Sad song

The weather in summer is gradually getting hotter.

Ji Lingyue's severe illness from her mother's womb couldn't bear the heat, and it recurred violently again.The person who was already as pale as paper was even more fragile this time, as if he was about to disappear into the air at any time.

But she refused the imperial doctor's consultation.

Because of this matter, Nalan Hongye was restless for many days, and the last book that was handed over by the court this morning made her pent up anger uncontrollable, and she got angry in the court with a sullen face.

"How long has it been since the late emperor passed away?" Her normally steady voice became extraordinarily sharp because of her anger, "you are urging me to become a queen, why, you want to stuff your family members into my palace so much, ah !"

"I dare not."

The courtiers below knelt down in trembling because of the queen's sudden anger. In fact, this was not the first time someone wrote a letter to ask the queen to be a queen, but Nalan Hongye's attitude was far less violent than today.

The only one who was not affected was probably Chu Qiao, so after the queen walked away, several important officials surrounded her trying to get some news.

After replying to them one by one without showing any signs of expression, Chu Qiao walked out of the palace gate in a hurry, and deliberately went far into the imperial study room to avoid people's eyes and ears.

As soon as the door was opened, a memorial was thrown towards her face. She avoided it with dexterous side steps, bent down to pick it up, and put it back on the table covered with bright yellow brocade.

"You are not quite right today," Chu Qiao tapped the table with her fingers, "What happened?"

"Daxia wants to marry Huai Song." Nalan Hongye frowned, her eyes were deep and sharp, "Lingyue, point it out."

Chu Qiao was speechless for a while, and then asked after a while, "With whom?"

"Yuanche, take the position of crown princess." The empress rubbed her brows irritably, "The old emperor over there is probably dying, so he is anxious to pave the way for the crown prince."

"With the idea of ​​standing in the Ji family," Chu Qiao said indifferently, "but the position of crown princess is worthy of the Ji family's first daughter."

"So I suppressed the news," she sneered as her fingertips embedded in her palm unconsciously, "killing two birds with one stone, he thought very well."

"Does Ji Lingyue know?"

As if thinking of something, Chu Qiao asked.

"She guessed it." Nalan Hongye looked vaguely lonely, "It's been half a month behind closed doors."

"I'll go see her." Chu Qiao said.

"Wait a minute," the empress called out suddenly, "Yuan Chun is with her."

Chu Qiao stopped walking for a moment, and then disappeared from sight without hesitation.

Beiyuan, Weiyang Palace.

The smell of medicinal herbs lingers in the coldly furnished palace.

Yuan Chun couldn't help but feel a burst of pity when he looked at the indifferent woman who was still imposing even though she was sick and lying on the couch.

Different from Chu Qiao's cold outside and hot inside, she was made of ice and snow, exuding a bone-chilling chill from the inside out, as inhuman as an exiled fairy in the Penglai Fairy Pavilion.

She shouldn't be trapped in this deep palace of the world.

"Have you seen enough?"

Ji Lingyue opened her shallow eyes, and glanced lightly at Yuan Chun who was brewing the medicinal juice into the porcelain bowl.

"I thought you were just going to die like that."

She retorted mercilessly, but walked to the bedside with the bowl and handed the medicine into her hand.

Seeing that Ji Lingyue drank up a spoonful of the soup that could poison a dozen people, she couldn't help but said, "Although doctors don't heal themselves, it's the first time I've seen someone who seeks his own death."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yuan Chun simply continued the topic, "I understand the principle of fighting poison with poison, but the dose of medicine is too large. Even if I change the prescription, you will die faster if you accumulate it over time. Months are a long time."

"Although your condition is indeed hopeless according to my opinion, but calling the imperial physician to see it will take an extra year and a half."

"There's no time," Ji Lingyue said indifferently, "I need to get better, at least on the surface. Do you know why I didn't let anyone know about my situation, including Hongye, but chose you?"

"why?"

"You have a visible weakness, and you are good at using poison. You can help me revise the prescription so that I won't just die like this."

She hooked her lips and smiled.

"I'm going to get married, so the imperial doctor can't know that I'm dying."

"Marriage!" Yuan Chun looked at her in surprise, "Aren't you..."

To trap such an indifferent woman in the palace, there is nothing but love.

"Yes and what," she wiped her bloodless lips with a silk veil, "it is very ill, and there is no other use for her except to help her."

"Only when the snipe and the clam compete, can the fisherman benefit."

The shallow to transparent pupils were sharp, and they slowly swept across Princess Daxia who was pursing her lips in front of her.

"You guessed it?" She drooped her eyelashes outlined by the sun, her unhurried tone sounded confident, "but this time you will choose Chu Qiao, won't you?"

Yuan Chun couldn't help but sneered, "I have nothing to do with Da Xia and Chu Qiao."

"Really," Ji Lingyue said, "Then I might as well ask Hongye to give General Chu a marriage."

"You..." Yuan Chun was speechless for a while, but after thinking for a while, he frowned, "Why did you ask me to be with Chu Qiao?"

"Chu Qiao is an excellent knife, and a good knife always needs a scabbard so as not to hurt herself."

"After all, you are still planning for Nalan Hongye," Yuan Chun no longer refuted, but watched her ask the question that has always been rooted in his heart, "Is it worth it?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not," Ji Lingyue was still dressed in white, aloof and arrogant, "I die, she remembers my life, that's enough."

"Even if I'm not with her"

"The person in her heart is not me, and during the last period of my life, I don't want to humiliate myself anymore."

She rarely smiled sincerely at Yuan Chun, "This is the last chance for you and Chu Qiao, if you can, prove to me that this is feasible."

"It's a little reward for me to use you."

She stood up, her body supported by medicine and force didn't show any signs of serious illness.

"Your care for the past few days, when I am still alive in Da Xia, I will take care of your compatriot brother Yi Er."

She strode towards the apse and disappeared behind the screen with splashes of ink and blue.

At this moment, the voice of the court lady's communication sounded, "Master Ji, General Chu, please see me."

"Let her in."

Yuan Chun suppressed the trembling in his voice, and said word by word.

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