Great Tang princess

Chapter 321 Li Zhi died
Watching Qin Minghe take out a silver needle to stab the emperor's head, to be honest, Li Yuechen was also a little worried about whether such a method would work.

But in this situation, she has no way to intervene, after all, she is a professional.

The needles used for bloodletting are thicker than those used for acupuncture, almost as thick as sewing needles.

Seeing the emperor's head was pierced, blood drops flowed out along the silver needle, Zhang Chengxin who was next to him hurriedly took a glass to catch it.

"Grandfather, does it hurt?" Li Yuechen asked from the side.

"It doesn't hurt much, it's quite cool!" Li Zhi smiled lightly.

At this time, Li Xian and others also came over, and they were a little dazed when they saw this scene.

Just as he was about to ask, Wu Zetian next to him made a silent gesture, and they stopped talking.

The blood in the glass was gradually increasing, but Li Zhi still had no reaction.

Wu Zetian couldn't bear it anymore, frowned and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard Li Zhi's voice: "I see!"

"Grandpa, can you see it?" Li Yuechen leaned over and asked, "Can you see me?"

"I see..." Li Zhi smiled, "It's even clearer than before."

Wu Zetian next to him breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and worshiped the sky outside: "It's really a gift from God!"

Qin Minghe raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead: "Okay, stop the bleeding quickly."

"It's okay, let's put some more!" Li Zhi waved his hand, "Now I can see it more clearly than before, it should be better if I think about it."

"Saint, this blood can't be released too much!" Qin Minghe hurriedly stopped, "Now that's about the same."

Li Yuechen also advised from the side: "Yes, Grandpa, too much blood loss at one time is not good for your health!"

She has donated blood before, and she remembers that if the blood does not exceed [-] milliliters at a time, there is nothing wrong with it, but if there is too much blood, various symptoms may appear.

Although only half a cup has been put in at present, considering the age of the old man, it is better not to put too much.

After hemostasis, Li Zhi's mental health improved a lot, he stopped complaining of headaches, and a smile appeared on his face.

Wu Zetian was very happy, and immediately ordered: "Come here, give Qin Minghe a hundred pieces of silk!"

"Tianhou, this is a matter of the minister's duty..." Qin Minghe pretended to decline.

Although it is said that the purpose of studying medicine is to save people, it is naturally impossible to really not want the money sent to the door.

Of course Wu Zetian was aware of this, and said with a smile, "You have done a great job in saving him, so why not reward you? Don't refuse!"

"Then thank the Queen of Heaven..."

……

The other children didn't care about this, and they were relieved to see that Li Zhi was fine.

Li Zhi was relieved to see the worry in the children's eyes.

It stands to reason that when the prince is a prince, he should hope that his father will die quickly in his heart, so that he can rise to the throne very quickly.

But now Li Xian didn't have such emotions in his eyes, instead, he was faintly worried, as if he was afraid that he would die, which made him, a father, feel very happy.

Not to mention my daughter, she ran over as fast as she knew she was sick, and she deserved to be her little padded jacket.

"Okay, don't be so sad..." Li Zhi waved his hand, "Isn't this very good!"

Li Yuechen grabbed his hand and smiled softly: "We are all worried about grandpa, we can't continue playing music and dancing?"

"Huh?" Li Zhi was a little dazed, "I just played music? Why didn't I hear it?"

"Grandpa, don't listen to her nonsense, Chen'er came over right after halfway through her practice!" Princess Yiyang explained later.

Li Zhi looked at it: "Well, no wonder the clothes are still wet..."

Seeing that the emperor was awake and speaking logically, there should be nothing to ask. The imperial doctors discussed it and said that they would go back and prescribe two medicines, and they all got up and left one after another.

As professionals, they could all see that Li Zhi's time was numbered, but no one dared to say that.

Of course, even if you don't say it, everyone present knows it in their hearts.

Although this time is over, but next time, next time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Li Yuechen was also very aware of this, but she didn't think too much about it. She just wanted to accompany him through the last journey of her life.

In this situation where everyone knows it well, time seems to have become much faster, and it is December in a blink of an eye.

……

During this period of time, Li Zhi never suffered from any illness, and he was in good spirits, as if there was a tendency towards recovery.

But Li Yuechen became even more worried. This situation is more like a flashback...

