Chapter 343

Pushing open the heavy door, I didn't hear someone crying. The whole Qingfeng hall was very quiet. It's said in the palace that the emperor died. The empress Qingfei was so sad and crazy that she bit the emperor and then fainted. He didn't believe that the woman who was hurt all over and was sent to prison without saying a word was so fragile, so she was crazy. But now, looking at the dead palace, she might be dizzy and not wake up.

Mingze wants to go in and see her, and knows that he has no position and identity. He can only rely on the cold door to guard the courtyard.

At night, the wind that blew all night was much smaller. Tuckahoe pushed open the door of the room and came out. He took a deep breath. The cold air poured into his heart and spleen. His deep brain seemed to be clear for a day. Looking at the cold and clear yard, tuckahoe felt sour. In order to prevent the master from being stimulated again, she has sent the old Mammy and nanny in Qingfeng Palace back to the house of internal affairs. Even Lan'er and Xia Yin let them leave temporarily, leaving only Ruyi and some rough Mammy. Now she is worried about the master's failure to wake up and that she will wake up. Every time she thinks of the little prince's charming appearance and giggles, her heart is like being crushed by a stone Too general pain, as the child's mother's master, how can we bear the pain of heart splitting?

Originally thought that the future days will be better and better. If such things happen, will happiness come back?

Rubbing the cold hands, tuckahoe looked up at the black screen on the top of his head, no stars, no moon, just like a big black net, suffocating people.

When tuckahoe first came out, Mingze found out. Seeing her standing in the night wind and staring at the sky, he thought of the first time he noticed this person, because of her strange behavior. That day, the emperor was lucky to be concubine Qingfei. She walked around the big tree in the hospital like this for a night. At that time, she only thought this person was very strange and admired her perseverance. Now she also worries about that People.

She kept rubbing her hands red, but she was still staring at the sky. Mingze's face flashed a little helpless. The man who had not moved for a night finally walked into the yard, but he didn't come to tuckahoe, only stopped at the place two or three feet away from her.

I felt a dark shadow approaching to me, and poria finally came back to her mind. I looked at it flustered. After I saw the cold face, the uneasiness in Poria's heart was magically smoothed at this moment. Seeing that the tall figure stopped nearby, Poria walked towards him as if she had been bewitched.

Standing by Mingze's side, tuckahoe was shocked to feel his gaffe. He didn't know what to say. Fortunately, he said, "are you awake?"

Poria Leng for a while, then understand what he asked, gently shake his head, stuffy way back: "No."

Both of them were in a heavy mood and had no desire to talk. In the cold night, they stood like this, no one was talking. Tuckahoe looked up again, but saw a little white flocs scattered on the dark sky. The white flocs fell on their faces cold and tingling.

"It's snowing?" Tuckahoe murmured, reaching for the falling snow. The snow was not big, and it soon turned into water. Tuckahoe stared at the thin water vapor on his hand, and said in a low voice, "it's so cold." I thought there would be no snow this winter, but I didn't expect it would still fall. In such a night, the cold is even more biting.

She was only wearing a thin jacket, because she stood for too long in the winter night, her nose was red with cold, and she dared to reach for the snow, which was not cold. Mingze frowned: "let's go inside when it's cold."

His voice is as cold as ever, but I don't know why, tuckahoe doesn't want to go back to the room where she can't breathe now. Tuckahoe moves to Mingze's back to let him block the cold wind coming in through the crack of the door, and whispers back, "that's better."

Mingze's good-looking sword eyebrow turned into a twist, and his expressionless face was covered with a light anger that could not be diluted any more. He stared at tuckahoe. Mingze was going to return to the door and didn't want to pay any more attention to the woman. His feet had just moved for a while, and the quiet room suddenly uttered a exclamation: "Niang!"

Ruyi's frightened voice surprised both of them outside the house. They took a look at each other. Tuckahoe hurriedly ran in. Mingze hesitated for a while and followed in. This was the first time he stepped into the room since he arrived at the Qingfeng hall.

Tuckahoe rushed into the inner room and saw that maple held Ruyi's shoulder tightly. In order to make the master rest better, she and Ruyi didn't light the lamp in the inner room. Under the dim candle light outside the screen, Qingfeng spread her hair and stared at Ruyi. The scar on her cheek made her look ferocious tonight.

Ruyi saw with her own eyes how the empress was biting the emperor in the afternoon. She was really afraid that the empress would go crazy, and her face was pale with fear, and she kept shivering.

Mingze stands outside the screen and looks at the dim shadow on the bed. His feet are back again. He doesn't go in at last, but he doesn't leave.

