As soon as the sedan chair stopped in front of Liuzhu Pavilion, Song Heng saw a golden ball running out. However, he no longer heard the lively and lovely "Brother Heng" as before, but a crying voice of "What should I do, what should I do?"
Princess Rushuang clutched Song Heng's sleeves tightly, her entire body trembling. "Brother Heng, I had a dream yesterday. I saw those scum chasing Doctor Jiang. They were so vicious..."
Song Heng was stunned. Yes, Ru Shuang was no longer the innocent princess living in the palace. She went to the cruel battlefield in person and witnessed the fighting and brutality of life with her own eyes. What's more, the soldiers of Liudan Kingdom were even more violent and wanton.
"What should I do, what should I do..." Ru Shuang's eyes were lifeless, and her lips were pale. "I saw it, I saw Doctor Jiang calling me..."
"We will find it," Song Heng could only patiently coax Ru Shuang: "Brother has already sent elite soldiers to look for it."
"Doctor Jiang is a highly skilled doctor and a very astute person," Song Heng said patiently, "Rushuang, you must believe that Doctor Jiang is blessed by fate, right? Rushuang?"
As Song Heng spoke, he helped Princess Ru Shuang into the room, only to find that the room was in a mess. The ceramic cups on the table were smashed to pieces and scattered on the ground, with tea and tea leaves spilled all over the floor.
The maidservant hurried forward to clean up, but Ru Shuang just sat stiffly on the chair and muttered, "Brother, do you know how terrifying those scum are to people? I once saved a wounded soldier, and his intestines were all…"
"Rushuang!" Song Heng hurriedly called out to Song Rushuang. He knew more than anything; he had even witnessed even more brutal massacres. He knew that if Rushuang continued to think about this, she would almost go crazy. "Think about it. Think about when Imperial Doctor Jiang taught you medicine, and think about when you ate the cakes you made together... hm?"
He wants to guide you to think about beautiful things, just like he guides himself.
He not only empathized with Ru Shuang's emotions at the moment, but even felt worse than her.
As he watched Chen Shuang tumbling down from the pavilion, he felt as if he was instantly falling into endless darkness, suffocating, with no way to retreat.
When Chen Shuang fell to the ground, there was a "bang" sound, like a heavy hammer, shattering all the dreams he had woven in the past and hoped for in the future.
Then, there was an endless sleep.
His face looked the same, his breathing was still there, but he didn't open his eyes, didn't make a sound, and didn't move at all.
Ru Shuang seemed to be feeling better, and just sat there quietly in a daze.
Song Heng quickly asked someone to prepare lunch. It looked like Ru Shuang hadn't eaten much.
That afternoon, he watched Ru Shuang as if she was immersed in her own world, chattering on and on about her past with Doctor Jiang.
Those little sweet moments, those little companionships, those little teasings, those little jokes, or the tacit understanding of each other's feelings when their eyes meet on the battlefield, or the comfort of supporting each other when they are in trouble...
Song Heng was listening and responded in a gentle voice.
He also felt that he was immersed in his own world, memories and every bit of Chen Shuang.
The table was full of delicious food, and the aroma was everywhere, but neither of them picked up their chopsticks. One was talking, and the other was listening.
When the moon hung over the treetops, Ru Shuang finally fell asleep peacefully. Before falling asleep, she suddenly seemed to come to her senses and grabbed Song Heng's sleeve, asking again: "Brother Heng, Doctor Jiang will come back, right?"
Just like he asked himself repeatedly in his heart: Chen Shuang, you will wake up, right?
"Yeah, I will." He said gently.
"Thank you, Brother Heng." Ru Shuang responded, and finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Song Heng hadn't slept for almost a whole day and night. He couldn't wait to see Chen Shuang. Yes, Chen Shuang had woken up and was said to have remembered everything.
I don’t know what gift Song Yu brought to Chen Shuang on behalf of Duan Xiao today.
He closed his eyes. He had no right to ask, but he couldn't help but think about it.
I remember everything...
What does it mean?
He dragged his tired body to Chenxiang Pavilion. She should be asleep by now. Even though he had seen her sleeping face thousands of times, he wanted to go and see her today.
But just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard the sound of a dagger falling, and the cold sound was infinitely amplified in the darkness.
He quickly turned around and saw Ru Shuang kneeling on the bed with her eyes blank. The thin moonlight shone on her pale face. Liquid was flowing on her hands, like a thin snake crawling slowly in the dark night.
Song Heng rushed over in surprise. The blood on his hands dripped onto the bed sheet and onto the floor. Song Heng hurriedly shouted, "Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician!"
No sleep all night.
The imperial physician guarding the palace came in a hurry, and Ru Shuang fell into a deep sleep again. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream to her.
The imperial physician whispered to Song Heng, "The princess is too anxious and nervous. I'm afraid she might be suffering from some 'hysteria'. But the person who caused the trouble must be the one to untie it..."
But the whereabouts of the person who tied the bell are still unknown.
The next day, Song Heng remembered that it was dark last night and the maid had not yet changed the blood-stained bed sheet. He carried the still unconscious girl to the side couch and called the maid to change the bed. He said, "Tell everyone that the princess is unwell and burn the bed sheet."
After putting Ru Shuang back on the bed, he just felt a little dizzy. He hadn't rested for too long and couldn't hold on any longer, so he lay on the table and took a nap.
Before going to bed, he vaguely remembered that Chen Shuang had slept like this a long time ago. He got up in the middle of the night to check on her, and she was still sleeping soundly, sleeping until dawn.
But he did not sleep soundly. He woke up immediately, asked Ah Fu to send someone to look after Ru Shuang, and then went to Chenxiang Pavilion immediately.
He still wanted to see her and couldn't wait any longer.
When we were almost at the Chenxiang Pavilion, we saw Xiao Ning supporting Concubine Liu De, who seemed to have just come out of the Chenxiang Pavilion.
"Long live Your Majesty." Concubine Liu De humbly stepped aside of the gravel road to make way for Song Heng.
Song Heng responded and was about to continue walking, then turned around and asked, "Is she... okay?"
Even though he didn't come to find her, wouldn't she be willing to take the initiative to look for him?
"Even if I don't go, why don't you come?" (Zi Jin, "Zheng Feng" in the Book of Songs)
She met Song Yu yesterday.
Was it Duan Xiao’s gift, or the restored memory, that made her... different?
Song Heng found that his hands behind his back were trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but clench them.
Concubine Liu De was silent for a moment: "I am not quite sure..."
Song Heng's eyes darkened. How could he not know after seeing it? But he did not ask any more questions. He still went to see it himself.
No matter what the outcome is.
"Your Majesty!" Concubine Liu De suddenly called Song Heng from behind, and Song Heng paused.
"Your Majesty, could you please listen to me for a few words?" Concubine Liu De hesitated, but finally said firmly, "Yes, it's about Sister Shuang'er."
Song Heng remained silent. Concubine Liu De continued, as if mustering great courage: "I have always treated Concubine Mu like a younger sister. This time, as her elder sister, I dare to say a few words on her behalf!"
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