During the winter solstice, after Li Yuechen had breakfast, he practiced in the yard.

There were sacrificial activities in the imperial court on this day, but now the emperor was not in good health, and my mother had to take care of him while approving memorials, so the sacrificial activities were presided over by the prince and princess.

Shangguan Wan'er will accompany her to record the sacrificial process, and she will be responsible for publishing it in the newspaper when the time comes.

The two elder sisters, Yiyang and Xuancheng, had nothing to do. They were sitting in the inner hall, chatting over the brazier, and watching Li Yuechen who was practicing in the yard.

She waved her Fang Tian painting halberd in the courtyard, and the sound of piercing through the air continued to be heard in the surrounding air. Amidst her constantly turning and moving figure, the momentum seemed extremely huge, as if there were thousands of troops and horses in the courtyard. Roaring in general.

Suddenly, Li Yuechen turned around, grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd with one hand and stabbed straight, and then kept this posture without moving.

She let out a breath, squinted her eyes and looked carefully, and at some point, a small white snowflake actually stayed on the tip of the halberd.

Li Yuechen stopped his movements and couldn't help but look up at the sky covered with a thick layer of clouds.

I don't know when it started to snow!

At the beginning, it was just some small snowflakes. Gradually, the snowflakes became bigger and denser, until they became heavy snowflakes.

The two sisters came out from the hall: "Chen'er, it's snowing, go back and add some clothes."

"Ah."

Li Yuechen agreed, but did not take any action, just staring blankly at the snowflakes gradually falling from the sky.

Although she has always considered herself a materialist, but for some reason, at this moment, she feels that the snow seems to be faintly heralding something.

She gently reached out her hand to catch a falling snowflake, watched it melt quickly under the temperature of her palm, and shook her head slightly, hoping that her worries were unnecessary.

But fate is often magical, and the less you want something to happen, the easier it seems to happen.

The next morning, Zhang Chengxin sent someone to rush over to inform that the saint was critically ill, and told her to go there quickly.

Li Yuechen felt bad when he heard that, without changing his clothes, he ran to Renshou Hall at the fastest speed without saying a word, leaving Fulai who was accompanying him far behind.

Arriving at Renshou Hall, Li Yuechen immediately ran into the inner hall.

At this time, the imperial doctor and others hadn't come yet, Li Zhi was leaning in Wu Zetian's arms, his drooping eyes had lost their expression.

If it wasn't for the slight heaving of his chest, he would even have thought he was dead.

"Grandpa!"

Li Yuechen yelled, and immediately ran to the bedside, holding his hand in his own: "Grandpa, I'm here!"

"Chen'er... I can't bear you..." Li Zhi's voice showed a sense of powerlessness, as if it took a lot of strength to say such a sentence.

At the same time, the voice was a little hoarse, like metal friction, and it sounded a little harsh.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, everything will be fine..."

Li Yuechen's nose twitched, tears filled his eyes, and the most worrying thing still happened!

Hearing the uncontrollable crying in his daughter's voice, Li Zhi gently raised his hand: "Since you were born, watching you grow up is the happiest thing in my life..."

He couldn't see again, and he stretched out his hand to feel for his daughter as he spoke.

Li Yuechen grabbed his hand and put it on her face: "It is the happiest thing for a child to be accompanied by grandpa when growing up!"

Feeling his daughter's tears falling on his hands, Li Zhi wiped away the tears that slipped down her face with his thumb: "In the future, Chen'er will have to rely on himself, Grandpa will watch over you and support you!"

Seeing that his father was still thinking about him at this moment, Li Yuechen didn't say anything, just hugged him and cried silently.

At this moment, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, and Zhang Chengxin brought a group of imperial doctors over, followed by Prince Li Xian and others.

"Saint, the imperial doctor is here, let..."

Li Zhi waved his hand and interrupted their words: "Okay, there's no need...for the last time, let me explain something."

"Your Majesty, let them have a look first..." Wu Zetian hugged him, tears streaming down his face, but he kept holding back and didn't cry out.

However, Li Zhi still refused, his voice continued, but his attitude was very firm.

I don't know if it's because people have feelings before they die, but in short, he didn't let the imperial doctor show him anything, and said firmly: "Okay, let's all go out, no matter the crime!"

Although he is terminally ill, the majesty of the emperor is still there.

