Flower Tomb and Heart Grave
"Xian Niang, I...can't...do it anymore."
It wasn't long.
Su Juanrou actually fainted in Bo Xiangqian's arms, "But if I could die at Qianniang's hands, even if I die again, I would be happy and have no complaints. But I'm afraid... I'm afraid that God won't give me this opportunity.
Qian Niang...
After I die, you can tell them not to bury me anywhere else, but in Qianniang's heart."
Bo Xiangqian looked at Su Junrou, who was barely breathing in her arms, and couldn't help but laugh.
However, the moist tone at the corner of her lips, mixed with the hot, sticky and attractive fragrance that emanated from between her lips and teeth, ironed Su Junrou's sickly face that was already dying, making Su Junrou feel a little itchy and hot on his face, and the saliva under his lips and tongue made him feel as if he had come back to life.
But Bo Xiangqian suddenly pinched Su Juanrou's neck, exerting force secretly, and said with a strange sneer, "Since Your Majesty loves Qianniang so deeply, Qianniang will not let Your Majesty go. Why not wait until Your Majesty passes away and return to heaven? Qianniang will go to the Imperial Garden and personally pick some of Your Majesty's favorite flowers for Your Majesty, and personally build a beautiful, dazzling and gorgeous flower tomb for Your Majesty. What do you think of Qianniang's idea?"
Su Juanrou pursed her thin lips slightly and took a half-dead breath, "Oh. The flower tomb is great. I've suffered loneliness and neglect all my life. I finally met someone who was so close to me and knew my feelings, but she was snatched away by God so early. If I hadn't met Qianniang, I would have wanted to die long ago. Now, after I die, I can be buried in the flower tomb mound that Qianniang built for me. I... cough cough... even if I die... it's... it's worth it."
"Oh, Your Majesty, do you really want to be buried in the flowery tomb that Qianniang built for you?
Bo Xiangqian's tears fell, one drop after another, sliding down Su Juanrou's face. "But Qianniang and Your Majesty have a tacit understanding and a heart-to-heart talk. Your Majesty, how can Qianniang bear to lose you? If Your Majesty is gone in the future, how can Qianniang hold on in this deep palace?
Your Majesty, you must not die like this!
Woohoo…
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, if you must die.
It would be better to let Qianniang die first.
Anyway, His Majesty is dead, and Qianniang doesn't want to live anymore! Wuuuu... Wuuuuu..."
Su Juanrou, however, cried bitterly as she hugged Bo Xiangqian and buried her head in her arms, almost hurting and crushing Bo Xiangqian's already seriously ill, petite and fragile body. "No! Mother Qian, please let me die first. I'm so tired of living now.
You'd better let me die, Qianniang, don't stop me! Just fulfill my wish!
I just want to die now.
Remember you promised me that you would do this after I died.
If you want me to be buried in the flowery grave you built for me, I will be content even if I die!"
But Bo Xiangqian suddenly burst into tears, "No! Your Majesty, please let Qianniang die first! If Your Majesty dies, only Qianniang will be alive. It would be better for Qianniang to die with Your Majesty!"
Bo Xiangqian tugged at Su Junrou's arm and pulled desperately, shaking Su Junrou's head and nearly breaking his bones. "Your Majesty, I beg you. Please let me die first! If you really want to die, then let me die before you. I have no other requests from you, Your Majesty. I only hope that after I die, you can still think of me occasionally in your heart. Then I will not have lived in vain and will be satisfied."
Su Junrou cried and hugged Bo Xiangqian's forehead. Their foreheads pressed tightly together, like a pair of star-crossed mandarin ducks teased and bullied by God. Tears and snot tangled together as she cried in a mess, "No, Qianniang, you can't die. I can't bear to let you go! If you have to die, let me die first. As the king of a country, I should die before you.
I can promise you anything else.
But when it comes to death, why does Qianniang have to argue with me?
Haven't I treated you well enough? You're even trying to fight me for your own death?
Qianniang, stop arguing.
