Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1065 I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the end
After eating the millet porridge, Su Jiu walked to the window and carefully pushed open a crack.

It was snowing outside the hall, seeing that New Year’s Eve was approaching, the court ladies were busy wearing jackets and skirts, hanging a new red woven golden silk glazed palace lantern on the cornices and brackets and the eaves of the veranda. The red is very beautiful.

Su Jiu didn't wear shoes and socks, her slender and pale ankles were looming under the skirt, her feet were stepping on the velvet blanket, probably still feeling cold, and subconsciously overlapping each other.

She rubbed her hands together, and breathed out a small cloud of mist into her palms, her deer eyes were clear, and she quietly looked towards the end of the veranda.

Xiao Tingchen's study was located there, through the wind and snow, she vaguely saw that the felt curtains in the study were closed, but the window lattice was open. The man sitting behind the desk, with a harsh and indifferent profile, was sternly reprimanding the officials below.

She smiled, knowing that when she was not around him, he always had such a violent temper.

There was infatuation hidden in the water eyes, and the cold wind hit, she couldn't help covering her mouth with a veil and coughing twice, but saw that the white veil was covered with blood, which was shocking.

Feeling uncomfortable in her chest, she held on to the window lattice and coughed violently, gradually the whole veil was stained blood red, and even the frosty white skirt and mid-skirt were stained with blood.

Her pale lips were dyed bright red, and her drooping slender eyelashes gradually became moist.

Bai Nen's palms were full of blood, she knelt on the ground along the wall, her long crow-blue hair covered her haggard and mournful eyebrows, and the fine snow was blown by the wind on her hair, making her look thinner and more slender.

She slowly raised her hand, looked at the blood in her palm, and bent her lips helplessly, "Xiao Tingchen, I'm afraid, I can't accompany you to the end...It turns out that my body is already so bad..."

She finally understood why Xiao Tingchen would drink the baby-killing medicine without hesitation after her miscarriage.

And finally understood why he always stared at her with that sad and dark eyes.

It turned out that she was not long in the world, he knew it, he knew it better than her...

The girl leaned against the wall, recalled something, and took out a small bright yellow triangular paper bag from her bosom.

It was given to her by her mother before she went to southern Xinjiang, saying it could save her life.

Su Jiu couldn't figure out what other medicine in the world could save her life, and with the attitude of trying it, he opened the paper bag with difficulty.

Lying in the paper bag was a lotus-colored flower bud, only the size of her little fingertip. It exuded a strange fragrance abruptly. It didn't look like a good thing, and I didn't know if it could be eaten.

Su Jiu frowned. Her mother was usually a master of perfumery, but she had always been a master of rejuvenation. She was a well-known miraculous doctor in the south of the Yangtze River, so she shouldn't be cheating on her own daughter.

She covered her mouth and coughed a few more times in discomfort, her mind gradually became blurred, and finally put the little flower bud into her mouth with difficulty.

She closed her heavy eyelids and slowly fell down on the blanket.

"Xiao Tingchen..."

The soft whisper was swallowed by the wind and snow, a tear rolled down the corner of the eye, and disappeared without a trace deep in the blanket.

study.

Xiao Tingchen slammed the memorial on the face of a courtier with a cold face, "I said to open a warehouse to release grain, but you took my words as a deaf ear?!"

The shell of the memorial was so hard that it scratched the forehead of the courtier. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to apologize.

Counting nine cold days, all the courtiers in the study were sweating profusely. They didn't know why the emperor had a particularly bad temper today. This was already the fifth official to be scolded.

Xiao Tingchen sat behind the book desk expressionlessly, and absently opened the next booklet. The wind and snow were whistling outside the window, and he seemed to hear a soft "Xiao Tingchen", like a cautious dream.

He was irritated for no reason, and dealt with a few memorials vigorously, and then couldn't sit still anymore, and strode back to the Embroidered Cloud Palace.

The courtiers in the study looked at each other, and an old courtier tentatively asked Su Runmo, "Lord Su, do you know what's wrong with the emperor? Now that Xichan has been newly acquired, the Central Plains is unified and stable, the emperor should be happy!"

Su Runmo clasped his hands in his sleeves, and looked out at the gloomy wind and snow outside the window, with a meaningful expression on Jun's face, "Wait, today is just the beginning. If something really happens to that guy, we will never forget it." From now on, we will not get any benefits in the court."

Xiao Tingchen stepped into the Xiuyun Hall quickly, and just as he opened the curtain, he smelled the smell of blood in the inner hall.

His eyebrows were serious, his heart almost jumped to the mouth of his throat, and he rushed into the inner hall in two steps in three steps at the same time.

His little girl lay unconscious on the blanket, with shocking blood stains everywhere around her!
His peach blossom eyes instantly turned red, and he rushed over to pick up Su Jiu. He was obviously an emperor with power all over the world, but his voice was so frightened that he trembled: "Su, Su Xiaojiu..."

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