Seeing his firm attitude, the people around him couldn't say anything, even Li Yuechen didn't know whether to persuade him or not.

The imperial doctors looked at each other and then slowly backed out.Liu Shenwei saluted and said: "The minister is waiting outside the door!"

Only the whole family and the most loyal eunuch Zhang Chengxin were left in the hall.

He stretched out his other hand: "Where is Sanlang?"

"Grandfather, the baby is here." Li Xian ran over and grabbed his hand, "The baby is here!"

Li Zhi took a deep breath, and said slowly: "You... you should listen more... to what Mei Niang and Chen'er said..."

"Don't worry, Grandpa, the baby will!" Li Xian nodded quickly.

Li Zhi nodded lightly: "Go and call... Erlang back too!"

"Returning to the saint, the servant has already sent someone to notify. Compared with this matter, he should have already arrived at the barracks!" Zhang Chengxin replied in a low voice.

"Then...just wait..." Li Zhi nodded with some effort.

Then he said: "Silang...where is it?"

"Grandpa, the baby is here!" Li Dan hurried back to reply.

"You are the one who reassures me the most. It will be good to protect you like this in the future." Li Zhi whispered, and after moving his body slightly, he said again: "Yiyang...Xuancheng..."

The two princesses quickly agreed, stepped forward and listened carefully.

"Speaking of it... I'm sorry for you..." Li Zhi smiled, "However, there will be no more such things in the future... Help Chen'er well, and the two of you will be fine..."

The two princesses agreed that although their feelings towards this father were complicated, the two princesses were still a little sad now that he was on his deathbed.

Li Zhi didn't say anything more, just lay in Wu Zetian's arms, waiting for Li Xian to come back.

Li Yuechen was already speechless, just hugging him and weeping non-stop, thinking about it since he was born until now, he has indeed become a good father.

She dotes on her daughter to the extreme, giving whatever she wants, and never neglecting any request!
Regardless of history, at least here, he is indeed a good father!

Perhaps at the last moment, Li Zhi didn't comfort his crying daughter, but just put one arm around her, and patted her on the back lightly, as if coaxing her to sleep, with extremely gentle movements.

The others were also crying silently, but no one cried out.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes outside.

At this time, the one who was able to get the horse up to the front of the Hall of Renshou was probably Li Xian who had returned.

After a while, Li Xian in black military uniform appeared in the hall, and galloped back all the way, even sweating on his forehead.

He rushed into the hall anxiously: "Grandpa, Grandpa..."

Li Zhi raised his eyelids slightly, and asked slowly in a hoarse voice: "But... Erlang... is back?"

"Grandpa, Grandpa..."

Li Xian came to him, knelt and sat beside the bed, his eyes were already wet, and he suppressed his crying: "It's the baby, the baby is back!"

"Oh...it's good to be back...it's good to be back..." Li Zhi nodded slightly, his voice a little low.

But then he took a deep breath and forcibly lifted his spirits: "From now on, you and others must unite as one, and don't... blood relatives kill each other... This curse of the Tang Dynasty should end in your generation..."

The children all agreed with tears in their eyes: "Don't worry, grandpa!"

Li Yuechen nodded and agreed with tears in his eyes: "Don't worry, grandpa, with the baby here, nothing like this will happen again!"

"That's good, that's good..." Li Zhi nodded slowly.

Then slowly raised his hand, gently stroking his wife's cheek: "Meiniang, I'll take a step first, follow up, take good care of the children!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the concubine will come soon!" Wu Zetian wept softly.

"After so many years, I finally feel at home..." Li Zhi muttered to himself, "I have no regrets in this life..."

After speaking, his body completely relaxed, and his neck seemed to be unable to support the weight of his head, and he tilted to one side.

Seeing his arms hanging down limply, Wu Zetian finally couldn't help crying loudly: "Young slave!"

Li Yuechen also leaned into his arms and burst into tears, and his brother and sister also knelt down and wept softly.

……

The imperial doctors standing outside the door were waiting anxiously, all worried about what happened to the emperor.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Two of them were about to talk about their illness, and when they were looking for a topic, they suddenly heard crying one after another from the inner hall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chengxin shouted sharply: "Your Majesty is dead——"

The imperial doctors outside were startled and quickly fell to their knees.

(End of this chapter)