Marry a queen

Yu Chuxue ordered them to stay in the palace. On the surface, they were recuperating from their illnesses, but they were actually under house arrest. Xiao Zhongzhi understood it, and the old man naturally understood it too.It's just that the old man has no regrets in his heart. Seeing his only son is safe, he feels at ease.

But in the end, Xiao Zhongzhi gritted his teeth and kowtowed and begged when he saw Chuxue.

He said that he wanted to take his father back to the general's mansion to spend the last few days, and he could also inform his relatives in the capital to meet him, and he also promised that he would never do anything to betray Beiwan.In the future, he will also live in seclusion and will no longer ask about court affairs.

Facing such a request, Chuxue couldn't even say no.

Only agreed. [

Shen Su'er didn't say anything after hearing Chuxue's decision.

Indeed, it would be unreasonable to forcibly keep them in the palace at this time.

She also has nothing to say about dying people.

If the old prime minister goes, Xiao Zhongzhi is a sensible person, so he should be able to talk better.

So Xiao Zhongzhi took his father out of the palace as he wished.

Chuxue also sent an imperial doctor to accompany her.

Two days later, in the evening, Xiao Zhongzhi took his clothes off and waited for the old man to take the medicine himself.

Xiao Zhongzhi finished feeding him the medicine, Yipa wiped the medicine juice from his lips, and said comfortingly: "Father, don't think too much, and recuperate at ease. The imperial physicians in the palace are more skilled than those in the palace. It's good." Under the calm, the heartache was inexplicable.

"Son... Dad is dead. In the future... Cough cough, I still have a wish. You are the only one left in the main room of the Xiao family. No matter what, you have to live. You must not cut off the incense in your generation ..." The old man was panting and coughing continuously, coughing up blood several times.

With tears in his eyes and red eyes, Xiao Zhongzhi choked up and said, "My child understands. Please rest assured, father, I will not disappoint your expectations."

"Well, that's good... cough cough... cough..."

With a trembling hand, the old man slowly took out a piece of sapphire token carved with strange totems from under the pillow. The totems on it were very similar to the totems of the ancient clock on the clock tower in the capital, and there were some strange characters.

"Father, this is..." Xiao Zhongzhi took the token with an unusually solemn expression.

The old man was gasping for breath, looking very hard.