Golden branches and jade leaves

Chapter 114
Chapter 4: The Aftermath of Snowfall
Feeling that Qi Long's eyes stopped on her body, Su Mi felt an inexplicable chill.

Silence lingered between the two for a while, and finally Qi Taki spoke: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and Mi'er has become more and more watery, but I am..." He stared at Su Mi and said, with eyes full of tears. There was a hazy smile, but it seemed to be mocking something.

"Your Majesty," Su Mi sat down on the side of the bed, and interrupted him naturally: "Your Majesty has worked so hard on this expedition, and now it's finally over. Although there were twists and turns in the middle, the world has been unified, and the Northern Liao Dynasty It is no longer a problem, as long as you rest in peace and recuperate, in the future..." Su Mi's voice trembled even she hadn't noticed it, she forced a smile and said: "Nowadays, all the people in the world are looking forward to and you?"

"Is it all done?" Qi Taki smiled, with a bitter expression he had never seen before, with a touch of sadness, "Okay, let everyone in the world think so."

Listening to Qi Long's tone, Su Mi really didn't know what to say.

Maybe it's because the stove in the hall is too hot, too hot, and the dull heat is smoldering, making the deepest part of my heart dull and difficult to understand.

"It's just that these days, Mi'er has also suffered at Liu Quan's house, and she has been hiding in Tibet for the past two years." He looked at her with quiet eyes, and his tone of voice was still the same, but he began to carry a deep and difficult feeling that Su Mi couldn't see through. Measurement.

"Compared to the exhaustion of the emperor's chariots and horses, what is this suffering?" Su Mi said with a gratified smile.

After two years of parting, Su Mi also felt unfamiliar with saying such words. Maybe, she would never have a chance to tell the truth in front of him in her whole life.

"Yeah, it's nothing," Qi Taki laughed, "compared to the fatigue of my horses and chariots."

His smile spread from the corner of his mouth, but disappeared in the continuous coughing before reaching his eyes.He lowered his head, coughing so much that he almost spit out all the internal organs in his body.

A trace of unbearableness flashed across Su Mi's eyes.

He finally recognized himself and the people around him, but what a huge price it was!Su Mi can imagine Qi Taki's shock and despair when he walked into Ni Yuan's army with the dream of unifying the world, only to find that what awaited him was to be imprisoned and used.From a proud emperor to a prisoner, it is like the difference between heaven and hell.And this huge depravity was traced to his own ignorance of people, and his own greed that led him into this delicate trap step by step.For the proud him, what kind of blow and torture would this be.

Su Mi moved her body, sat behind him, and lightly patted his back to help him straighten out his breathing.

"Your Majesty, you should take your medicine." Outside, an imperial doctor approached cautiously and said in a low voice.

Qi Taki didn't respond, the imperial doctor thought he had acquiesced, and immediately walked in with a golden plate, with Su Mi here at this time, naturally there was no need for palace servants serving medicine.

Su Mi was about to take the jade bowl on top, but suddenly a hand stretched out from her side.

He swung it vigorously, and the gold plate turned over, with a flash of golden light, and fell onto the white jade footrest in front of the bed with a "clang".

The jade bowl immediately shattered into several pieces, and the dark concoction flowed down the white jade texture of the footsteps onto the ground paved with gold bricks.

The strong medicinal fragrance spread out, pungent and suffocating.

Before Su Mi could take back her outstretched hand, she stared blankly at Qi Taki leaning over.Because of this simple action, he coughed again.

"Your Majesty..." Su Mi put down her hand, but she didn't know how to persuade her, and glanced at the palace servants outside the palace.

At the moment when the gold plate fell, they knelt on the ground quickly and docilely, their movements were skillful and smooth, it seems... Su Mi smiled wryly, these days Qi Long often has such a temper.

She patted Qi Taki's back lightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, good medicine is good for the disease. If you don't drink the medicine, how can you recover?"

Qi Taki didn't speak, he raised his head, staring at the plate on the ground in a daze.

Su Mi could see that he originally wanted to wave the plate and the bowl of medicine far away together, but with all his strength, it just rolled over and fell to the side of the bed.

"Does Mi'er think I should drink the medicine?" He turned his head to stare at Su Mi, looked at her with a half-smile, and asked.

Su Mi was taken aback, she looked down at the medicinal juice spilled on her feet.According to her medical skills, she could tell that this bowl of medicine was just a simple bowl of wind-cold medicine for dispelling cold and relieving cough. The materials were expensive and the heat was appropriate. It was just for treating Qi Long's current symptoms, and there was nothing wrong with it.Even if Su Mi did it herself, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to prescribe a better medicine.

But she clearly saw something hazy, slowly condensing in the deepest part of Qi Taki's eyes.

