Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 70

As Tao Qing expected, the master and Lan Zhengying started to practice Tai Chi, delaying each other's time, I was restless, but I also remembered the assurance to Qiao Yu-never act alone, take care of myself.

But Liu Che's body clearly collapsed, as if he had to take a lot of effort to breathe, his face became pale day by day, he coughed a little, but his face was red as if he was about to bleed. The old military doctor had to run to the Chinese Army's tent several times a day, and in the end he was simply placed in the Chinese Army's tent, always ready.

I watched with concern that Liu Che was declining day by day. He was still twenty years old, but he seemed to be much older overnight. He leaned on the bed and felt like a gossamer. If he didn’t get too close, he seemed to have stopped breathing. general.

"Ache, Ache..." I leaned down and called him softly, "It's time to take medicine."

After a while, his slender eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, and looked around blankly for a week, and finally found me.

"Yingyu." He called me, I helped him sit up, leaned on the bed, and then handed the medicine bowl to his hand, but he didn't take it. He just looked straight at me, like a baby, and smiled. : "You feed me."

I was speechless for a while, and looked at him silently for a moment, only picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of heat, and brought it to his lips, muttering: "You can't move your hands..."

He smiled and swallowed a sip of the concoction, and then he couldn't laugh, his brows were so frowning that he could trap flies, and I gave it another spoonful, and he closed his lips tightly.

I frowned, trying desperately to pry open his mouth. His teeth were locked in confinement, and the thick black concoction ran down his pale lips and slid over the pointed and pale chin. Seeing that it was about to slide to the neck, I quickly withdrew the spoon. The medicine bowl, took a handkerchief to help him wipe it.

Only then did he loose his teeth and sighed: "I'm going to die, and I have to suffer this sin. It really hurts my heart..."

I helplessly said: "It's not a kid anymore, I can't eat such a bit of suffering! If you say that you can't die, you don't take medicine, how can the disease get better!"

"This is not a disease, it's fate, there is no cure for fate." He smiled as if carelessly, and suddenly grabbed my hand, "Yingyu, do you know, everything is fate..."

I looked into the depths of his eyes, sorrow burst into the tip of the tongue like a thick black potion with a bitter taste, as he said-it hurts my heart...

I touched his head, don't turn my face to smile and said, "Don't say such negative things, it's man-made." After a pause, my voice lowered and whispered: "Wait, wait until Yan Li comes back, maybe he There will be a way."

"No."

"What?" I was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at him.

Liu Che smiled bitterly and said, "He has seen it, and there is no way."

"When!" I was shocked, "When will he come back?"

"Not recently, but in the imperial capital." Liu Che coughed twice, took the handkerchief from my hand and wiped the corners of his mouth by himself. He lowered his head and didn't look back at me. He muttered like a memory. : "Back then, I hurt you and even almost killed you. They should have avenged you and killed me, but they didn't. Why..."

"Half of it is because of your sacrifice, and the other half is because of..." Liu Che asked and answered, laughing at himself, "Because they know that even if they don't do it, I may not live long."

"In the beginning, I thought it was three or five years. I didn't expect that moment would come so fast. I just found you soon... Maybe I shouldn't be greedy. I thought, as long as you are still alive, I am willing to sacrifice my life. It's time for the vow to be fulfilled. You are still alive, willing to see me, forgive me, even if that is the case, I should be satisfied after all..."

I moved my lips and whispered: "Don't say that, I didn't blame you..."

Yes, he tricked me out of Tao Qing's hands, tricked me into the palace, tricked me into subduing my strength, and put me under house arrest in the gorgeous palace, but the knife in my heart later, he was not Deliberately pierced.

"You were ruined by martial arts to save me." Liu Che looked at me sadly, a bitter smile slowly bloomed from the corner of his mouth, "I will always remember you when you were in the Imperial College, arrogant and cute, free Comfortable and unrestrained, I remember you said that you wanted to be a sea Dongqing, but I ruined you..."

"Ache, stop talking." I frowned and stopped him.

But he ignored me, still talking about himself. Those people and things that are unwilling to recall, just like this, once again replayed blood in their minds.

Actually, Ache didn't really hurt me, he just used the wrong methods sometimes. He put me under house arrest and never did any indecent things to me. He just came to accompany me to dinner and talk every night. I ignored him and he said to himself, always saying: "It's okay if you don't accept me now. , We have a lifetime."

But in fact, it's really hard to tell how long a lifetime is. Sometimes it's a hundred years, sometimes it's just a dazzling one.

Ache was very nice to me and gave me everything I wanted. Apart from freedom, the most intimate thing he ever did to me was limited to touching his hands. He wanted to kiss but was always avoided by me alertly. Then he would feel innocent and hurt his nose, and said aggrieved: "Yingyu, let me taste your taste..."

I kicked him away, and grinned angrily: "Go away!"

The troublesome manager gave me medicine. He wanted to please Ache, but unexpectedly, Yan Li, who came to save people at a bargain, contributed to a good deed for Yan Li and me...

Ache also knew about this. Later, Yan Li and I were caught. He asked me, "At that time, can anyone be? What if it is me?"

In order to be responsible to him, I thought about it seriously and replied: "Then I would rather take a cold shower."

He smiled sadly. "You don't even want to lie to me..."