Tuckahoe ran to the bedside, pulled Qingfeng's hand off Ruyi's shoulder, and said softly, "master, what's wrong with you? I'm Poria. "

"Tuckahoe?" Qingfeng stared at the face of Poria cocos for a long time, and then his face slowly eased. His hoarse voice sounded trance like, "what's the change now?"

"It's three o'clock." The palms of the master's hands were all sweaty and his fingertips were cold. Tuckahoe said as she took out the silk handkerchief between her sleeves and gently wiped her hands.

After sitting for a while, Qingfeng suddenly said, "what about zhier? If he's hungry, come and show me. "

"Master......" The action on tuckahoe's hand froze, the nose was sour, tears gushed out, but he did not dare to look up to Qingfeng, and he did not dare to open his mouth to receive her words, for fear that he could not help crying.

Tuckahoe lowered his head and sat still, while Qingfeng hurriedly said, "go quickly."

Tuckahoe's head was lowered and his shoulders trembled slightly. "I'll go myself!" As if thinking of something, Qingfeng's eyes showed a trace of panic and fear. He pushed Poria aside and ran out of the house barefoot.

"Master!" Tuckahoe hurried to catch up with her, holding her shoulder, tears wet eyes misty looking at the frightened face of Qingfeng, tuckahoe couldn't help shaking her head, she didn't know whether the master really didn't remember that the little prince had At the moment, she dare not mention that word.

Qingfeng is pulled by Poria cocos like this. The tears that break the line fall on her arm. Every drop of tears falls, and her face becomes paler. Her body doesn't struggle anymore. She stands in front of the bed and mumbles: "zhi'er Zhier... "

There are too many things happened in this day. Apart from having a little porridge in the afternoon, the green maple grain rice didn't enter, and didn't even take a sip of water. In the blue and white lip color, because the dry split of the lips showed a trace of blood. It seems that the green maple is quiet. Ruyi poured a glass of water, and carefully said: "Niang, you Please have some water. "

The warm porcelain cup just touched her fingertip, and Qingfeng shrank in surprise. Then he held the porcelain cup tightly in his hand, as if eager to take the temperature on the cup. But she held it too tightly, shaking the water out all the time. The water she drank in winter was naturally hot. The hot water was sprinkled on her hand, but she didn't feel it.

Tuckahoe gradually found out that she was not right. She wiped off the tear mark on the corner of her eyes. Tuckahoe hurriedly reached out and tried to take the cup from her hand, but Qingfeng's hand was tighter. Her hands were tied with porcelain cups, and the blue tendons on her hands were burst. Tuckahoe could even hear the thin white porcelain cup wall creak. Tuckahoe said: "master, don't do this!"

Qingfeng is not aware of it. She holds the cup with all her strength. It's so tight that her whole body is shaking. It seems that only in this way can she not go crazy.

"Bang when" a crisp sound, green maple tightly in his hand until the white porcelain cup suddenly broke, green maple still refused to let go, sharp cup wall so hard into the meat, blood rushed out quickly.

"Ah!" Staring at the dark red blood, Ruyi takes a step back in fright.

"Master, let go!" Poria cocos is also scared to stay in cold sweat. She rushes forward to grab the porcelain cup fragments in her hand, but Qingfeng just doesn't let go. During the snatch, Poria cocos can feel a stream of warm and sticky liquid pouring out continuously. The blood goes down along the wrist all the way, instantly dyed the sleeves of Qingfeng's middle coat, and the smell of blood permeates the whole room.

"Ruyi, hurry, go and ask the royal doctor!" Master, I'm afraid the wound is very deep. If the blood goes down like this, the master will soon be unable to support it.

"Yes!" Ruyi finally returns to her senses from the panic and runs out in a hurry, almost bumping into Mingze. The situation was urgent. Ruyi had no time to think about it. She ran out.

Mingze hears the sound of the broken cup, and soon he hears the smell of blood and knows that something has happened inside. He quickly steps in through the screen. Tuckahoe and Qingfeng seem to be robbing something. Mingze squints and sees that Qingfeng's hand is scarlet. Tuckahoe wants to break off her hand, but he Qingfeng can't hold on. Tuckahoe can't help it.

Mingze grabs Qingfeng's wrist and separates her hands. Several pieces crash to the ground. Mingze comes to help, and poria's heart is settled. The blood on her hands has become cold. She is afraid that the royal doctor will not know how much the blood has flowed. Poria says urgently, "I, I'll find the hemostatic medicine." Tuckahoe stumbled out.

Qingfeng's strength is naturally beyond Mingze's. He is allowed to hold his wrists. His two slender hands are still tightly clenched into fists. Mingze's eyes can see that there are still some fragments in her palm. The original porcelain white color has been soaked into a dark red by blood.

"Let go!" Mingzesu's cold temper became a little grumpy after seeing her tormenting herself like this. He clasped her two wrists with one hand and forced her palm open with the other hand.