Will you die soon?
"It's bad, Your Majesty! We were struck by lightning while escorting Zhou Shi!"
The Imperial Astronomical Observatory nodded meaningfully and shook the copper bell in his hand: "The one who attracted the thunder has left."
The emperor looked at the guards who came running to ventilate.
The guard nodded: "Yes, Zhou Shi is dead. But..."
Xiao Zhaoming lowered his eyes and was about to go back home, but the thunder was too loud, so the emperor allowed him to go back later.
I didn't expect it to happen so soon...
No one knows what he is thinking, and no one cares.
The guard said: "When the subordinates and others were escorting, a woman who claimed to be Zhou Shi's daughter followed all the way. When the thunder struck, she rushed towards Zhou Shi and also... died."
Everyone was surprised.
"!"
"Where are the people?"
The guard rolled his eyes, swallowed his saliva and continued, "After Zhou Shi died, the thunder stopped, and now the palace servants are carrying the person away."
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect Zhou Shi's daughter to be so affectionate and righteous."
Everyone sighed.
How kind he is to choose to stand up to his father who had killed him at the critical moment of life and death.
"The father's anger is like thunder striking a rotten tree, and the son's bend is like a vine protecting a broken nest." Xiao Zhaoming, who had been silent, spoke.
The emperor thought he was just speaking from his heart: "Yes, if Dajing has such a loyal person, why should we worry about the country's insecurity?"
Xiao Zhaoming looked out of the hall and said, "May the country be safe and prosperous, and the times will last forever."
——
The rain stopped, but Jileta's heart could not calm down for a long time.
The smell of burnt meat was still in his nostrils. The woman who was alive just now turned into a burnt corpse in just a moment.
After hearing the news, Amodasin rushed over immediately, only to see his own prince standing next to the corpse covered with a white cloth, his pupils dilated, and no one knew where he was looking.
"Gilta..."
He opened his mouth to try to persuade her, but the person was dead, what could he say?
After a moment, Jileta opened her lips slightly, her voice a little hoarse: "No wonder I have been feeling anxious today."
"This is a natural disaster that no one could have anticipated."
What a coincidence, the lightning struck Zhou Shi and Zhou Wan to death.
"Why did she go there? She could have survived!" He suddenly roared, "The scumbag is dead, so why does she still care about the father-daughter relationship?"
Amodasin swallowed the bitterness in his mouth and said: "The Central Plains talks about 'filial piety', and Madam Zhou is no exception."
"Bullshit! He doesn't treat her as his daughter, so why should he treat him as his father?!" Jileta stared at the white cloth, as if trying to see Zhou Wan through it.
All the powerlessness turned into sobs: "You haven't tried the antidote yet."
Xiao Zhaoming brought Wen Yu over, still with his eyes uncovered.
They came just as Gilletta began to speak.
Amodasin spotted him first: "My Lord."
"Um."
Xiao Zhaoming then came to Jileta and gently placed his hand on the boy's shoulder: "My condolences."
"Pah", unexpectedly, the hand was slapped away by the young man.
Wen Yu looked unhappy and said, "Who would have expected Madam Zhou's death? Why are you angry at the prince?"
".....I'm sorry." Jileta wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with one hand.
Xiao Zhaoming looked at the corpse, and the words he had just seen were no longer around it.
In the hall, he accidentally noticed that the words on Zhou Wan's body had changed.
I guess "Zhou Wan" is not an ordinary person.
Moreover, during their interactions, Xiao Zhaoming was certain that "Zhou Wan" was not a person who cared about etiquette, so how could she be bound by moral etiquette?
It is impossible to risk one's life and rush towards Zhou Shi.
Xiao Zhaoming felt it was a pity that he could not deal with such an interesting person.
Who knows? Maybe we’ll meet again in the future?
His thoughts returned to Jileta, and he said, "The dead cannot be resurrected, so why not care more about the living people around you? I remember that Madam Zhou has a younger sister."
"Little girl?" Jileta murmured, "If she knew Zhou Wan was dead, she would be very sad."
She was still a lonely little girl.
Xiao Zhaoming nodded: "I wonder how she is doing now."
Jiletaji continued, "I will bring her to the capital to take care of her." He felt at ease knowing that she was with him.
After being disturbed for so long, even if the person doesn't say it, he must be feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
When thinking about these things, he seemed to forget that he and Xiao Ya were just chance acquaintances.
"It's good that you have made up your mind." Xiao Zhaoming put his hand on the man's shoulder again, "Arrange Madam Zhou's funeral as soon as possible."
"Yeah." Jileta's face turned pale. Amodasin went forward to check and was shocked: "Jileta, you are so hot!"
Xiao Zhaoming said calmly: "Maybe he has caught a cold. Let someone call the imperial physician."
——
The "dead" person was lying on the bed at this time, slowly waking up: "Hmm..."
I feel unwell, like a rusty machine. It's difficult to move my arms.
Did she return to her body successfully?
My eyes slowly opened, and suddenly a familiar voice came from beside me: "You're awake, drink some water first."
"!" His eyelids suddenly opened, and he saw a face that was so soft and shiny that it seemed to be broken by a breath, right in front of him, "Zhou Wan?! Why are you here?"
I was really scared by a ghost.
"I don't know why, but after Zhou Shi died, I was pulled away by a force. I thought it was the Black and White Impermanence, but I didn't expect to see you."
Zhou Wan's soul floated and slowly became transparent. She looked at her hands and smiled with relief: "I should go now."
