Chapter 261: The Irritable Queen Mother vs. the Cold Imperial Master (44)
That night.
The evening breeze is bleak.
Ming Yan sat on the long steps outside the Cining Palace, staring blankly at the hazy crescent moon in the night sky.
The phoenix eyes, which were always as indifferent as snow, were now filled with confusion.
He didn't know what else he could do.
The antidote for the Hundred Days' Dream has been modified by him no less than a hundred times.
He tested the poison on himself and used the medicine to cure him, but he could not cure the Queen Mother.
He was like a night watchman, watching the candles in the palace lanterns burn out bit by bit.
The corners of Ming Yan's eyes gradually became moist, and suddenly a soft warmth enveloped his cold body.
Lu Cha put his outer robe on Ming Yan and asked, "Why haven't you rested yet so late?"
Ming Yan immediately stood up and supported her: "It's cold outside, I will help the Queen Mother back."
"I want to see the moon."
Lu Cha looked at Ming Yan eagerly.
But within a few days, the once pretty and bright girl was tortured by the pain and looked haggard and weak.
The brocade clothes that should have fit her well now looked a little empty because she was too thin.
Ming Yan lowered his slightly red eyes, sat back in his original position, took Lu Cha's hand, let her sit on his lap, and carefully wrapped his outer robe around her body.
Lu Cha adjusted her posture and leaned comfortably on Ming Yan's shoulder.
She has been lying in bed recently and can finally get some fresh air~
Ever since Mulanyue revealed the cause of Ming's father's death, and coupled with the time they've spent together, the little villain's blackening value has been completely cleared, and his favorability value has reached full capacity.
Now, all that’s left is the original owner’s last wish.
Lu Cha gently pinched Ming Yan's fingers and stopped calling herself "Ai Jia"
"When I get better, we'll leave the palace again."
"The last time I left the palace, I didn't get to eat anything delicious."
"I remember there's a delicious steamed cheese shop near Jiang's house."
Ming Yan hugged the girl tightly in his arms: "Then I will buy it for you tomorrow."
Lu Cha nodded happily and enthusiastically told Ming Yan about the folk delicacies he had heard from the palace servants.
Because he was easily sleepy, Lu Cha fell asleep after talking for a while.
Ming Yan carried her back to the hall and carefully placed her on the bed.
Looking at the pale girl, Ming Yan silently covered her with the quilt and placed his fingertips on her slender wrist.
Even if he didn't want to face it, the facts were already in front of him.
The Empress Dowager was frail and suffered from old illnesses, and only with careful nursing care could she possibly live to old age.
If she gets sick or poisoned, given her physical condition, the condition will be several times more serious than that of an ordinary person.
If she doesn't get medical treatment soon, her health will deteriorate faster.
The antidote is useless because it's too late.
It was he who pushed the Queen Mother to death with his own hands.
Ming Yan bit his lips tightly, raised his hands to cover his scarlet eyes, and a heavy feeling of depression came over him.
The piercing pain spreading from the heart could no longer be distinguished whether it was the poison in the body or the thousands of sharp blades transformed from regret.
These three words "I'm sorry" are too pale and powerless.
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In less than half a month, Lu Cha's body was already at the end of its strength.
Even Ming Yan's medicine couldn't stop her pain.
Lu Cha couldn't sleep day or night, and even didn't have the strength to sit up.
Jin Yu could no longer hide the news that the Queen Mother was critically ill, and it finally got out.
Since Ming Yan entered the palace, no one was allowed to enter the Cining Palace, and the guards were withdrawn, as if waiting for a farewell.
Mulanyue went to the Cining Palace as soon as possible.
This was the first time she had seen Lu Cha in more than half a month.
The girl lay quietly on the bed, her lips had lost all color, like a delicate and broken puppet, no longer having the vitality of the past.
Mulanyue opened her lips and wanted to say something, but her throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton, choking her.
Only tears as big as beans rolled down from my eyes.
Queen Mother, how could it become like this?
Lu Cha forced a smile and said weakly, "Lan Yue, don't cry."
She moved her fingertips gently, and Jinyu beside her presented the prepared sandalwood box to Mulanyue.
"I didn't attend the Queen's coronation ceremony a few days ago, but I have prepared a gift for you."
Mulanyue opened the box tremblingly.
Inside is a phoenix hairpin with a pearl in its mouth, which only the empress dowager is qualified to wear, symbolizing supreme status.
