Nan Xirong looked at Ye Song at dusk, her body was very cold, as if she had lost her breath.
The only thought in his mind was that he had finally caught this cunning woman, how could he let her die like this, the show had just begun.
But no matter what cruel words he said, Ye Song no longer reacted, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth was disappearing little by little.
Nan Xirong was resentful, gritted his teeth, and attached to Ye Song's ear to face the wind and snow and said: "The snow I gave you should be fake, even if you send it to the door now, the Northern Xia God of War will also die."
You are very reluctant to let him die, right, otherwise you would not have taken such a big risk and even wanted your own life. ” Is there really anything more important than her life?
Sure enough, after Ye Song heard this, his eyelashes finally trembled slightly, and his bloody hand suddenly grabbed the corner of Nan Xirong's robe.
Nan Xirong immediately instructed Nan Shu: "Go, ask the imperial doctor to come." ” Nanshu hesitated slightly, but finally took the order.
Along the way, Nan Xirong said to Ye Song: "In the past, I thought you were smart, brave, resourceful, and full of courage, but now I have suddenly changed that mind.
You're just a stupid woman, and you're cowardly.
Only a cowardly person would bite his tongue and kill himself.
Aren't you ready to exchange your own life for the life of the Northern Xia God of War, why, you can't even stand this little humiliation It's really too cheap for you to die. ” In this world, the most courageous thing in the world is love; And the most stupid and cowardly thing is also love.
"There is a world of difference between who you were before and who you are now.
A good woman should stay at home, and go to the battlefield if she has nothing to do, that is, to find death. ” "Heh, I really have to think about what kind of method can be used to make your life worse than death."
He watched coldly as Ye Song's hand grabbing the corner of his robe loosened a little more, and his tone was as cold as ever, "It's better to use Su Jing to torture you, if you die, I will try my best to kill him." ” The hand tightened again.
When they arrived at the palace, the imperial physician was already waiting there.
Nan Xirong put Ye Song on the bed, covered her body with a quilt, and ordered: "Heal her tongue for me, and save her life no matter what." ” When the imperial doctor treated Ye Song's tongue, he sat at his desk to deal with official documents and put Ye Song under his nose.
It took a lot of effort for the doctor to open Ye Song's mouth and medicate the wound on her tongue.
After that, Nan Xirong only glanced at it lightly and said, "Deal with the injuries on her hands and feet." ” Nan Shu raised his eyebrows and grinded Nan Xirong, and said: "The emperor hates her so much, why do you want to save her" Nan Xirong asked rhetorically: "Do you hate?"
Nanshu paused with his fingers and said, "The concubine doesn't hate." ” Nan Xirong stretched out his hand and scooped her into his arms, lifted her chin, squinted at her, and said for a while: "I hope that your heart and mouth are united."
I hate only that she is a native of Northern Xia, if she is the same as the cardinal you, it would be nice to be a native of Nanyao. ” Nanshu only lowered his eyebrows and smiled.
Since there is her Nanshu, why should there be Ye Song; Or since there is Ye Song, why do you still have her Nanshu In order to save Ye Song's life, the imperial doctors in this palace did not dare to relax for a moment.
Although they don't understand why Nan Xirong wants to save this woman from the enemy country, they have to work hard to save their heads.
Ye Song was extremely seriously injured, and the previous typhoid fever had not healed, but it became more and more serious, with a high fever for several days in a row, and even the imperial doctors had to admire this woman's tenacious perseverance.
They thought that if the high fever lasted for a few days, Ye Song would definitely not be able to survive, and they were worried every day.
Unexpectedly, in the end, Ye Song's burn went down, and his body also had a tendency to recover.
It's because she desperately wants to live, that's why she works so hard to get better.
If the average person's willpower is a little worse, or the mood is a little depressed, then the consequences are different.
The imperial physician said to Nan Xirong: "She has a strong will to survive. ” Nan Xirong couldn't understand why Ye Song, who had committed suicide by biting his tongue in the snow, still had such a strong will to survive.
This woman thinks he understands, but sometimes he really doesn't.
Since Ye Song came to his place, he was ready to die, why was he so humiliated to live strongly.
He could only understand and make up his mind at a simple and simple level, and said to Nanshu: "No matter how strong a woman is, she has a cowardly side, is she also afraid of death, just like cardinal you." ” At that time, Nan Shu was ordered by Nan Xirong to change the dressing and bandage Ye Song, Nan Xirong knew that she hated doing this, but she still ordered her to do it.
At that time, she only said, "Probably."
But maybe the woman wants it, and the emperor will not understand.
After a pause, he said, "The Northern Xia army was stationed outside the city and never left, and the ministers of the court and the central government were watching how His Royal Highness would deal with her, whether to threaten the Northern Xia army or to take her life to frustrate the Northern Xia army." ” "I haven't figured it out yet."
Nan Xirong lifted the dragon robe, sat down on the side of Ye Song's bed, supported it with one hand, and seemed to be very leisurely and sat down to examine Ye Song slowly, "I just know that I don't want her to die so soon, I want to torture her well."
