If a person has lived enough and knows what day he will die, he will probably be looking forward to the arrival of his death period.

On the contrary, if a person is far from living enough, he will hope that his death will never come.

Emperor Jianyuan didn't want to die.

He had not sat on the dragon throne enough, had not seen enough of the humble faces of the courtiers who flattered him or dared not speak out, had not fulfilled the ambitions he had set when he first ascended the throne, had not enjoyed enough of the young beauties, and had not been able to hand over what he had learned throughout his life to the prince, and then he had left with confidence.

In order to live for a while, Emperor Jianyuan fully cooperated with the meals and sleeping plan formulated by the imperial physician for him. If it was too greasy, Emperor Jianyuan would resist the greed. No matter how young and beautiful Empress Cao was, Emperor Jianyuan could resist not touch it.

But he could control his appetite and lust, but he could not control his greed, and he was greedy for life and fear of death.

After the New Year, Emperor Jianyuan became more and more restless. Every few days, new famous doctors would be taken to the palace. The imperial doctor who asserted that Emperor Jianyuan could only last until this Mid-Autumn Festival this year was dismissed from office and returned home to retire.

When Emperor Jianyuan was in a good mood, Empress Cao would accompany him with a smile.

When Emperor Jianyuan was furious and angry, Empress Cao sat quietly aside with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Finally, Emperor Jianyuan was afraid that he would not be able to persevere in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

That night, the thunder rumbling, and Emperor Jianyuan suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He seemed to be pressing down on a mountain, and his hands and feet were bound by others. Emperor Jianyuan stared at the eyes of a wide range, clutching the mattress embroidered with dragon patterns with his hands, and making a hoarse sound in his throat.

Empress Cao woke up.

The emperor was holding a lamp in his bedroom. Empress Cao sat up and turned her head. She saw Emperor Jianyuan as if he had been pinched to his throat.

The emperor and the empress met in the air, and Emperor Jianyuan made a voice with difficulty: "Pharm, medicine..."

Emperor Jianyuan will have this kind of symptoms these days. The imperial doctor will not leave him during the day. Every time he will feed the medicine to Emperor Jianyuan in time. Only at night, the emperor and the empress sleep together, and the imperial doctor is inconvenient to stay here. Moreover, Emperor Jianyuan's symptoms mostly occur during the day and have not appeared at night.

Now, looking at Emperor Jianyuan's old face with red eyes looking for medicine, Empress Cao only looked calm and slowly leaned on Emperor Jianyuan's shoulder.

For Emperor Jianyuan before the serious illness, Empress Cao was petite, but now, when Empress Cao leaned against his shoulder, Emperor Jianyuan felt that his body was even heavier, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Medicine, medicine..."

With all his strength, Emperor Jianyuan grabbed Empress Cao's thin shoulders and reminded her again.

Queen Cao seemed to have gained the tenderness of her sweetheart, and arched her shoulders to Emperor Jianyuan with satisfaction.

A fear suddenly appeared in Emperor Jianyuan's eyes.

When he woke up, he began to fear and fear of death, but now, the fear in Emperor Jianyuan's eyes has changed.

Why?

Queen Cao clearly heard it, and knew that he wanted to rely on the medicine to prosper his life, so why did she pretend to be unable to hear it?

Does she want him to die?

She really wants him to die!

Emperor Jianyuan squeezed his subordinates' shoulders fiercely.

Empress Cao's eyes moved over and saw Emperor Jianyuan's trembling thin hands, he should have tried his best, but Empress Cao only felt itchy.

"Master, I just had a dream."

Snuggling against his chest, Empress Cao said softly, as if it was a common chat between an ordinary couple in the middle of the night: "Emperor, I dreamed that Prince Zhuang Wen was still alive. I dreamed that you were worried that my brother and I would become an obstacle to Prince Zhuang Wen's succession, so you sent someone to assassinate the brother on the battlefield, and forged evidence to frame the Cao family, destroying the entire Cao family."

Emperor Jianyuan was shaking all over his body, and his throat made a vague sound.

Empress Cao did not tell what he was saying, and continued: "After my brother died, the emperor had a new love and drove me into the cold palace. I lay alone on the old bed in the cold palace, crying and complaining about your cruelty. Did your love for me be fake? You suddenly appeared in front of me and sneered and told me, saying that you have never liked me, I am just a pawn of yours."

Speaking of this, Empress Cao raised her head and looked at Emperor Jianyuan with a little blank look: "Emperor, is this dream real?"

The lights are soft, and the young queen looks beautiful, like a peony in a flower.

Emperor Jianyuan could no longer speak.

Empress Cao didn't feed him medicine, Emperor Jianyuan guessed that Empress Cao actually didn't love him as much as she showed.

But his first thought was that Empress Cao was greedy for power and pretended to be the prince. It was not until he heard Empress Cao's dream that Emperor Jianyuan finally understood that Empress Cao did not love him because she had seen it long ago that for a long time, he just treated her as a pawn.

Looking at Empress Cao, who looked beautiful but had a sunken pond in front of her, Emperor Jianyuan thought of her when she first entered the palace.

The 14-5-year-old daughter of the Marquis's family is proud but shy. He just needs to hold up her face and she is so panicked that she is trembling, her eyelashes are trembling, and she is graceful and agile.

It became more and more difficult to breathe. Emperor Jianyuan stared at his little queen tightly, and a tear flowed out of the corner of his eyes.