No matter what, I must die before you.
I... never want to endure the same pain and grievance as when I lost Xirui.
Qianniang, please help me.
Is it okay?
Just grant me your wish this time and let me die first, okay?"
Su Juanrou's face was as hot as the sunset clouds, and her lips were gradually becoming dry and cracked.
Bo Xiangqian still refused to let Su Junrou go, "No, Your Majesty, let Qianniang die first! Your Majesty is a true dragon who descended to the earth and is worth a million gold. Qianniang's death is not a pity, but Your Majesty must not die!
Qianniang begs Your Majesty to let Qianniang die first!
But I hope that Your Majesty will take in a new concubine and favor a new person in the future.
It would be a great honor for Qianniang not to forget this old friend.
If Qianniang cannot accompany Your Majesty and serve him in the future.
Please recall this, Your Majesty.
These few drops of tears that Qianniang shed for Your Majesty today are as precious as blood and sweat.
Qianniang was already moved to tears by gratitude.
His Majesty……
Please just let me... die!"
Su Juanrou shook her head suddenly, "No... No way! Qianniang, you must not die. If I have to die, I must die first. As long as I am still alive, it will not be your turn to get ahead of me."
Qianniang cried even harder and more sadly, "No! Your Majesty, Qianniang does not want Your Majesty to die. Please let Qianniang die first, let Qianniang die in Your Majesty's place!"
Su Juanrou burst into tears, "No! Let me die first!"
Qianniang's eyes were filled with tears. "No! Let Qianniang die first!"
Su Juanrou requested again, "Let me die first!"
Qianniang still refused, "Let Qianniang die first!"
"I will die first!"
"Xian Niang dies first!"
…
"If not! Then let's just die together!" Su Junrou.
"Die together?" Bo Xiangqian.
"Well, let's die together!" Su Junrou.
"Okay, since Your Majesty said he wants to die with Qianniang, then Qianniang will accompany Your Majesty to die!" Bo Xiangqian.
"Xi Niang..." Su Junrou cried.
"Your Majesty..." Bo Xiangqian cried.
Then.
There was dead silence in the Good Marriage Hall.
The wind outside the gate suddenly stopped and no longer blew into the hall.
Only two half-open doors of the hall remained.
A slight creaking sound...
It echoes quietly with the gentle breeze.
However.
Suddenly.
"Your Majesty, a bowl of hot and fragrant red date soup is here!"
Su Junrou's personal eunuch Wang Xixi walked in from the courtyard of Liangyuan Palace, holding a bowl of warm sun smoked red date soup in his hand, and with a smile on his face like a puppy wagging its tail.
But when he walked outside the door of the Liangyuan Hall, he saw from afar Su Junrou and Bo Xiangqian entangled with each other, hugging each other tightly, as if they had just experienced a horrific, heartbreaking, and painful separation. Even their clothes were soaked with sweat. They were hugging each other in a mess, looking very weak and embarrassed. Scared, Wang Xixi quickly gave the red date soup to the eunuch beside her, and hurried to check Su Junrou and Bo Xiangqian's breath.
Wang Xixi placed her fingers outside Su Junrou and Bo Xiangqian's nostrils. After a moment, a relieved smile finally appeared on her face. "It's good that they're still breathing. Otherwise, what would have happened? I'm lucky I got back just in time, the ministers are so kind, and the chefs in the imperial kitchen are very efficient. If they had been delayed any longer, it would have been a disaster."
After saying that.
"Come here, what are you still standing there for! Come quickly and carry His Majesty and the Imperial Concubine to the palace couch!"
Wang Xixi quickly asked for help. Several people carried Su Junrou and Bo Xiangqian around the stairs and tables and placed them both behind the bead curtain of the Liangyuan Hall. On the bed, which was more magnificent and extravagant than an ordinary bed, there was no need to look at other furnishings or potted plants.
You can roughly tell from the position and style of this bed.
How extravagant and licentious Su Junrou, the dog emperor, is in his daily life.