Shen Wanyue coughed twice: "Ahem, Jileta should be able to take care of your body."
"Hey, speaking of this, I have something to tell you."
Chen Wanyue's mouth was very dry, so she came down with difficulty to drink water, not caring how long the water had been there.
"What is it?"
Zhou Wan said: "The Ji something you mentioned is doomed to fail."
Chen Wanyue smiled playfully: "Didn't you say before that he had a good fate and was a person favored by God?" Why did you change your statement again?
She shook her head and said, "I don't know. I can only tell you what I can spy on."
".....Thanks for the reminder." Shen Wanyue just said.
"By the way, you should have learned all the medical skills I have learned throughout my life. Why don't you take a look at your body first?" Zhou Wan's body became transparent faster, but her cold voice remained in the air, "You look pale, your breath is weak..."
The room returned to silence. Chen Wanyue lowered her eyes to look at her reflection in the teacup. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her own fingers, which were slender and long, with slightly red fingertips.
With a creaky sound, her door was opened.
"Ah!" The person who came in exclaimed, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground.
Chen Wanyue turned her head and looked over, her eyes slightly red, her lips colorless, and she opened her eyes slightly: "You are a doctor, right? Thank you for taking care of me during the past few days I was in a coma."
That’s right, this person was the one Xiao Zhaoming promised to arrange to take care of her “body”.
It was a middle-aged woman. She picked up the iron basin and said, "...The doctor will be here soon. I will go and prepare some food for my wife."
"Thank you." Shen Wanyue nodded slightly.
"Hey, hey, hey." The middle-aged woman walked out quickly, wishing she could run.
She thought the lady would never wake up.
How long has he been in a coma, not eating or drinking? How could he be alive? I didn't expect he was actually alive.
The doctor came into the room later. He walked with one deep step and another shallow step. Shen Wanyue guessed that he had a foot disease.
He felt Shen Wanyue's pulse and said, "My lady is very weak. You need to take more supplements."
"Yeah." She could feel it, but her body was very weak, even weaker than when she left.
Wait for the doctor to go out and diagnose yourself.
Now his every move is being watched by the doctor, and it might even reach Xiao Zhaoming's ears.
That person's information can be described as "reaching in all directions".
"Thank you doctor for your care. You have worked hard these days."
The doctor shook his hands, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes visible, but he still smiled and said, "This is what I should do. How can I take money and not do my job with all my heart?"
Chen Wanyue didn't reply, and the middle-aged woman who had just left came in with white porridge in her hand.
It is called white porridge, but the color inside is light yellow.
"My wife just woke up. Have some porridge. There's some medicine powder put in it by Doctor Huang."
Doctor Huang took it and tested the temperature. He stirred it with a spoon and said, "This is my own secret recipe. I figured it out when I was a military doctor. At that time, food was scarce, and only a little bit of this powder was enough for the soldiers to march for a day."
"Really? That's amazing." Shen Wanyue was curious.
She had no strength in her hands, and a middle-aged woman was feeding her white porridge.
Doctor Huang turned aside to write a prescription, and as he wrote he said, "When I think of my days in the army, they were tough."
The middle-aged woman continued, "It seems like there's a war going on in the south recently."
"yes."
"They won't hit us, will they?"
Doctor Huang said, "No, it's hard to say. Avoid spicy and greasy food these days."
Shen Wanyue nodded: "Yes."
"Madam, have another bite." The middle-aged woman was still feeding.
Shen Wanyue refused: "Auntie, I really can't eat anymore."
"Oh, there are still so many left." The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, "I'll put it somewhere for you to eat later."
"good."
Doctor Huang and the middle-aged woman would come to Shen Wanyue's house several times a day.
When I first walked in, I was shocked by the embroidery pictures all over the room. It was really beautiful.
When the man woke up this time, Doctor Huang asked, "Was all this room embroidered by you, madam?"
Shen Wanyue suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Haha, I have a broken handkerchief here, which was given to me by my daughter. It was accidentally caught in a fire while in the army, and a piece of it was burned, so I wanted to..."
She refused repeatedly: "My health has not improved, and my hands are too weak to even hold a needle."
"I don't mean to ask you to embroider it right away." Doctor Huang explained hurriedly, "Just leave it here for now, there's no rush. My daughter said a year ago that she wanted to go out and make a living, and I haven't seen her since. This handkerchief can be considered a reminder of her." His voice was a little choked.
Chen Wanyue was still unwilling. Who knows where she would end up wearing it this time?
"I really don't want this job. There are so many excellent embroiderers in Tanzhou, and I'm not a bad choice," she said. "My hand won't get well soon."
"Okay, sorry to bother you, madam." Doctor Huang sighed regretfully.
After a few pleasantries, Dr. Huang and the middle-aged woman left.
Shen Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt uncomfortable.
She took her own pulse.
Just like what Doctor Huang said, very weak.
But there is something strange about the pulse——
The pulse is scattered when it is floating, and absent when it is sinking, like duckweed floating on the water; it is present when it is lightly pressed, but absent when it is heavily pressed....
Shen Wanyue's heart trembled.
How could my body suddenly become like this?
How could Dr. Huang not see it, or was it just me who could notice it?
It was ridiculous that the life she had tried so hard to save and the body she had tried so hard to restore was about to die.
Chen Wanyue's eyes were dazed, and her peripheral vision drifted to every corner of the room——
Suddenly, she remembered what Dr. Huang said...
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