"I give it to you."
"From now on, you will be the only mother of the country."
Mulanyue understood what Lucha meant.
She suppressed the sadness in her heart and bowed, "Lan Yue, I will not bring shame to the Queen Mother."
"Does it look good on Lanyue?" Mu Lanyue inserted the phoenix hairpin into her temples, but her eyes were red.
Lu Cha nodded his little head and said, "Ai's Lan Yue is the most beautiful."
This one sentence made Mulanyue almost unable to hold back her tears.
She quickly turned around, pretending to pour tea for Lu Cha, but actually she was secretly wiping away the tears that couldn't be stopped.
The Queen Mother was always so gentle to her.
But God, what are you doing?!
Mulanyue tried to calm down and let Jinyu rest for a while, while she stayed to take care of Lucha.
Not long after, Li Yuanfan, who received the news, hurried over with several oil-paper bags.
The elegant young man, who always remained calm in times of crisis, nearly fell over when entering the palace: "Your humble servant, I brought the Queen Mother's favorite Chengdong roast chicken."
Lu Cha's eyes lit up, but he didn't have the strength to stand up, so he could only stare.
Fortunately, Mulanyue knew about Lucha, and she immediately took the oil paper package, opened it, and considerately tore it into small pieces and fed it to her.
"Delicious!" Lu Cha narrowed his eyes contentedly.
Li Yuanfan sat awkwardly on a chair not far away: "My child is born, a little girl. We will have a full moon banquet in a while."
"Your humble servant would like to invite Your Majesty to a banquet."
He heard from the elders in the folk that if a seriously ill person agreed to a promise, the King of Hell would not take the other person's life as long as he did not fulfill it.
Because the accounts in this world have not been settled.
As ridiculous as it sounded, he wanted to try it.
Lu Cha's eyebrows curved slightly: "Okay."
"Then the Queen Mother will make it a deal with me." Li Yuanfan seemed relaxed, but he was still extremely heavy in his heart.
I just hope that this folk rumor is true.
However, that night.
Lu Cha, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly curled up in pain.
Ming Yan, who was guarding the bed, woke up instantly and immediately went to the outer hall to get medicine.
Jin Yu also woke up and hurriedly wiped the dense beads of sweat from Lu Cha's forehead.
But when Ming Yan came back and fed Lu Cha a bowl of medicine, Lu Cha's pain did not ease at all, but became more and more severe.
It was like someone was using a hammer to slowly break every inch of her bones, and using a red-hot iron to burn through her skin and flesh, penetrating deep into her internal organs.
Lu Cha held Ming Yan's hand tightly and murmured in a low voice:
“It hurts…it hurts…”
Ming Yan had no idea how to ease Lu Cha's pain. He held her helplessly, repeating over and over again, "I'm here."
He wanted to boil another dose of medicine and give it another try, but the girl's hoarse wail suddenly rang out.
Like the cry of a dying little animal, it echoed in the brightly lit hall.
Ming Yan froze for a moment, and all the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards and rushed violently to his head.
His ears were buzzing and he didn't hear Jin Yu's desperate cry.
Ming Yan lowered his head in shock.
The girl curled up in his arms, her almond eyes wide open, tears condensed in her long eyelashes.
The small hand that was clutching his collar just now had slipped down weakly and fell on his still chest.
Ming Yan dazedly pulled the quilt beside him and covered the girl with it: "I will go and boil some medicine. You will be fine after drinking it..."
He whispered, as if he didn't notice that his cheeks were wet with tears.
Ming Yan staggered to his feet, almost rolling and crawling, and ran to the outer hall. He then brought back a white jade porcelain cup, muttering to himself:
"Drink the medicine and you'll be fine."
He numbly blew the medicine in the spoon to cool it down and carefully fed it into the girl's mouth.
The amount of medicine that is fed in is determined by the amount that will flow out.
Ming Yan frantically wiped it with his sleeve. His voice was soft and gentle, as if he was coaxing a child, but his eyes were empty and dead.
"Your Majesty, drink your medicine obediently. I'll get you some chestnut cake later, okay?"
Just when Ming Yan was about to feed her for the second time, Jin Yu grabbed the spoon and said with bloodshot eyes, "That's enough!"
"How long will the Imperial Master continue to torture the Queen Mother before he stops?!"
"Do you want the Queen Mother to die in peace?!"
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