Nangong Yan was shocked, but he soon returned to normal: "what does ah Xue mean by this?"
Ji Qingxue pursed her lips and said slowly, "Nangong LAN poisoned your father when he first forced the palace that day. At that time, I told you that your father had another poison on him. This poison is chronic and accumulated over time. In addition, the older your father is, the worse the resistance of his body will be. Now he is terminally ill and incurable."
Nangong Yan had a hesitant look on his face. For a long time, he finally asked, "can't you even save ah Xue? My cold poison is also a terminal disease. Ah Xue has also been cured."
Ji Qingxue shook her head silently and explained to him patiently, "your poison is different from his. Your poison is a terminal disease, because the two herbs for curing the disease are rare in the world and can not be found in a moment. Ordinary people may not be able to find the herbs at all. But your father's poison doesn't even have a way."
There is a fundamental difference between the two. When Ji Qingxue found that nangongxuan was poisoned, he was already deeply poisoned. Now he has been delayed for so long. He is afraid that he will die soon.
Nangong Yan was suddenly silent. Ji Qingxue looked at him and whispered, "do you blame me? I should have told your father when I found it, but I haven't said it until now."
Although it can't be cured, it can at least keep him going for a while.
Nangong Yan looked down at her head and knew that she was afraid of blaming herself, so he whispered, "tell me when you find out. We can't say who we are."
Ji Qingxue still lowered her head: "but he is your father, you really..."
"I have you and looking for snow is enough." Nangong Yan interrupted her, and then unconsciously pushed Ji Qingxue into his arms with both hands, "that man has no place in my heart for a long time."
Ji Qingxue buried himself in his arms: "I'm afraid you're uncomfortable, or I can try again."
Nangong Yan's low voice sounded in his ear: "my mother imperial concubine was poisoned by his imperial concubine, bit by bit. Now, it's just his own fault."
Nangong Yan is cool and thin. He is not a kind person. After Nangong Xuan chose to do something like that, he has completely broken his father son relationship with Nangong Yan.
A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Nangong Yan's dark eyes. Up to now, is all this really what you want? Father.
Nangong LAN and Ji Qingling were buried in the same place. No matter how they lived, they were always together after death.
Ji Qingxue came to the Mingyue palace alone. Nangong Xuan was in pain at the moment. His face was pale and beads of sweat rolled down. After seeing Ji Qingxue coming, he was patient and didn't even say a word.
Ji Qingxue couldn't see it anymore. He walked over quickly, then clapped three palms on his shoulder and hit the golden needle in his body. At this time, Nangong Xuan's pain was slightly weakened.
Ji Qingxue couldn't help but say, "all the people who are half into the Loess don't know what you are carrying."
Nangong Xuan supported the table with his thin hands and panted, "don't you want me to taste the pain Yan'er has suffered? Are you soft hearted now?"
Ji Qingxue snorted coldly, "isn't it hard to feel so many days? I really don't understand. He is your own son. How can you bear to do it?"
"Hum, it's just the benevolence of women. What's the pain to achieve hegemony for thousands of years?"
Ji Qingxue turned his eyes and didn't have a good way: "so this is the reason why you tortured him? What achievement will dominate the cause for thousands of years, that's just your excuse. Because you can't do it yourself, you imposed your ideas on him. You just want to become a monster like you."
Nangong Xuan glared at her fiercely: "even if he is about to make you queen, it doesn't mean you can talk to me like this!"
Ji Qingxue looked at him faintly: "you're wrong. It has nothing to do with whether he stands behind me. I'm just saying these words to you as his wife."
When Nangong Xuan heard the word "wife", he couldn't help mocking: "don't be naive. After he ascends the throne, he will have to marry many women. In the end, all he can give you is this queen."
Ji Qingxue's eyes flashed. She knew that such things might be inevitable in the future. She didn't know whether nangongyan chose her or not, but at least now she was willing to believe nangongyan.
"If there is such a day, I will leave him without you saying. But you are very weak now. I will send someone to bring medicine every day. It's up to you whether you drink or not."
Ji Qingxue calmly left the Mingyue hall under the gaze of Nangong Xuan. Nangong Xuan tightly clung to the edge of the case and was sweating. He was running out of time. Before he left, he must get rid of all the people around Nangong Yan who would hinder him from achieving his great cause.
Ji Qingxue just went out and soon met nangongyan who came to find someone. Ji Qingxue smiled: "Why are you here?"
Nangong Yan said in a warm voice, "Nangong Lan's funeral has been handled almost. The palace people said they saw you coming to the Mingyue palace, so I came to find you."
Nangong Yan smiled like a jade, which made Ji Qingxue think of what Nangong Xuan had just said.
"What's the matter with you? You look worried." Nangong Yan said a little, "it's not what the father emperor told you again."
Ji Qingxue shook her head gently: "I said something unimportant. I'll have someone deliver the medicine on time later. I hope I can make him suffer less."
Of course, Nangong Yan knew that Ji Qingxue did it all for him. He couldn't help but give birth to a bit of softness in his heart. Nangong Yan naturally took her hand and said, "let's go back to the palace."
Their hands have been holding firmly, and they received a lot of attention along the way.
The palace people all whispered, because soon, the two people will become their new masters.
It is said that Prince Rui loves the princess very much. The grand ceremony of accession to the throne and the grand ceremony of empress were held together. They really envy others for their love.
After leaving the palace gate, they didn't take a carriage, so they planned to walk back slowly.
"Is ah Xue nervous?" Nangong Yan suddenly asked.
Ji Qingxue tilted her head and looked at him: "what's so nervous?"
"Soon you will be the queen. This is what women all over the world dream of."
Ji Qingxue glanced: "it's nothing to be the queen. Anyway, I care about your people, not this position."
Casual words were deeply imprinted on Nangong Yan's heart, and Nangong Yan was relieved for a moment. His ah Xue loved him and had nothing to do with whether he was the emperor or not.
Nangong Yan quietly held her tender hand tighter. Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't miss you.