, but even if he was the emperor, if God wanted him to die, he could not escape such a fate.

Song Yao was crying, and Xiao Chi was crying too.

The two palace maids were also crying.

After a long time, Qi Mo came in with medicine and heard them all crying.

Qi Mo frowned. He walked to the bedside with the medicine in his hand and said to Xiao Chi, "Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicine."

Song Yao then left Xiao Chi's body. She turned her head, wiped the tears from her face, and tilted her head to look at Qi Mo, "Doctor Qi, give me the medicine."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Qi Mo nodded slightly and handed the medicine to Song Yao.

Although I don’t know what happened, it must be related to the emperor.

Qi Mo didn't ask any more questions, because he was not allowed to ask about everything in the palace. In short, in this deep palace, he should not ask what he shouldn't ask. Even if he knew something, he had to pretend not to know.

Of course, he was not a member of the palace, and these rules were told to him by Prince Wenxuan.

Speaking of Prince Wenxuan, he suffers from the same disease as the emperor.

It’s just that Prince Wenxuan is one year younger than the emperor. Even if the emperor fell ill, Prince Wenxuan did not. However, no matter what the result is, it’s all a matter of luck.

He also wanted the emperor to have a peaceful and smooth life, but reality was always the opposite of his wishes.

Qi Mo looked at Song Yao. If the emperor died, the first person who would not be able to accept it would definitely be the queen.

After Song Yao finished feeding the medicine, she handed the bowl to Qi Mo, "Doctor Qi, thank you for your help."

Qi Mo took the bowl with both hands and said, "Your Majesty, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

"Doctor Qi, go and get busy." After saying this, Song Yao looked at Xiao Chi in front of him.

Qi Mo bowed and left.

Song Yao looked at Xiao Chi and said, "Don't be discouraged, don't be negative. The child and I will always be by your side."

"Okay." Xiao Chi nodded slightly, then lay down again.

Song Yao also knew that given Xiao Chi's current situation, it was impossible for him to take care of state affairs every day. Otherwise, it would be even worse for his health.

After thinking for a while, Song Yao said, "How about you give the throne to someone else?"

"I want to, but there's no suitable candidate right now, and Xiao Suisui and the others are still young." Xiao Chi pursed his lips and sighed, "Otherwise, I wouldn't want to be the emperor."

Rather than being an emperor, Xiao Chi would rather travel around the world with Song Yao.

Now that he is the emperor, he and Song Yao can no longer be together all the time, and he really thinks about her all the time.

"What about your uncle and your royal brothers? And your royal brothers, can't they do it?" Song Yao asked with a frown.

Xiao Chi shook his head. "I've asked the Emperor's uncles and the others, and no one wants to be the Emperor's younger brother. Some of the Emperor's brothers are already dead, some are still being held hostage, some have the same temper as the late Emperor, and some are extremely weak. It's safe to say there's no one who could take this position."

Song Yao shook her head after hearing this.

"That's true. You are the only one who can be the emperor. However, your current condition is not suitable for you to worry about state affairs. The most important thing for you now is to have a good rest."

"So, I have no choice but to let you govern the country on my behalf!" Xiao Chi said, "You've been handling state affairs for the past few days, and I think the results are good. You're very suitable!"

"If possible, I hope you can continue to be the emperor, but I can take over from you for a while!" Song Yao sighed secretly, "Okay, you can rest. I'm going to the imperial study first. I'm back now. You don't have to run to the Song Mansion anymore. You can come to me if you have any problems in the future."

"Ayao, you've worked hard." Xiao Chi held her hand and kissed the back of her hand. "I owe you too much. If I can't repay you in this life, I will repay you in the next life."

"Let's not say these unpleasant things. Have a good rest. I'm leaving." Song Yao covered him with the quilt, kissed him on the face, and got up and left.

Song Yao came to the imperial study and saw the memorials piled up on the imperial desk. She sighed helplessly.

With so many state affairs to deal with, no wonder Xiao Chi is tired.

Not to mention Xiao Chi, she felt exhausted just by watching.

Song Yao picked up a memorial and opened it to take a look.

Just as he had written the words "I have read it", Eunuch Cao came to the imperial desk and bowed, saying, "Empress, Lord Yuchi is here."

Song Yao paused holding the memorial, and looked up at him, "Is he here? Please invite him in."

"Yes." Eunuch Cao bowed and immediately went out to invite Yuchi Lan in.

When Yuchi Lan saw that it was Song Yao, he did not salute, but simply called out, "Empress."

Song Yao smiled, stood up and walked to Yuchi Lan, "Master, you're back. How's it going? Did you catch Master Jiang and the others?"

Yuchi Lan nodded, "Master Jiang and the late emperor have been captured. I have imprisoned them in the Heavenly Prison and await the Emperor and Empress's decision."

Hearing this, Song Yao's face darkened, his expression extremely serious, "The emperor is ill, let's lock them up in the sky prison first. I will ask the emperor's opinion later."

She returned to the imperial desk and sat down. She looked at Yuchi Lan again, her expression softening a bit. "Master, you've worked hard along the way. Go back and rest first."

"Yes." Yuchi Lan nodded slightly. He did not leave and asked again, "Empress, has something happened to the Emperor?"

Song Yao pursed her lips and sighed, "He's been too tired recently, and he already had a rheumatism disease. Now, he fainted from exhaustion. It's nothing serious. He's resting in Jingren Palace. Master, don't worry."

"Empress, you should also know the severity of the wind disease. There is no medicine to cure it. The final result is predictable. We still need to find a way to cure him." Yuchi Lan paused and said, "He is a wise ruler. In such a chaotic world, such people are rare. Losing him is not only a loss for his subjects, but also a loss for tens of millions of people in the Great Dynasty."