Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 632 As long as he is well

Europeans are obviously not able to adapt to the Chinese "Spring and Autumn" style of conversation, and this is exactly the effect Yang Xiaoran wants.

The so-called strong is king.

The law of the dark jungle did not come from the mouths of the Chinese. Whoever has the biggest fist sets the rules of the game.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Now Datang is the maker of this game, if you want to play it, you can play it, if you don't play it, you can get out.

Yang Xiaoran got up with a smile, leaving a group of confused people behind and headed towards the apse.

As soon as he avoided the crowd, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, he bent down suddenly, covered his stomach, took out the embroidered handkerchief, covered his mouth and retched violently.

Qiu Ju was taken aback, and quickly patted her on the back and said, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay...vomit..."

"what!"

Qiu Ju was so frightened that her face paled, she trembled and said, "Blood, blood... big, big girl, you, you..."

"To shut up!"

Yang Xiaoran wiped off the blood on his lips with an embroidered handkerchief, and said: "I'm fine, don't tell this, especially Your Majesty."

As she spoke, she glanced at Qiu Ju with sharp eyes, "If you say it, don't blame me for not talking about the relationship between master and servant for many years..."

"Big girl!"

Qiu Ju knelt down all of a sudden, and cried: "Before this servant felt that your appetite was poor. Your majesty was not here, so you could barely eat. Even if your majesty was there, you would have to excuse your clothes immediately after eating, and this servant is outside. Wait, I heard you vomit, you have lost a lot of weight recently, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't cry!"

There was no emotion in Yang Xiaoran's eyes, as if he knew what was going on for a long time, "Wipe your tears, I'm fine, I just got angry."

"On fire? I'm vomiting blood, big girl Xuan Fengyu..."

Yang Xiaoran bent down to help her up, and said: "Ever since the late emperor passed away, I have predicted that today will come. This is life, and it is the price I should pay."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes, her eyes were slightly red, and she murmured: "I am willing to pay this price, as long as he is safe, it doesn't matter if Cheng Yaoxiang dies? It's just that the state affairs are busy now, and my Tang Dynasty seems to be full of flowers, but in fact There are many hidden dangers, and His Majesty cannot be distracted."

Qiu Ju's heart trembled suddenly, she raised her head in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Big, big girl, it's hard, is it, is it God's punishment?"

Having followed Yang Xiaoran for many years and growing up together since she was a child, apart from Li Chengqian, Qiu Ju is probably the only person who understands her best in this world.Having seen so much of her master's miraculousness, Qiu Ju has already vaguely felt that the rumors outside are true, and that the eldest girl is not from here.

Especially that time when she risked her life to go to Liaodong, the eldest girl seemed to have gained some kind of opportunity, knowing that His Royal Highness was going to have something to do.

Telling the truth and changing fate against the sky, there is a price to pay!
What the older girl said just now seemed to confirm her guess.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ju couldn't help feeling sad, and cried loudly: "Miss, is there nothing I can do?"

"Don't cry, come with me..."

Yang Xiaoran led Qiu Ju into a small room next to the dormitory in the back hall, and said, "Qiu Ju, listen. Although you and I are called master and servant, I have never been your slave over the years. Your sister. How I treat you and how you treat me, the tacit understanding between us no longer needs to be described in worldly words. You can guess the truth when I say a word, so you should understand how I feel."

"No one should know about this."

Yang Xiaoran lowered his head as he spoke, and murmured: "I know medicine myself. On the day Li Tai came back, I started to have stomach pains. After a while, I secretly took the medicine that Master left for me, and it didn't hurt. Just a little relief..."

Then he raised his head again, smiled wryly and said, "If my prediction is not bad, what I got should be nausea (stomach cancer). I don't notice this disease at the early stage, but I only feel stomach discomfort occasionally. When there is pain, the cyst has already disappeared. Infiltrating other organs, it is basically impossible for the gods of Daluo to save."

Qiu Ju's body kept trembling and trembling, like a leaf falling in the wind, her face was pale, tears welled up in her eyes, she shook her head, "Why, how could it be? How could people like this get such a disease?"

As she spoke, her face twisted, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Is God blind? The eldest girl brought sweet potatoes, potatoes, improved grain seeds, built a school to help poor children... she has done so much... Good thing, why is God so cruel to you?! Why doesn’t God punish those who do evil?!”

Yang Xiaoran sighed, and slowly twitched the Buddhist beads in his hands, "Everything has its own destiny, although I have done a lot of things, but these hands are also stained with blood..."

She shook her head and said: "Don't say any more, this is fate, as long as His Majesty is fine..."

"Your Majesty regards you as his life. If something happens to you, how will he be safe?"

Qiu Ju cried loudly: "Girl, please ask Daoist Sun to take a look, maybe it can be good..."

"No! Don't let anyone know!"

Yang Xiaoran shook his head resolutely, "In this world, a disease that can't be cured by the secret medicine that Master left me is a real terminal illness! Well, don't cry, I'm not dying so soon. After taking the medicine that Master gave me, there is no cure. If it’s getting better, it’s a sign of getting better if you can cough up the congestion in your stomach.”

