"It's time to go." Emperor Xiu's tone was faint, "It's okay even if he can't go. The nine hall masters will not go up the mountain after the New Year."

Qin Shang was slightly surprised and then understood in his heart.

This is for him, the master delayed the end of the year until the New Year is over.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling ashamed again, "It's getting late, my subordinates are waiting for the master to go to bed."

One night passed.

The next morning, several deputy hall masters got up early, took care of their appearance, and came to the courtyard to pay their respects, but they saw that the door where the hall master had settled last night was open, the bedding on the bed was neatly folded, and there was already no one in the room.

Several hall masters and the officials looked at each other, and were speechless for a moment.

...

Time soon entered the last month of the year.

On the first night of the twelfth lunar month, Dugu Xi fell from the couch again without warning. The familiar pain, familiar torture, and familiar panic instantly occupied all his thinking.

Qiu Yan and Qing Dai hurried inside, pouring water and taking medicine.

"Prince Dugu." Putting the last pill into his mouth, Qiu Yan took the water cup from Qingdai's hand and quickly let Gu Duxi drink it, "Persistently, I have received the news that Your Majesty is already on the way back."

A light seemed to be injected into his mind that was tortured by severe pain. Dugu Xi's face turned pale. He endured the violent trembling all over his body and gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, really... really..."

"Really." Qiu Yan nodded, "At least two days, Your Majesty will be able to return to the palace. Prince Dugu, as long as you hold on until Your Majesty comes back, you will be saved."

Dugu Xi gritted his teeth tightly. The last pill could no longer suppress the brutal biting of the insects in his body. He could only support himself with perseverance, hold on until His Majesty comes back...

He can, sure.

Qiu Yan was wrong. He wanted to wait until His Majesty came back, just to look at His Majesty again before his death, not to let His Majesty save him...

His body was powerless to turn the world back, and even His Majesty could not save him.

Dugu Xi's whole body was trembling due to severe pain, his face was pale and bloodless. He curled up his body, and the girl's frown, smile and anger appeared in his mind.

It seems that in this way, you can ignore the pain of life that makes people worse than death.

He remembered that when he first met this girl, she sat high above the solemn and sacred hall, with her eyebrows and eyes majestic and noble words, "The second prince has a very good appearance, and is a rare beautiful boy in the world. However, the prince is of a noble status and a man stands tall and upright, how can he be a favorite for others to be a favorite on the bed?"

Men stand tall and straight... men stand tall and straight...

Dugu Xi looked up at the top of the bedroom with carved beams and painted buildings, thinking about whether he had any ripples in his heart at that time?

He is the second prince of Daxia, but he has always been trampled on by others. Only this empress in the enemy country has given him a sentence when he first met, "How can a man stand up to the sky and the earth be broken?"

However, although he had become a man, he lived for sixteen years, but he never knew what pride was.

He remembered the night when he overestimated his ability to serve the bed. The girl smiled calmly, gentle and affectionately, but at the last moment he kicked him off the dragon couch without any mercy.

The girl still remembers what she said with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!