Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Gu Shi continues to commit suicide
She had no other chips except the fetus in her belly, so she could only gamble.
Lingchuan half-lying on the bed, holding a mirror in his hand, muttering: I am not a ghost...
She pursed her lips and repeated it several times to herself.
She was not the kind of person who pretended to fall into the water to attract rescuers, then turned around and pushed the rescuers into the water.
If Qin Sizhao was implicated and killed by her, she would have no face to live in this world.
But now she can't leave the house, can't communicate with others, and no one can help her pass on messages.
She understood Gu Shi's personality. When he really didn't want to see anyone, he wouldn't see anyone.
She didn't think he was intentionally abusing her, he just wanted to find a place to hide away and avoid everything that was bothering him.
Even if he has no power and is just a commoner, he still has to find a cave to hide in from time to time.
If a person relies solely on his mortal body, he can never defeat a thousand people, but if he has power, things will be very different.
An old emperor who is dying and can die with a push can still kill hundreds of people, but there is nothing worthy of respect about this old emperor himself. If he is stripped of his dragon robe and thrown into the street, any beggar can kick him until he begs for mercy.
Gu Shi was no different; Lingchuan simply looked down on him.
She leaned her shoulders against the cold wall and shivered, so she stood up and walked around.
Lingchuan stood in front of the window, looking outside. It had rained during the day, but it was sunny at night. The moonlight was like water, and the ground was bright.
The ground paved with bluestone slabs was mixed with stagnant water and was teeming with mosquitoes like a tangled mess.
Aoba stood silently beside her, like a piece of furniture, and she couldn't feel whether she was alive or dead, or somewhere in between.
She was completely numb and couldn't concentrate on thinking.
"Aoba, I want to take a bath."
Qingye carefully massaged her back, and she felt her blood come alive again. After she skillfully applied a layer of fragrant essential oil on her, the bathing process was over.
Qingye put a thin nightgown on Lingchuan, and her skin was faintly visible under the gauze.
The clothes were smoked with cedar wood sprinkled with ambergris, and had a faint fragrance, which was the same smell on Gu Shi.
She turned back to look at Qingye and asked:
"Gu Shi refuses to come see me?"
Qingye didn't dare to say anything and just lowered his head.
"You've been to see him, haven't you? Come on and speak!"
She reached out and shook her shoulders
Qingye cried. She only made a few meaningless sobs but didn't dare to say a word. Instead, tears rolled down her face. Crying was the only resistance she could make.
Lingchuan let go of his hand and fell silent.
Somehow, crying is contagious, and Lingchuan also felt a little sour in his nose.
She wiped the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, held back all the tears, and said in a cold and hard tone:
"If he doesn't want to come, then don't come. What's there to cry about? Do I really need to beg him?"
For a moment, Lingchuan wanted to hug Qingye and cry bitterly, but she forced herself to hold back her tears because she didn't want Qingye to think that she was a concubine crying because she had lost favor.
She cried out of indignation. Lingchuan did not have any doubt about Gu Shi's love in her heart. Gu Shi's love was not worth her thinking about, let alone crying for it.
She angrily retorted that she was just a plant grafted onto Gu Shi.
So she struggled to strangle him. Looking up, she tried to reach a little bit of sunlight. Looking down, she tried desperately to take root in the soil.
The more she wanted to get rid of him, the more he wanted to imprison her in his body, and he was happy to be strangled and parasitized in this way.
The more he enjoyed it, the angrier she became.
Next to Gu Shi, she seemed unable to actively grasp anything. Qin Sizhao had given her a little pure kindness, but that kindness also disappeared from her fingertips like dew.
Gu Shi would take away everything from her. She gritted her teeth and hammered the table. As long as she was by his side, she would not be able to keep anything.
Amidst Qingye's sad cries, her anger did not come out of nowhere.
Lingchuan touched the tip of her nose helplessly. She couldn't even explain to Qingye her feelings that she couldn't express out loud. In her eyes, her anger was just a resentment of being out of favor.
But the more she couldn't express this love, the more it grew inside her.
She felt like she was about to fall in love with Qin Sizhao. The little mole at the corner of his eye became clearer and clearer, while Gu Shi's outline became blurred.
Lingchuan couldn't help but start missing Qin Sizhao. She didn't know whether he was no longer alive. She just began to want to commit suicide with him.
Seven days passed in a row and Gu Shi still didn't come.
Aoba finally couldn't help but talk to her.
"Your Majesty... I have been looking for His Majesty... every day for seven days! But..."
"He won't see you?"
Lingchuan asked breathlessly.
During these seven days, she had difficulty eating or drinking, and would vomit after eating. She also suffered from insomnia at night. She was so thin that she was almost unrecognizable. Her cheekbones were as thin as paper, but her eyes were never dim. Her eyelids were sunken and her eyeballs were slightly bulging, like black diamonds.
"Not only did he refuse to see me... he even had someone stand at the door, trying to get me to leave, and he even picked out some unpleasant things to say to me."