Qiu Ju asked suspiciously, "Really? Miss?"

"kindness……"

Yang Xiaoran said with a smile: "Look at you, it's all right. It's a blessing or a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, don't cry, don't let people see it. Go and wipe it off with Ben Gong's face powder..."

"kindness……"

Qiu Ju choked with sobs. In fact, she didn't believe it, but thinking that her master's time might be numbered, she could only endure the pain in her heart and pretend to cooperate.

"Miss, I still need to eat. You just drank a few mouthfuls of porridge this morning. The servant asked the people in the dining room to cook something you like..."

"Go..."

Yang Xiaoran also knew that if Qiu Ju was allowed to do it, she would be even more sad, so let her do it, as long as she could keep it a secret for herself.

Slowly returned to the bedroom, leaned tiredly on the chaise longue, touched his stomach, and murmured: "Is it my turn this time?"

Outside the window, the sky is gloomy, and snow is slowly falling.

She sat up slowly, walked to the window, watched the snowflakes falling outside, and murmured: "It's the first snow...Everything in the world can only be gained if you give it up. Master Xuanzang, you are really right..."

He closed the window, sighed slightly, and went back to the desk, sharpening the pen and writing by himself.

Her world is running out, and these days she has been taking the thick liquid extracted from nasturtium lotus seeds, but even so, it is only slightly relieved, as if she had undergone chemotherapy.Although the pain and symptoms have been relieved, her appetite is getting worse and weaker, and she can already feel the passing of her life. Perhaps this is the price she paid for changing her life against the sky!

After Li Er's death, seeing the prosperity of the Tang Empire and seeing Li Chengqian becoming more and more majestic as the emperor, she gradually realized that Li Chengqian had already passed the catastrophe, and this historical revision catastrophe was likely to be resolved in the future. on her.

When the fleet returned that day, the moment she saw Li Tai's coffin, she became more and more sure of her guess.The special pain didn’t come sooner or later, but it happened on that day. Isn’t this a warning from God?
After going through so many legendary events, does she still dare to say that she doesn't believe in the fate of the world?It can be explained even with science.The law of conservation of energy explains this very well.

Because there were too many changes, and the fate of the most important person was changed by her, then someone had to pay the price.

And this person is her!

She has no time to lament her short life and misfortune here, she only knows that her time is running out, she must seize every minute and every second, and list all the knowledge she knows.

She had been doing this job before, but she didn't feel the urgency at that time.But it’s different now, she’s basically sure that she doesn’t have many days left, maybe golden lotus seeds can last for a while, no matter how miraculous this thing is, if God still remembers her Cheng Huanzhu’s merits, it’s basically luck like shit two years.

You know, even in later generations, with such advanced surgical operations, gastric cancer is still the cancer with the highest mortality rate.Many can't last a year.But in this ancient time, she had nothing, and the only thing she had was a magical thing like golden lotus seeds.Apart from these, the quality of the space growth medicine is good, and she can eat ginseng casually, and the ginsenosides in it have certain anti-cancer effects.

And she also knows medical skills, and can use high-quality medicine in space to recuperate her body.Counting all of these, it would be nice to live another two years according to the best idea.

So she doesn't have time to mourn her bad luck here, she still has a lot of things to do, otherwise she won't leave at ease.

Picking up the pen and writing quickly on the paper, she wrote very attentively and seriously, and every stroke was her deep memory of this world and her reluctance to her husband and children.

But fate will not be changed by her personal will, even if she feels pain in her heart, she still has to persevere.

Because this is the last gift she left to her husband, to her children, and to this era.

When Qiu Ju came in with millet porridge, she saw that the queen was still writing at her desk, tears fell down again.Not daring to cry out, he gently put the millet porridge on the desk, wiped away his tears, and said, "Miss, my servant asked the dining room to make some millet..."

Before he could complete a sentence, tears fell again, wiped them away in a panic, and said with a sob: "Wang Shanggong said this is easy to restrain..."

Seeing Yang Xiaoran looking up at her, she hurriedly said: "The servant didn't say anything, just said that you have lost your appetite these days and your stomach is bloated after eating, so Aunt Wang asked the servant to bring you millet porridge, saying it was good Make some..."

Yang Xiaoran nodded, and said: "Wipe your tears. I'm not sad, why are you sad? Besides, you have time to be sad here, why don't you think about what I told you before, Concubine Wu is very active Now, I don't have so much energy now, I still have to mobilize it, I don't want to wait for Bengong to die, but it's hard to see her husband..."

Qiu Ju's body trembled violently, and she couldn't hold back her emotions any longer, and burst into tears, "It's this time, why do you still only think about others?! You were not like this when you were a child! Why did you want to be This queen, since you became the crown princess, you have never looked like you again, responsibility, responsibility, is it really that important? More important than life?!"

(End of this chapter)