Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 178 Her "dying" last words
"Jiu Que, if I'm gone, can you not marry another woman?"

"No, no, I don't think this is okay, it seems that I am too selfish, then wait until I die for three years before continuing!"

"Well, the biggest regret in my life is that I didn't spend the night with you."

"Why should I die at such a young age?"

"Qingyuan, do you still remember the vegetable garden I planted in the princess mansion? If you want to eat after I go, you can pick whatever you want."

"By the way, whoever of you can help me tell Feng Yinyin that I will burn half of the money I earn every year in the future. After all, I am his partner, and he can control the rest."

……

Lying on the bed "dying", Qing Yan Ge Sui Sui read for almost a cup of tea, but she had no other symptoms except profuse blood.

Jiu Que looked at the tissue paper on the ground covered with blood, and the clear water in the golden basin was as red as red ink. He only felt the blood scorching his eyes, so he pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice, "Why is the imperial doctor?" Still not coming?"

Qingyuan wiped the blood under her nose for Qing Yange, and explained aloud: "Because the imperial doctor lives in the post station, the post station is still some distance away from us, the guard Cen has already picked it up in person, I believe it will be soon." Will be there."

Jiu Que stood on the spot and paced back and forth, staring at the increasingly pale face, only feeling a slight pain in his heart.

He had never felt this way when he was facing the enemy army on the battlefield before.

"Jiu Que~ Come closer, I want to take a good look at your face before I leave." Qing Yange's pale, thin lips like white paper slightly parted, she said weakly.

"You'll be fine." Jiu Que's face was slightly cold, but he still reassured.

He took the handkerchief from Qingyuan's hand, "I'll do it."

After saying that, he sat where Qing Yuan had just been sitting, held a handkerchief condescendingly, and gently wiped the blood under Qing Yange's nose, as if caring for a porcelain doll with care.

Qing Yange looked at this handsome face so close at hand, and smiled gratifiedly: "Fortunately, it was you who was by my side before I left."

When Jiu Que heard this sentence, his expression was complicated, and he handed the completely red handkerchief to Qing Yuan, "Change."

Qing Yuan immediately took another clean handkerchief to Jiu Que.

Jiu Que wiped the blood again with a handkerchief.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry old... I'm late." Finally, a voice of heaven came from outside the door.

Jiu Que immediately looked up.

He only watched Cen Bin fly into the wing room with a dying imperial physician on his back, he put the imperial physician down, and immediately said, "Quick, go show the princess."

The imperial doctor took the medicine box from Cen Bin's hand, and walked to the front of the bed with big strides. He bowed slightly to Qing Yange and Jiu Que, then methodically took out the silk thread and handed it to Jiu Que. The silk thread is wrapped around the princess' wrist."

Jiu Que took the silk thread and quickly tied it.

The imperial physician held his breath and concentrated, feeling the pulse seriously.

The whole house was very quiet, and everyone was waiting for the result.

Only the one on the bed.

"Doctor, am I going to die?"

"Doctor, how many days do you have to take care of my funeral?"

"Since I'm going to die, I can't die in southern Xinjiang. I want to go to Jiangnan where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant."

"Doctor, you—"

"Quiet." Jiu Que finally couldn't help but reprimanded softly.

Qing Yange closed her mouth in aggrieved manner, her eyes full of accusations, it seemed that crystal clear tears would burst out of her eyes in the next second.

Jiu Que sighed and said softly, "After the imperial doctor's results come out, I will do whatever you want."

Qing Yange immediately showed a bright smile, "It's a deal."

However, the moment she lowered her eyes, there was a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

Jiu Que's hands hidden in the wide sleeves had already clenched into fists, and his fists trembled uncontrollably.

Once again, the wing room fell into an unprecedented tranquility, as if a pine needle could be heard clearly when it hit the ground.

Finally, as long as a day and night passed, the imperial doctor let out a sigh of relief and said: "Princess, this is caused by qi and blood rebellion, spleen deficiency and lung heat."

"Then is there any help?" Qingyan Geqiqi asked Aiai.

The imperial doctor smiled and said, "Princess, your nosebleed is just because of getting angry."

"On fire?!" Qingyange and Qingyuan said in unison, both of them were surprised.

"What kind of food did the princess eat that caused her to get angry?" the imperial doctor asked.

Qing Yuan immediately replied: "The princess has been eating lychees non-stop for the past few months!"

The imperial doctor suddenly realized, "No wonder the princess's body is so angry, and her symptoms are more serious than ordinary people. It turns out this is the reason."

"Then how to treat it?" Qing Yuan asked anxiously.

"The princess must have a light diet recently. Now, please move the princess to sit on the chair, tilt her head up, and soak her feet in hot water to stop the bleeding." The imperial doctor suggested.

Hearing this, Jiu Que immediately picked up Qing Yange and put her on the wooden chair, her thin lips parted slightly: "Look up."

Qing Yange immediately obediently followed suit.

Qing Yuan left the room with small steps, "I'll go and see if there's hot water."

After a while, Qing Yuan ran in with a pot of steaming hot water, "Here we come, here we come, the kitchen is just boiling water to prepare the chicken, luckily the chicken didn't go into the pot!"

Light smoke song: "..."

Dare she become the "chicken" that got rid of the pot?

Qingyuan didn't pay attention to the obstacle under her feet because she was anxious, and accidentally staggered and threw the basin in her hand.

"careful!"

Cen Bin raised his voice and shouted, and came to Qing Yuan in a flash, supported her body that was about to fall, and turned around to pick up the pot of hot water, only to realize that it was too late.

Jiu Que hugged Qing Yange away from the wooden chair at the critical moment, narrowly dodging the pot of hot water in front of him.

"Wow!" The hot water spilled all over the floor, even the place where Qing Yange was sitting just now was emitting a clear and curling heat.

Jiu Que held Qing Yange in his arms, and a trace of frost fell on Qing Yuan's cold eyes, and ordered: "Re-burn the pot."

"Yes...slave...go right away." Qing Yuan shrank her head, replied stutteringly, and immediately went to do it.

……

"Jiu Que, people also want to eat meat." Qing Yange stared straight at the twelve exquisite dishes in front of Jiu Que, nine meat, two vegetarian dishes, and one soup.

The nutrition is balanced, the ingredients are rich, and the color, fragrance and taste are complete.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the bowl of clear porridge in front of her, with a small plate of pickled vegetables beside it, the contrast between the two compartments was extremely shabby.

"No." Jiu Que refused without hesitation.

Qing Yange stared at the clear soup in the bowl pitifully, got up and took the bowl and was about to leave, "Then I'll go back to the side room to eat."

As the saying goes, out of sight is out of mind.

Jiu Que's bright red thin lips raised lightly, "If you don't want me to distribute your lychees, just sit here and eat."

Qingyange's ass that was just hanging in the air fell down again, and complained: "Jiu Que, you tortured me like this on purpose!"

A gleam of light flashed across Jiu Que's cold eyes, "If not, how can you have a long memory?"

(End of this chapter)