I don't know how the Northern Xia God of War will react when he wakes up and finds her in my hands.
As he spoke, he slowly curled the corners of his lips and smiled, but the tone of his voice was as gentle and deadly as ever, "I heard that these two people are stronger than Jin, and they are both willing to die for each other, you said that I saved one, and then let him kill himself under the city tower in front of this one, wouldn't it be interesting?"
Nan Shushou paused, raised his eyebrows and said meekly: "The emperor is far-sighted, and the concubine is afraid that it will never be one-tenth of the emperor."
It's just that even if the emperor is wise, he may not be able to see through everything, and the concubine just wants to persuade the emperor not to lose a big one because of a small one, and in the end there is nothing. ” He was so conceited that everything would go the way he expected.
Nan Xirong squinted, looked at Nan Shu, and said, "In the court, I am tired of hearing these words, and I want to be quiet here for a while when I get down to the court."
Now even you, like them, want to disgust me in front of me?"
There was no angry expression on his face, but his tone was cold and quiet, which made Nanshu habitually feel infiltrated.
Nanshu lowered his head and said: "The concubine body doesn't dare, the concubine body just doesn't want the emperor to take any more risks."
The price the emperor has paid for this is already too much. ” "Get out."
He didn't want to hear it anymore.
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Nanshu packed up the medicine blood step, and finally retreated. just walked a few steps and stopped, didn't look back, and said: "The concubine dares to bet that if it continues like this, the emperor will definitely be reluctant to kill Ye Song." ” "Do you think I'll be reluctant to kill you?"
"The concubine doesn't dare."
Nan Shu walked out gracefully.
After going through so many things, she couldn't be sad anymore, she just talked about things, and didn't want Nan Xirong to lose too badly in the end.
But Nan Xirong was too confused by herself.
After Nanshu left, the door of the temple was half open and half hidden.
The air was also cold, and the stove in the hall was gradually cooled by the cold wind outside, but Nan Xirong couldn't feel it, and Ye Song couldn't feel it either.
He said to Ye Song: "Did you hear, she said that I was reluctant to kill you, but in fact, it was not that I was reluctant, but that I wanted you to live rather than die."
Because death is too light for you.
Since you want to live so much, you can play with me. ” There are endless snowy landscapes in the southern country, and there are also plum blossoms in full bloom in the cold winter.
In the past, Nan Xirong would never have the leisure to take care of the plum blossoms in the courtyard, he heard from somewhere that Ye Song liked plum blossoms in winter.
When he noticed it, the plum madness in the courtyard was full of teeth and claws, and the branches were pregnant with wild and arrogant vitality.
He took a pair of shears for cutting plums, and sat on the stone steps covered with falling snow, his bright yellow robe soaked with snow, and he used the scissors to trim the crazy plums growing in the courtyard little by little.
He wanted to deprive them of their vigorous and wild vitality and let them grow as they had envisioned.
Later, Nan Xirong picked out some of the plum branches that were cut off, and the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and a long-necked glass bottle was placed on the table in the hall.
Ye Song was in a trance, as if he smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms.
As if returning to the old days, when she was still in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she simply fell asleep, and when it was dawn the next day, she pushed open the window leaves, and there was a snowy scene outside.
Su Jing accompanied her to cook wine under the porch.
She remembered that she wanted to enjoy the plum with him.
In fact, Su Jing is better looking than the plum blossom, he is dressed in purple, holding a cup in his hand, looking lazily bent with one elbow behind him, his eyes are shiny and shiny, and he is a look that has made countless women in Beijing dream.
It was as if she was still on the battlefield.
The cold wind blew tightly, the metal sound of the armor rubbing was very bleak, and the plum blossoms bloomed in the snow.
She didn't have to be afraid, because Su Jing was always with her.
Maybe she liked Mei, and she didn't like it originally, but as the years went by, she liked it unconsciously.
Because that is the taste of Su Jing's body, what she likes is what Su Jing likes.
Ye Song opened his mouth and muttered: "Thirsty" The sound is vague and dull.
Nan Xirong still heard it and said, "Do you want to drink water?"
He got up and poured a glass of cold water, and sat down on the edge of her bed, but he didn't bring it to her lips.
He saw that Ye Song seemed to be uncomfortable, and he happily admired her painful look, and only after a while dipped his finger in a little bit and put it on Ye Song's lips.
Ye Song instinctively smacked his lips.
Nan Xirong waited for a while before dipping a little more on her lips.
He said, "Don't forget, you're here to be a captive, and you can drink water if you want."
Then he raised his hand and poured a glass of water on the head of her bed, and there was a sound of rushing water, "But I can make you hear the sound of water, so that you will be more thirsty?"
Without waiting for Ye Song to answer, he threw away the water glass.
The water glass gurgled on the carpet for weeks and lay lonely in the corner.
Nan Xirong didn't wait for Ye Song to say anything, turned around and brushed his sleeves and left.
In the middle of the night, Ye Song's hall was lit with faint lights.
Nanshu appeared silently beside her bedside, dressed in a beautiful pink cigarette dress, quietly looking down at her.
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