How does this make me good...

But even if I refused him time and time again, he still didn't use me strong, but his methods were far less gentle to others. In fact, his eyes are very small, and he has a lot of grudges. Those who have offended him, especially those who have hurt his mother and concubine, are all unwilling to die. It is his most common decree to imprison the Nine Clan. The young man is Shura in the main hall. He turned into a harmless and innocent lamb before his eyes.

I know that Wang's line is probably a rare good end, just one person. I can't help but begged him.

"Ache, the prince treats you kindly, let him go, he is your brother anyway."

"Brother?" He snorted coldly, "He didn't treat me as a brother. What's more..." A haze flashed in his eyes, "He has nothing to do with you."

"But he didn't do anything at all." He also tried to help me, anyway, I am still grateful to him.

"Yingyu, don't embarrass me." He said helplessly, "He is the former prince, on the side of the couch, how can he allow others to snore? His identity is too dangerous, I can't keep him."

I begged in every possible way, and he always laughed and said: "Okay, don't think too much, I will take care of this matter."

What he said about handling well is probably just handling the "corpse".

I also knew that what I asked for was a bit unrealistic. In the end, I could only make one request to let me see the prince for the last time. He readily agreed. I did not expect that the purpose of seeing the prince was just to save him and to save myself.

I had an excuse to drink farewell wine with the prince, and got a jar of wine and a bowl. I broke the bowl, grabbed the prince's hand and buckled my throat with the shards of the bowl, and whispered: "Hold me away!"

At that moment, all the bows, arrows, pistols and swordsmen were surrounded. I secretly handed the pocket pear blossom needle syringe Tang Si gave me to the prince, thinking that if I could not escape, he could also use this syringe to defend himself. , Found shelter in Tang Si.

But the so-called tacit understanding is probably something that I don't have between the prince and me.

He rejected my kindness. Maybe he just didn’t want to use me to leave. He didn’t expect that I would also use him to leave. If he knows, probably things will be different. Unfortunately, history cannot assume that the outcome is that he pushes me away. Rainstorm Lihua targeted Liu Che, and at the same moment, Liu Che drew a knife and pointed it at him...

At that moment, my world slowed down, but it was too fast for me to think. I think if everyone has three seconds to think before doing things and think clearly about the pros and cons, there probably won’t be so many in the world. It's a good thing for a good man who sacrifices himself for others and gives up justice.

At least if I could do it again, I would not pounce on Ache, block the torrential rain pear needle for him, and stab him in the chest. The look in his eyes at that time-shock, fear, helpless... This was the last thing I saw, and the last thing I heard, was Tao Qing and Tang Si's roars and calls-they came so just in time, just to watch Laozi belch. I didn’t have to say a car like dying like in the story, torturing others and myself, I only said one word after working hard—

"by……"

After more than half a year, I was almost recovered. When Yan Li talked to me about this, the man's mouth had always been merciless, and I was tortured to death, but he still said cold words. "You have a thick skin and thick skin. You have the strength to swear when you take a barrel of torrential pear blossom needles. You have the strength to swear. I really don't know where your heartless, faceless person is so painful."

Alas, where am I "nothing but human", just pretending that death is miserable enough, and I have to see myself off with my nose and tears. Isn't that too shameless death?

In that "rely", how much anger, unwillingness and reluctance of me...

After that knife, dreams followed one after another in a coma. I didn’t know whose name was called in the dream, but the painful dreams of eighteen layers of **** tortured every inch of my nerves, and the pain in my body was like a cone of ice and fire. Desire to die.

For many things, I finally chose to forget, forget well, forget that the master does not want me, forget that Ache wants me, pretend that I have five men who love me and I also love, not so many institutions to calculate, everyone is happy...

But in the end, the heavens couldn't understand that I deceived myself and made so many moths to abuse others and myself.

Thinking of this, I sighed and lowered my head.

Liu Che reached out and tentatively covered the back of my hand. Seeing that I didn't resist, he gently held it.

"Ache, what did Yan Li say about your illness?" I asked him vigorously.

"There is no cure." Liu Che said in a simple word, extinguishing all hope. I was desperate at first, but after another taste, I felt a little strange. He frowned and looked up at him, suspiciously, "Are you hiding from me? what?"

Liu Che stared into my eyes for a long time, and finally smiled, "I can't hide your keen intuition."

I grabbed his hand with my backhand, gave a strong grip, and whispered, "Honestly!"

Liu Che lowered his eyelids and remained silent, as if thinking about how to answer. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly and said in a low voice: "I used to think that as long as I change my heart, I have a chance to survive. The imperial doctor said that it is extremely difficult to find a matching heart. , But there happens to be one in the palace."

I was shocked, and trembled: "It's the prince!"

Liu Che curled his mouth and smiled bitterly: "I want to live, so he has to die." He raised his head to look at me, "But in the end he died, and I didn't survive either."

Liu Che said: "He knows all this. He thought he killed you, so he chose to commit suicide. Your dagger pierced his own heart in the end, and all my hope was destroyed. He wanted me to be with him. hell."

Prince. brother.

Ache. Little brother.

I know that he decided after me, but I don't know why.

If I knew that only one of the two can live, who would I choose?

In fact, I didn't have a choice, neither of us had a choice.

There is a choice called: How to choose is wrong.