Chapter 2265 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (9)

Early winter.

Snowflakes like goose feathers fell from the sky. She squinted her eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

I can’t say I like it, but I can’t say I don’t like it either.

She wore a crimson-purple soft silver light silk lily skirt, and her long black hair was slanted with a pearl hairpin. She looked particularly elegant and refined standing in the snow.

The route she took in the palace every day was so similar. She walked through the imperial garden full of plum blossoms. On the left was the Hall of Supreme Harmony for the morning court, and on the right was Mo Ye’s bedroom.

These days, his health has been getting worse and worse, and he has hardly ever gotten out of bed.

When Luo Qingchen walked to his side step by step, he moved his eyelids, but never opened his eyes.

She just kept watching him like this, and she knew when he would return.

She went to the library to read some information about poisons. This chronic poison was called ‘Gu’, which was from the Feng Dynasty.

Now Mo Ye is already terminally ill and there is no cure.

Luo Qingchen put down the book, took a deep breath, and his eyes were slightly red.

There is no way, no way, no way.

She had no way to change the ending, and could only wait for his death.

That was a suffocating thing...

Three days later, the winter solstice.

Mo Ye's personal eunuch Li came to Weiguang Palace to find her and brought her the news that Mo Ye had woken up.

This might be the last time he woke up!

"You're here!" His voice was very light, and he seemed to have no strength, but he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.

At that time, he was the most handsome man in the entire Mo Dynasty. But now, his temples are gray.

The maid brought the medicine up, and she shook her head gently and said, "Take it down."

It doesn't seem to matter whether you drink it or not now.

But he opened his eyes and said coquettishly, "This is the only thing you boiled for me, you must drink it."

She didn't answer, but just watched him finish the medicine, and then leaned heavily on her shoulder.

The cold wind blew in from the window, and she trembled slightly, and suddenly she was a little scared.

He took up the quilt with great effort, wrapped her up and said, "After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself. Eat whatever you want, and don't force yourself if you are full. Don't be afraid, I have taken care of everything here, including the guards you are most worried about."

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense..." She said in a gentle voice with difficulty, but her heart twitched and she felt particularly uncomfortable.

"I'm dying, I know." He slowly raised his hand, his slightly cold voice with a hint of floating, gently touched her face and said, "Don't be afraid, no one can bully you."

Luo Qingchen trembled, wanted to say something, but didn't dare to say a word.

This extremely sad atmosphere surrounded her layer by layer, and she was afraid that she would burst into tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

Although it was the original owner's story, at this moment she seemed to have experienced it herself, so sad.

"Girl, I'm sorry..." His voice trembled, as if he had used up his last bit of strength, and he said word by word in her ear: "I may not be able to repay you in this life, if there is a next life..."

He paused, his voice was choked, and he buried his head in her arms and said: "I will repay you, okay."

Next life, next life, next life...

What a distant promise, what is the use of what they can't accomplish in this life with all their strength and life in the next life.

"You... answer me..."

After a silence, he spoke with difficulty, as if waiting for her answer.

He owed her too much, and the guilt made him unable to like others, unable to fall in love with others.

After all, there must be an ending.

Luo Qingchen bit his lip and said: "Okay."