Isn't it because of this bowl of medicine?What else could it be?
"Your Majesty, how can you recover if you don't take medicine?" Su Mi avoided his eyes and comforted him, "I'm still waiting for the day when the Emperor steps into the Shenwu Gate to accept the worship of all the people."

After the emperors of Daqi in the past dynasties returned from victorious battles, they would hold a ceremony of offering prisoners and offering sacrifices at Shenwumen, accepting the worship of all people, and displaying their martial arts.

Qi Long's expedition this time, purely in terms of purpose, was to destroy Nanchen and unify the world under the title of Daqi.Although there have been unpleasant twists and turns in the capital, it is precisely because of such twists and turns that a grand ceremony is urgently needed to calm the flustered and impetuous hearts and whitewash this glorious peaceful and prosperous age.It's a pity that Qi Taki has been sick and weak since his return, and he contracted a cold a few days ago, so the ceremony has been delayed.

Hearing Su Mi's words, Qi Taki's face showed a dazed look, and then it dimmed.After a while, he nodded lightly, leaned on the couch, and resumed his silent and powerless posture.

Su Mi gestured towards the outside.

There, the imperial doctor who just came in with the medicine had already finished the second bowl of medicine and stood still, waiting for the edict to be delivered, and when he saw Su Mi's signal, he hurried forward.

Su Mi picked up the jade bowl on top, she turned the spoon lightly, the silver spoon touched the top of the carved jasper bowl, making a slight crisp sound, especially loud in this unusually quiet hall.

As if trying to test the temperature of the medicine, Su Mi put a shallow spoonful of the medicine into her lips.

It was indeed a bowl of ordinary wind-cold medicine, without any tampering.Su Mi felt relieved.

"I haven't seen you for two years, Mi'er is still so considerate." Seeing her movements, Qi Long laughed softly.

Su Mi lowered her head, Qi Taki like this made her unable to figure it out, she was completely at a loss.

"My majesty praises you. My concubines wish they could be by the emperor's side all the time for the past two years, and serve him day and night." She could only say respectfully.

"In the past two years..." Qi Taki wanted to say something, but a series of coughs interrupted his words.

"Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry, let's talk after drinking the medicine." She said hastily.

Then feed the medicinal juice to Qi Long and drink it slowly.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, seeing Qi Long's face showing exhaustion, Su Mi said softly: "Your Majesty, you should sleep first."

"Well," Qi Taki nodded, lay back on the couch with infinite fatigue, and said, "You go back first, the journey is hard enough now, come back to serve tomorrow." He was already drowsy and half asleep passed.

"The concubine will come over to pay her respects tomorrow..." Su Mi said in a low voice, bowed and left.

Walking out of the Qianqing Palace, it was as if she had walked out of a stagnant shadow. She let out a long breath, exhaled all the stuffiness in her chest, and watched it turn into a cloud of white mist, floating in the air.

I don't know when outside, it started snowing again.

Everything was silent, except for the "rustling" sound of fine snow particles hitting the roof and corridors.

Su Mi looked back, under the gloomy weather, the outline of Qianqing Palace was blurred, but the majestic momentum was still compelling, like a giant beast that had been sitting here since ancient times.

Qi Taki's days are numbered.

Thinking of this irreversible fact, Su Mi felt very sad.

Is it because the most rational part of her is clearly reminding her that Qi Taki can't die at this time, and he can't just leave the whole country like a newborn baby to die, or is it because of the long-term companionship and ear-to-eye contact that makes Qi Taki feel like a newborn baby? Before she knew it, that young and proud figure had gradually occupied a place deep in her heart. Even if it had nothing to do with love, it still made her worry about it.

She can't explain all this clearly, she only knows that at this moment, her heart is like this stagnant shadow, like this fluttering snowflake in the wind, and she can't find any clarity.

She only knew that at this moment, she didn't want to see Qi Long like this, she didn't like to see it, she didn't want to see it, and she couldn't bear to see it.
The typhoid fever this time was nothing more than a minor illness, but the real cause of exhausting Qi Long's life lay in his heart, in his unbearable heart of being torn from the pinnacle of success by life.

When a person is desperate in his heart, he can no longer find the last one to rely on.

It's like a green plant. When it comes to winter, it will wither and die.

It's like Wei Qing'er three years ago.

The same loss, and... the same death.

In that same cold winter, she watched her best friend pass away with her own eyes, but now, she wants to watch another person who is equally close, even more intimate, slowly degenerate due to the same reason. into death.

He is her husband, no matter what purpose she came to him with, this cannot be denied or changed.Unless she dies, she will never be able to change this identity.

The color of the fog is misty, and the sound of snow falling.

"Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace." Mi Qing had already walked out of the corridor, holding an umbrella by the eaves.

Su Mi nodded lightly and stepped under the umbrella.

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