As Qingye spoke, he trembled with anger and tears began to fall again.
"Miss Qingye, I'm here to visit the Empress by order."
A sharp voice came from the door. Qingye trembled with fear and replied:
"Aunt Shaoyao... please come in..."
She was a middle-aged palace maid. She looked quite arrogant as she stood in front of Qingye. She came in and took a look around, as if a lion was inspecting its territory.
Lingchuan lay on the bed and rolled his eyes at her.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty will ascend the throne in seven days. His Majesty has asked me to bring you a message, saying that you can rest assured that you will still be the Empress."
"Your Majesty, have you killed anyone in the past few days..."
After hearing this, Qingye's eyelashes trembled with fear. She vaguely felt that Lingchuan was involved in a big event.
Lingchuan didn't care at all that her body was almost at its limit, she was only worried about Qin Sizhao's safety. She reached out to pull Shaoyao's sleeve.
"My lady, I am just a messenger, please don't make things difficult for me."
She just shook her hand away without leaving a trace, turned around and went to the study.
Gu Shi has been so busy with official duties these days that he has almost no time to worry about Lingchuan. He has almost become a spinning top.
But every time he fell asleep alone, the coldness in Lingchuan's eyes that made his scalp tingle and his back chill seeped into his body, disturbing his sleep.
He felt like he was being immersed in a river of love, and then suddenly being pulled out by a huge net, and his whole body was filled with coldness.
Gu Shi couldn't help but ask Shaoyao to tell him a message. He was afraid that Lingchuan would think that he didn't love her and would betray him even more recklessly.
"If your majesty wants to take anything, I will bring it all."
Shaoyao bowed politely.
"The Empress only asked whether Your Majesty had killed anyone in the past few days, and asked nothing else. I didn't dare to say anything more and hurried back."
Gu Shi’s face turned pale. He reached into his sleeve without leaving any trace and pinched his arm fiercely.
Lingchuan undoubtedly dealt him a heavy blow, causing his heart to plummet to the bottom.
He gritted his teeth. She really missed Qin Sizhao.
He really deserves to be killed.
"Okay, you can leave now. But you don't need to tell me anything about her. Just continue eating, dressing, and living as usual."
He tried hard to get rid of his desire for Lingchuan.
He wanted to completely put her behind him and crumple up all his jealousy, anxiety, and insecurity like waste paper.
Peony nodded in agreement.
With Gu Shi's words "food, clothing and other expenses as usual", she turned around and took the female doctor to Congcui Palace.
Lingchuan had suffered a great deal. When he saw the female doctor, he no longer dared to hide anything and stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
"I've been vomiting so much these past few days due to morning sickness that I can't eat anything."
The female doctor took out the Ginseng and Pinellia Pills from the medicine box and gave it to Lingchuan to take, saying:
"Your Majesty, take this three times a day and the vomiting will stop. I will prescribe you another prescription to regulate your body and the prince will be saved."
"All right……"
Lingchuan felt that he had suffered a great humiliation and had fallen into the tragic situation where he had to rely on the fetus to tie Gu Shi down.
She knew that as long as she stayed with Gu Shi, she would not be able to live a good life. She wanted to escape, maybe with Qin Sizhao, maybe with someone else, or maybe she would go alone.
It is possible that Qin Sizhao is already dead, and his ghost will come to her on the seventh day, accusing her in a bitter and bitter voice of how she shamelessly killed him.
At that time, she would let Qin Sizhao's ghost haunt her, and they would set out together to escape from this haunted place. As for where they would escape to, she didn't know.
She thought that Qin Sizhao might not be a good person. Maybe within three days of her eloping with him, she would be killed by Qin Sizhao, or she would kill Qin Sizhao herself.
Gu Shi might also send someone to kill them both.
But now, none of these can be taken into consideration, she just can't help but want to escape.
The medical skills of this female doctor were quite good. After taking the medicine, Lingchuan gradually felt that he could eat again, his facial features became slightly softer, and he had more strength in his body.
But she was still restless and worried.
Qingye fell silent again, not daring to ask anything. She just looked at Lingchuan with a pair of fearful eyes, as if she would be torn into pieces and turned into a pile of limbs at any time.
Lingchuan would quietly get up from the bed in the middle of the night and walk around the house nervously to see if Qin Sizhao's ghost had come.
She looked out the window and could only see the dim and bright moonlight, sprinkling on the smooth stone road like a layer of fine salt.
She felt that if Qin Sizhao died, his ghost would walk towards her step by step in the frosty moonlight.
He would extend his ghostly, insubstantial hand to her and tell her that he did not hate her, but only hoped that she would run away with him.
Sometimes she would hold a candle in the mirror at midnight to see if any ghosts would suddenly haunt her back.
But there is none!
Lingchuan gritted her teeth. If he was still alive, she would naturally be grateful to him, but if he was dead, why didn't he come to cause trouble?
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