He doesn't like to eat vegetarian food or chant Buddhist scriptures, he only likes to kill and set fires.
But Su Juanrou, the dog emperor, neither likes to eat vegetarian food nor likes to kill or set fire to things.
He just happens to be fond of these immoral acts of love between men and women.
now……
He had this ending.
That's probably God's will...it's what he deserves.
But sometimes...
But fate just happens to like people like him.
Those who should die don’t die, and those who shouldn’t die are living well.
After Wang Xixi carried Su Junrou and Bo Xiangqian to the palace bed.
I was just about to call the imperial physician.
Bo Xiangqian slowly woke up, raised her head lazily and tiredly, and opened her eyes.
"Hey, isn't this Eunuch Wang? Didn't you go and tell the ministers to come back for the morning court? How come you're back so soon, Eunuch Wang?" Bo Xiangqian leaned against Su Junrou and said to Wang Xixi with a chuckle, "Just right, are all the ministers back? Your Majesty seems a little overworked and tired. Could you please excuse me, Eunuch Wang, and let the ministers go home? I'll tell Your Majesty when he feels better."
Wang Xixi and Bo Xiangqian looked at the rosy red lips and eyes, which seemed to be much better than when they left. They smiled secretly in their hearts and hurried forward to flatter her, saying, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. The ministers heard that Your Majesty did not attend the morning court because of Your Majesty's illness. They are all worried about whether Your Majesty is seriously ill. They also specifically asked this servant to tell Your Majesty that Your Majesty should take good care of Your Majesty and must not let Her illness worsen.
What's happening outside is a national affair.
The matter of His Majesty and the Imperial Concubine is also a matter of national importance. Regardless of whether the disease is difficult to treat or not, it cannot be delayed any longer."
As Wang Xixi spoke, she asked the eunuch behind her to quickly bring over the bowl of red date soup with warm sun and smoke, and handed it to Bo Xiangqian, "Look... Your Majesty, look at this bowl of red date soup in my hand. The ministers specifically instructed me to go to the imperial kitchen to prepare it for you, Your Majesty. The name of this red date soup is 'Warm Sun and Smoke', which means that after drinking this bowl of red date soup, your body will feel as if it is being bathed in the sun, and your whole body will feel warm. Once the qi and blood are activated, you will naturally generate vitality, just like the flowers in spring, full of vitality and beauty.
It is most suitable for a noble and charming lady like you, the Imperial Concubine. I have now smoothly handed this bowl of red date soup to you, the Imperial Concubine, and have completed the ministers' instructions to me."
Bo Xiangqian held the red date soup, gently placed it under her lips and nose, sniffed it, then looked up and smiled, "Hmm, this bowl of red date soup smells quite good. It can be said that the ministers have some conscience. It is really troublesome for the eunuch to run back and forth for His Majesty and me."
Wang Xixi smiled and turned to look at Su Juanrou, who seemed to be asleep lying next to Bo Xiangqian. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. Since His Majesty hasn't woken up yet, I won't bother you any further. I'll have to trouble Your Majesty to look after His Majesty. I'll take my leave now."
Bo Xiangqian raised her eyes and sipped on the bowl of red date soup, glancing at Wang Xixi with a faint smile, "Eunuch, please rest assured. Your Majesty is doing well here with me. Tell the ministers not to worry about your Majesty and me. I will definitely serve your Majesty well."
Wang Xixi stole another glance at Su Juanrou, who was lying next to Bo Xiangqian. "Yes, I'll take my leave now! Long live His Majesty, and may the Imperial Concubine be well and safe."
Bo Xiangqian smiled softly and blinked, "Well, Eunuch Wang, take care. I won't see you off."
"Your Majesty, red date soup..."
Bo Xiangqian held the bowl of red date soup in her hand and looked at Su Junrou meaningfully, "I'm afraid it's not Qianniang who needs to drink it now, but Your Majesty, you need to replenish your body. Otherwise, how can you satisfy Qianniang in the future?"
"Heh...!"
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