The imperial doctors were helpless and all waited outside solemnly.
Zhang Tianshi used his skills to temporarily stabilize the condition of the retired emperor, but if this continued, he would not be able to save the retired emperor's life.
The Empress Dowager and the Emperor had been married for many years, and they had never believed that his health could be so weak and that he could suddenly become so seriously ill.
But seeing Zhang Tianshi's solemn expression, she had to face the facts.
She said to the emperor and empress, "You should go down first. Birth, old age, sickness and death are beyond human control."
"Everyone relied on your Imperial Aunt before, as if life and death were a joke."
"Facing reality again now, although cruel, serves as a warning to you. Don't act recklessly again."
"As for your father, don't worry too much. He's a man who values his life the most. If he can really make it, he won't abandon you. If anything happens, life will go on. Don't be too sad."
The emperor burst into tears immediately, and it was the queen who took him out.
He really didn't expect that his father would suddenly become seriously ill, and his uncle and aunt didn't show up either. He wondered if something had happened to him too?
The emperor said, "I am willing to shorten my life by ten years, and I only wish that my father, my uncle, and my aunt will return safely and soon."
The Queen quickly covered his mouth and said, "How can your father and uncle be at peace with you if you behave like this?"
"The most urgent thing is to find the Emperor's uncle and aunt. I have a solution."
Xiao Jingyun quickly asked: "What method?"
The Queen said, "Remember that the Imperial Aunt had Yan Shu's remains buried? Why not dig them up and bring them back to the palace?"
"See if you can force Yan Shu out."
When the emperor heard this, he quickly said, "Yes, yes, I remember now. I'll ask Qing Yi to do it."
For a moment, the emperor seemed to have found his backbone and was no longer as panic-stricken as before.
…
Lin Yue found that the room was not warm anymore, so she wanted to add more firewood, only to find that there was no more firewood left.
Moreover, the door was frozen by snow, and it took her a lot of strength to push it open. The middle of her fingers were also scratched, but because she didn't see any bleeding at the time, she didn't care.
After going out, I found that the kitchen had been covered by heavy snow and nothing could be taken out.
The snow in the yard was waist-high and piled up onto the windowsill.
Apart from the towering branches in the distance, she couldn't even see a fallen leaf, let alone collect firewood.
Only one night, she returned to the room again, split up the tables, chairs and benches, and put them in the fireplace.
When the room warmed up again, she went to see Xiao Jingyun and found that he had already gotten up and was about to go out.
Lin Yue held him back and said, "It's frozen outside, where are you going?"
Xiao Jingyun said: "We won't be able to survive until dawn with just this firewood."
"I remember the kitchen ceiling is made of wood. I'll go and bring in whatever is usable."
Lin Yue said: "If there are not enough tables, chairs and benches, there are beds. If there are not enough beds, there are doors."
"You're already sick, how can you bear to go out again?"
Xiao Jingyun smiled and said, "I have a feeling that the more serious my illness becomes, the more restless Yan Shu will become."
"Don't worry, trust me."
After he finished speaking, he covered Lin Yue's body with his cloak and left without saying anything else.
After a while, he shoveled the snow out of the kitchen and brought in some usable dry firewood.
Also brought in were sweet potatoes frozen into ice cubes.
"Eat something later, don't be hungry."
After saying that, he brought in a pot of snow, boiled it, and poured it into the bowl to cool.
But at some point, the cloth on his wrist loosened, revealing a dark patch.
It's like burnt bones.
Just as Lin Yue was about to take a closer look, Xiao Jingyun wrapped the bandage again and said, "I don't feel anything anymore."
But Lin Yue saw that the flesh on his hand was dented, so she asked, "Are you wrapping it too tightly?"
Seeing this, Xiao Jingyun pulled down his sleeve to cover it, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow."
tomorrow?
Lin Yue asked curiously: "You also think Yan Shu can sense us, so why does it have to be tomorrow?"
"I really don't understand."
Xiao Jingyun hugged her and said, "Because I want to stay with you for one more night."
"Just this last night, okay?"
Lin Yue thought, there must be something strange about this.
Last night?
The food must have been eaten up and the firewood must have burned out.
Xiao Jingyun is already running a fever. He probably won’t be able to move tomorrow, right?
This is draining his vitality.
Lin Yue looked at Xiao Jingyun's sunken hand and said slowly, "Then let's wait until tomorrow."
Then she said to Xiao Jingyun, "Go to sleep. I'll call you when I've roasted the sweet potatoes."
Xiao Jingyun said: "I'll accompany you."
The two of them came to the fireplace, and Lin Yue roasted the sweet potatoes, watching the moisture inside the sweet potatoes being consumed bit by bit by the flames until there was no moisture at all.
She felt a little pain in her fingers, and when she looked down, she found that blood was slowly seeping out of her fingers, but the blood was black and had already dried.
The blood, which hadn't seeped out at all, continued to rub her wound like a sharp knife. The pain continued.
How could this be so strange?
At this moment, Xiao Jingyun beside her fell towards her shoulder. She quickly reached out to hold him, fearing that he would fall.
His forehead was covered in sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were dry and chapped from lack of water.
She quickly fed him some water and helped him to bed.
Xiao Jingyun's hands were tightly holding hers, not letting go.
The other hand reached under the pillow.
Lin Yue thought he thought the pillow was too low, so she took another one to prop it up for him.
Xiao Jingyun smiled and withdrew his hand, then asked Lin Yue, "Are you afraid?"
Lin Yue shook her head: "If he really has any purpose, it is nothing more than the system and cultivation."
"I can't get the system out either, so what else can he do?"
"If I don't want to cultivate immortality, what other options does he have?"
"I've never been afraid. I just think it's foolish of them to think they can control other people's thoughts."
Xiao Jingyun said: "It's good that you think so. Then I feel relieved."
Lin Yue went to get some sweet potatoes, gave half to Xiao Jingyun, and then fed him some water.
Just as she was about to add wood to the fireplace, the roof suddenly collapsed.
Countless snowflakes suddenly pressed down on her head. She felt a black screen in front of her eyes and passed out completely.
“Ayue…Ayue…”
"Don't sleep, wake up."
"Wake up, hold on, don't sleep..."
Lin Yue was in a daze when she felt a salty and fishy hand touching her face, and she quickly called her.
As soon as she opened her mouth, cold air rushed into her lungs and she couldn't help coughing.
Xiao Jingyun immediately moved above her, bent his back, and blocked the wind and snow for her.
She smelled the smell of blood and thought about how his hand seemed sticky, so she asked, "What happened to your hand?"
Xiao Jingyun said: "The gauze is too much of a bother, I'll tear it off."
"It's okay, I can still use my hands."
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