Will Ari let me die?
The imperial physician felt Su Qingli's pulse through the curtain, holding a thin rope. His expression was solemn as he said, "The Empress's illness is caused by a deep-seated emotional knot that has drained her of her energy and spirit. She needs to remain focused and recuperate for a long time, otherwise the consequences... will be disastrous."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xuechen's eyes were filled with regret and pain. She was so seriously ill, yet he still provoked her.
After pondering for a moment, he solemnly ordered, "Send all the best tonics in the Imperial Hospital's warehouse to Kunning Palace. Spare no expense and make sure the Queen's health is healed as soon as possible!"
After the imperial physician left, Fu Xuechen sat on the edge of the bed in fear, holding Su Qingli's cold hand and guarding her all night.
This one incident alone made him more determined to follow her wishes and not to make her unhappy again in the future.
Nothing is more terrible than losing her.
Everything she had been through was too painful and she needed him to heal her.
After a sleepless night and attending the morning court, Fu Xuechen rushed to Kunning Palace without stopping. However, when he entered the palace, there was no sign of Su Qingli.
His heart instantly rose to his throat. Just as he was about to ask the palace maid, he saw Su Qingli walking in with a soup bowl and a smile.
"Your Majesty has returned just in time. I personally prepared chicken soup for you. I put a lot of effort into it. Please try it while it's hot."
Fu Xuechen hurried forward to take the soup from her hand, and said with mixed feelings: "Ali, just let the palace maids do these things, why do you have to do it yourself?"
"I want to take care of you personally." Su Qingli smiled and poured him a bowl of soup, "Try it quickly."
"Okay." Fu Xuechen raised the corners of his lips.
This was the first time she made soup for him, so he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
But as soon as he took a bite, the smile on his lips froze instantly.
A spicy feeling burned from his tongue to his throat. Fu Xuechen, who always avoided spicy food, felt that this chicken soup was even more unbearable than the medicinal meal yesterday.
Seeing that he stopped drinking after taking a sip, Su Qingli asked, "What's wrong? Is it because I made it bad?"
Fu Xuechen shook his head and drank the chicken soup in the bowl as if he was ready to die.
The spiciness was like wildfire, and he choked and coughed repeatedly. His eyes turned slightly red and his tongue lost feeling.
Seeing this, Su Qingli stood up, patted his back, and asked softly, "Is it so hard to drink?"
Fu Xuechen raised his eyes, met her distressed gaze, and his breathing stopped.
Although he knew that she was torturing him on purpose, he was still dazed when he saw her deliberately acting out the heartache.
"It's not bad to drink. How can something made by A-Li be bad to drink?"
He raised his hand and filled several bowls for himself, and drank them all with an expressionless face, not leaving a drop.
Apart from the scarlet eye sockets, there was no other clue. It was as if he had drunk a pot of normal-tasting chicken soup.
Su Qingli stared at him, feeling mixed emotions. Fu Xuechen did not dodge, but looked back at her with his red eyes.
The hall was completely silent, with only the breathing of the two people as the sound.
After a long while, Su Qingli took the lead in looking away and said coldly, "It's boring."
Her eyes fell on the chicken soup that had been drunk up, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Fu Xuechen took her hand and placed it in his palm, and advised her earnestly, "Your body needs to be taken care of. Just leave these things to the imperial kitchen. You don't have to do it yourself. I will drink it all."
"Why do you have to drink it all?" Su Qingli deliberately put a lot of pepper in the chicken soup. Even people who can eat spicy food might not be able to stand it, let alone him who avoids spicy food.
"Ari, I want to make you happy."
Since she took pleasure in torturing him, he just had to grit his teeth and endure it.
After all, he owed her.
Su Qingli snorted coldly, her tone devoid of any warmth, only sarcasm, "You are truly not afraid of death."
Fu Xuechen stroked her hand, paused, and asked casually, "Then...will A-Li let me die?"
"If I ask you to die, will you die?" Su Qingli looked at him with a smile.
"Well..." Fu Xuechen lowered his eyes to hide the pain, and said gently: "Just give me some more time, wait for me to hand over this country to you safely."
Su Qingli suddenly pushed him away and stood up.
She straightened her back and turned around, tears splashing out with the force of turning, just like her broken heartstrings at this moment.
Fu Xuechen just raised his foot to touch her, but heard her coldly say: "Actually, you don't have to die, as long as you are willing to let me out of the palace."
His hand, which was stretched out in the air, suddenly froze. He never expected that she would ask to leave.
Is this to leave without any regrets after using him?
After a heartbeat, he supported himself on the table and slowly sat down. He was speechless for a long time because he couldn't accept it.
Su Qingli thought he agreed, so she raised her foot and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, just as he raised his foot, he heard his deep voice behind him, "Ali, do you know that people need to think about life..."
"I lost my parents at a young age, struggling to survive in this world all alone, like a floating duckweed with nowhere to rely on, constantly thinking about ending my life. Until I met you, I fought hard to win this position in the court in order to be worthy of you."
He choked, his voice becoming bitter and difficult.
"It's a pity... I don't know how to love someone. I hurt you so badly, and even went so far as to pretend to be Tan Xi to deceive your feelings. When you were willing to give me one last chance, I abandoned you and married someone else..."
Fu Xuechen shed two lines of clear tears, his eyes full of pleading, and he said in a broken voice: "I have made mistakes, and there is no way to refute them, but I still beg you to stay by my side and let me have a little thought. If you insist on leaving, then kill me with your own hands, which will also be a kind of perfection."
If she could live in peace, happiness and a long life, he would be willing to protect her from afar.
But now she is so weak that she might die at any moment. How can he let her go without worry?
Su Qingli listened and felt that he was forcing her for his own selfish reasons. The brief tenderness disappeared completely, leaving only cold clarity and disgust.
"Fu Xuechen, you are so selfish!"
After saying that, she raised her foot and walked outside.
At this moment, Fu Xuechen was seized by a severe abdominal cramp and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
Su Qingli wandered around the palace aimlessly, and when she returned she was bored, so she went straight to take a shower, change clothes, and go to bed.
Lying on the large phoenix couch, the space beside me was empty and cold, without the familiar smell and warmth.
The whole world was so silent as if she was the only one left. She opened her eyes numbly, tears flowing out like pearls from a broken string.
Faintly, she saw the figures of her mother and brother, with the kind smiles on their faces that she had longed for and could not believe, and they raised their hands to call her.
"Mother……"
"Brother..."
"I didn't mean to do that. I never wanted you to die..."
Exhausted, Su Qingli struggled between light sleep and wakefulness all night long. Chaotic thoughts kept flooding into her mind, torturing her limited energy.
After Fu Xuechen finished his government affairs, he forced himself to come see her despite his illness.
Seeing that her face was as pale as paper, he had to forcefully feed her the medicine prepared by the imperial physician.
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