Chapter 212 The Imperial Concubine Passes Away

The sound of swords clashing could be heard again outside Chongming Hall.

It was even more intense and louder than the previous one.

Inside the main hall.

Concubine Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood. Her internal organs were displaced by the kick, and the pain made her see black.

When she could see the blurry things clearly, she struggled to stand up and said with a crazy laugh, "My Lady, do you know that bad people will pay the price for doing good things?"

Song Lingyun lowered his eyes to look at the bloody mess on his hands and said in a deep voice, "The sword is poisoned."

But it was not a question, but an affirmative tone.

"Hahahahaha." Concubine Jiang looked like she had gone mad. Her eyes were cold and vicious, and the corners of her mouth curved into a seductive arc. "I smeared a deadly poison on it. It will definitely take effect in a short while!"

Hearing this, it was as if a thunder exploded in Pei Tingyue's mind.

She was so frightened that she almost lost half of her soul.

Her legs went weak and she almost couldn't hold Xiao Si steady.

"No…"

Fortunately, Yun Shu and Yun Zheng supported her in time.

Pei Tingyue handed Xiao Si to them and was about to go forward to help the imperial concubine.

But it was too late, just like before.

The tall figure in front of him slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing from his mouth.

"Lingyun!"

"My Lady!"

"Empress!"

Pei Tingyue suddenly lost his strength and watched thick blood flowing out of the man's mouth.

The blood is so bright.

It's too glaring.

At this moment, she was extremely confused.

Pain, crying, or other heart-wrenching emotions have not yet surged up.

Pei Tingyue had only one thought in her mind; she was just thinking.

How can that be?

How can that be?

How could her mother, the Major General of the Northern Frontier, the one and only Song Lingyun, fall here?

It's only one step away.

She was just one step away from going home.

She returned to the place she had been thinking about day and night.

how so?

how so?

Last night they were still fantasizing about the future together.

She hadn't seen her horse, Lingfeng, yet, she hadn't seen her parents and subjects, she hadn't seen Zhouzhou grow up, she hadn't...

"No-"

When he regained consciousness, Pei Tingyue noticed that his face was wet and he roared in his throat.

Xie Chenping held Song Lingyun in his arms and called her a few times. Seeing no response, he carried her straight out of the hall.

Pei Tingyue got up from the ground, followed numbly, took two steps, and leaned back straight.

"Empress!"

"Empress Defei!"

“…”

Outside the palace, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, blood flowing like a river, and the scene was in chaos.

Xie Chen shouted coldly: "Azhao!"

King Xuan, who was fighting, heard the shout and quickly dealt with the people in his hands and came over here.

"My brother is here."

Xie Chen hugged Song Lingyun and gritted his teeth as he ordered, "Cut a path for me. I want to go to Xinghua Pavilion."

Xinghua Pavilion is where the imperial physician of Quanzhou Palace resides.

King Xuan's eyes flashed, and he stared at Song Lingyun, who was motionless in his arms, with red eyes.

"this…"

Xie Chen scolded him: “Hurry up!”

King Xuan finally came back to his senses and called out a few names. Several people gathered here and kept swinging their swords.

Pei Zhiye was also among them. Looking at the unconscious Pei Tingyue behind him, he took the opportunity to ask, "What happened to the queen?"

Yun Shu cried and shook her head, "The Queen was so angry that she fainted."

Pei Zhiye felt relieved.

After wiping his face, he continued to hack and kill the man in black.

Finally fought his way out.

By the time they arrived at the Xinghua Pavilion, Song Lingyun was already breathing weakly.

Xie Chen held her hand and said, "It's okay. Judge Xia will be here soon."

Song Lingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

She turned her head, as if looking for someone.

As if sensing something, Pei Tingyue woke up at this moment.

After regaining consciousness, tears continued to flow.

Xie Chen's eyes were bloodshot. He stood up and wiped her tears, saying, "Ling Yun has something to tell you."

The tears flowed more violently and flowed down the corners of my eyes.

Pei Tingyue still didn't believe it.

"No…"

Xie Chen's throat rolled, and his voice was hoarse as it could be: "We must let her go in peace."

Pei Tingyue walked to the bed with tears in her eyes.

She took Song Lingyun's hand and placed it on her face, "My Lady."

Song Lingyun wanted to say something, but his eyes were already difficult to open, his eyeballs were dull and lifeless, and then he closed his eyes.

Only the faint rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.

Pei Tingyue burst into tears: "My Queen!"

Judge Xia arrived quickly, took the patient's pulse, and sighed, "The poison has already entered the heart. There's nothing we can do."

Pei Tingyue excitedly grabbed Xia Yuanpan's collar and said, "You have a solution, right? You are the most powerful doctor in Daqi, how could you not save the queen?"

Judge Xia shook his head: "I feel guilty."

Pei Tingyue pleaded like a cornered animal: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! You must have a way!"

Judge Xia just shook his head and said nothing.

Everyone in the museum understood and had different expressions.

Xie Chen stood by the window, silent for a long time.

King Xuan's eyes were red as he drew his sword and went out to kill the enemy.

Pei Tingyue lay beside the couch, crying bitterly.

Xiao Si was crying too.

Empress Cui blamed herself: "Jiang...I am sorry to the Imperial Concubine..."

Bai Shuang, Yun Shu and Yun Zheng were standing a little further away, all crying silently.

In the end, Judge Xia gave the injection.

Said it was the last time we met.

After waiting for a long time, Song Lingyun finally woke up slowly.

She moved her eyes and saw Pei Tingyue with red and swollen eyes. She wanted to raise her arm to wipe her tears, but she had no strength and her arms suddenly fell down.

"Tingyue...don't...cry..."

Pei Tingyue wanted to smile in front of her.

In the end, I couldn't help sobbing.

Song Lingyun's voice was soft, like the mist that was about to dissipate, "You...you are fine...fine..."

Pei Tingyue's voice in his throat became louder.

My heart felt like it was torn apart.

It hurts so much.

She couldn't breathe.

Song Lingyun looked around the hall and finally said, "Look... the boat..."

Yun Shu and Yun Zheng understood and placed Xiao Si next to her.

Song Lingyun turned his head with difficulty, looked at Xuetuanzi, and smiled gently.

Xie Chen turned around and looked at her straight.

Song Lingyun also looked at him, she could only make vague sounds,

“……,……”

If you listen carefully, you will hear the word "no regrets".

She slowly closed her eyes.

"Your Highness..."

“Lingyun…”

For a moment, the hall was filled with crying.

Pei Tingyue looked at the silent man on the couch, his eyes became blurry, he couldn't breathe, and fainted again.

August 15th, the fifth year of Xining.

Mid-Autumn Festival is the day of family reunion.

Imperial Concubine Song died while rescuing the emperor at the age of twenty-four.