No, it's not just a chess piece.

His vision was blurred, and he couldn't see her face clearly.

All kinds of voices suddenly sounded in my mind, including those of the late emperor, those of the Yuan Dynasty, those of the Prince Zhuang Wen, and those of hers.

It was not until the moment when all the sounds appeared at the same time that Emperor Jianyuan suddenly realized that he wanted to hear the little queen's laughter the most.

Then, he actually heard it.

Empress Cao leaned over, her delicate face pressed against Emperor Jianyuan's old face. After a thoughtful chuckle, Empress Cao said regretfully: "If it weren't for you, Zhuang Wen would not have died of the Yellow River."

As her tail sound fell, Emperor Jianyuan died with his eyes closed.

The late emperor passed away, the twelve-year-old prince ascended the throne, and the young Empress Cao and the cabinet jointly assisted the government.

Although it was a national mourning, Jiang could not help but be happy and whispered to Cao Ting'an in the room.

"The late emperor is gone, can your legs be restored?" Jiang asked her husband expectantly.

Cao Tingan held two golden walnuts in his hand and turned around without an answer.

Jiang's face showed doubts.

Cao Tingan suddenly sighed, held her hand and said, "The emperor cried for a long time after his death."

The emperor is Cao Ting'an's nephew, the fourth prince.

Thinking of the little emperor's swollen eyes, Jiang vaguely understood what her husband meant: "Are you afraid that he would guess in the future that you were pretending to be disabled and hated that you deceived the late emperor?"

Cao Tingan smiled bitterly: "The emperors in the world are the same, or in other words, whoever sits on that chair will become disregarded."

When he was young, Cao Ting was not afraid of the world, and he was the one who was domineering. At that time, he was arrogant and arrogant, so after he became successful, he was regarded as a must-have thorn in his side by Emperor Jianyuan. If his daughter had not been warned by rebirth after going through hardships and returning, the Cao family might have been defeated by him in this life.

Now, Cao Tingan is old and has different ideas.

Instead of restoring his legs to be happy and free, but laying hidden dangers in the emperor's nephew's heart, why don't he continue to sit in a wheelchair and change his children and grandchildren to have a smooth life?

"It's not easy for the Marquis." Jiang said with a heartache.

Cao Ting'an carried her into his arms and smiled evilly: "What's wrong with it? It's fine to be fine at night."

Jiang punched his chest with a punch.

Fengyang City.

On the day when Ayu learned that Emperor Jianyuan had passed away and the prince's cousin ascended the throne, Ayu happily ate an extra bowl of rice.

Xu Qian was in a low mood for a few days.

From childhood to adulthood, Emperor Jianyuan has always treated Xu Qian as half of his son to care for him, whether he acts or really likes him. When Xu Qian was a child, Emperor Jianyuan cared for him more than the elders above. Over time, Emperor Jianyuan not only regarded Emperor Jianyuan as the emperor, but also regarded Emperor Jianyuan as half of his elders.

Ayu saw Xu Qian's depression.

Emperor Jianyuan is dead, and Ayu doesn't want to cause trouble for Xu Qian anymore, so she doesn't tell him anything.

Fortunately, Xu Qian's grief for Emperor Jianyuan's death did not last long.

In July autumn, Ayu finished his bathing. Because he felt hot, he turned out the coolest set of her midsuit. On top was a small ice silk pocket that could only cover her chest and abdomen, and on the bottom was a small ice silk pants that could not even cover her knees.

In order to be greedy for coolness, Ayu also flipped through the jewelry box, then took out the ruby ​​necklace that Xu Qian gave her when she was not engaged, and hung it around her neck.

The ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg was cold and Ayu sighed comfortably.

Ayu also has a habit of fearing mosquitoes. Although she will do mosquito repellent in her room every morning and evening, on the side of caution, Ayu still took out the flower dew that prevents mosquito bites, sat on the chair, first wiping her neck and arm exposed to her waist and back, and then applying two well-proportioned and fair legs.

When Xu Qian came in from outside, he saw his little wife wearing two small clothes that were "indecent" and plastered in an indecent manner, lowering her head and legs.

The smell of flower dew is very familiar. Xu Qian knew that she was preventing mosquitoes, but he was still a little dissatisfied and said seriously: "Don't wear this kind of clothing again in the future."

It is inappropriate for my daughter to spend the night in their room occasionally, so that she can see such indecent clothes.

Ayu pouted and said, "I'm hot."

After saying that, she glanced at Xu Qian's exposed upper body jealously.

It turns out that he can not wear a shirt, but he is afraid of heat, but he comes to teach her a lesson.

Ayu glared at Xu Qian fiercely, and then continued to apply flower dew after glaring.

Xu Qian didn't say anything else and sat on the bed.

Then, his eyes couldn't help but move towards his little wife who was still wiping her legs.

The ruby ​​necklace hung on her chest, swaying left and right as she moved, the gems were as bloody as her skin was as jade.

Xu Qian had excellent eyesight, and even the two little snakes hovering above the ruby ​​could see clearly.

When Ayu sat upright, the ruby ​​was pressed on her skin again, and the two little snakes were pressed against her, as if they could wander around her body at any time.

Xu Qian's eyes darkened.

Ayu finally finished applying the flower dew and putting on the flower dew porcelain vase. Ayu was about to blow up the light, but Xu Qian suddenly said, "Don't turn it off."
To be continued...