A black doctor from a certain American comic

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As expected, his words stunned Mu Luoxiao. This ending was completely unexpected by her.

"They... lost..."

"No."

Mu Luoxiao's eyes flashed again, "Does that mean you win? Compensation."

Jingfeng continued to shake his head, and Mu Luoxiao said hello, and immediately became anxious, "If you don't win or lose, how can you withdraw your troops?"

"It's a lose-lose situation, and neither side gets a win."

Jingfeng sighed, sat by the bed and said, "Shortly after we left, the Zhao Kingdom that originally supported Bei Xiao suddenly switched sides. The Su Liang Kingdom in the west sent troops to support Gu Yue, giving Gu Yue another chance of winning. Shan Qiaomo concentrated his forces to deal with it. , the two sides fought fiercely for several months, and were in a stalemate for half a month, until a month ago, the day Shan Qiaomo received the news that you were seriously ill, somehow both sides withdrew their troops at the same time on that day, and I don’t know the details. "

Jingfeng's words aroused too many suspicions. After Mu Luoxiao was silent for a long time, he only asked Mu Li if there was any serious problem.

"I haven't heard of the other party's general's sacrifice. I think it's probably fine."

Mu Luoxiao was still meditating, but the palace maid had prepared a specific breakfast meal and soup.

"Ningzi, let me help you over."

Mu Luoxiao looked up at the food on the table, his eyes filled with disgust. He had been eating these strange things for the past few months, and no one could stand it.

She raised her head, her eyes shining with anticipation, "I'm leaving soon, can I not eat?"

Before Jingfeng said anything, she started coughing violently.

Although he was heartbroken, he could only helplessly watch her like this. Even though he knew that people were mortal, having him watch his best friend's life gradually wither in pain was not torture.

Jingfeng turned around and took the hot water handed over by the palace maid, "Ningzi, drink..."

He froze suddenly, and even though Mulo Xiao's hiding movement was inconspicuous, he still looked back.

When she freed her hand again, the previous veil was gone.

She stretched out her hand, even her smile showed her intention not to make him worry, "Give it to me, don't you want to give it to me to drink?"

Since she wanted to do this, how could he bear to expose her, "Well, drink some to moisten your throat."

At night, when Shan Qiaomo came to see her, the palace maid reported that the queen had fallen asleep. He was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't dare to take a step closer to the bed, only watching her quietly from a few steps away.

Even when she fell asleep, her little brows did not loosen.

He clenched his fists involuntarily and turned around to go out.

The next day, Jingfeng came to accompany her as usual.

Jingfeng stayed with her until afternoon, when Lansuo came from outside.

Jingfeng saw that she looked bad and asked what was wrong. She shook her head and was very helpless, "The doctors can't do anything, the Lord is furious, and the princess is making trouble to go to Gu Yue Kingdom, which makes things worse. At this moment, no one dares to leave. Near the Imperial Medical Bureau."

"I really don't know what trouble will happen in the future."

At night, Mu Luoxiao sat on the bed, a white handkerchief spread out on her hands, stained with a pool of dried scarlet.

"emperor……"

Although the voice stopped quickly, Mu Luoxiao still quickly put away the blood scarf.

Shan Qiaomo walked into the hall softly. Mu Luoxiao originally wanted to keep closing her eyes, but the itchiness in her throat did not allow her to do so, and she soon started coughing again.

Almost at the same time, Shan Qiaomo had reached her side. She was so soft and frightening that she fell into his arms, almost lifeless, coughing uncontrollably.

Shan Qiaomo hugged her tightly, and Mu Luoxiao could really feel his trembling. Maybe it was because she didn't love him, so she couldn't empathize with him.

He lowered his head and rubbed her forehead with pity, "Xiaoxiao, tell me, what can I do to save... you?"

Suddenly, he remembered something, hope flashed across his face, and he reached out and groped around on his body.

"Xiao Xiao, take the antidote."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an extra pill in his hand. Although it was different from what she usually took, by the smell, Mu Luoxiao could already tell that it was the antidote to Heart-Eating Powder.

She tilted her head and staggered away from the antidote, raised her hand and held his hand tightly, her breath seemed to be absent, and her mouth was open for a while before she could make a sound, "Master, promise...me one thing...ahem..."

Shan Qiaomo's hands were shaking violently, and all the tears that had accumulated in her eyes fell down when she said "Master".

"I don't need the antidote anymore. Can you just lock it up with Lan?"

He held back tears and finally nodded. Mu Luoxiao held the antidote with satisfaction in his eyes.

The silhouette of Shan Qiao Mo Junyi reflected sadness on the wall. He took the medicine and said, "Don't worry, the master has plenty of antidote. Take it first."

He was very insistent and stuffed the medicine into her mouth without giving her any chance. He didn't look back until he saw her swallow it.

"Have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will take you to a better doctor."

"No, Master, promise me that after I die, the throne will not be left vacant. I made you wait in vain. You can't live like this anymore for the rest of your life."

Shan Qiaomo pursed his lips tightly and was unable to say a single word.

With a faint smile, she snuggled against his shoulder, her eyes gradually blurred, broken murmurs began to ring around her mouth, and a man's name came out from her weak breathing.

He just held her quietly like this, deliberately ignoring the fact that what she whispered was another man's name.

After a while, the strength of his embrace suddenly tightened, and he hugged her and let out a choked cry for the first time in front of his servants without caring about his face.

The maids guarding the side all covered their mouths and sobbed together, and then knelt down with a thud. At the same time, the gatekeeper outside the door also knelt down, and this kneeling continued endlessly.

Mu Luoxiao's lowered hands remained motionless, and there was still a smile on her lips. People felt that she must be having a beautiful dream, and no one had the heart to disturb her.

On her lips, it seemed that she could still hear those intoxicating murmurs.

Guqi Zhen……

…………

The queen's funeral lasted for days, and the whole country mourned.

Bei Xiao, who had just ended the war, was shrouded in sadness again. The queen will be buried in the emperor's mausoleum, which shows how deeply the emperor truly loved her.

The spring rain continued, and the palace slept under a taro-colored sky, and the sadness became more intense.

Today is the day before the funeral. Everyone is guarding her, lowering their heads and crying. Only one person stands outside and looks at the two stars in the sky above.

As before, one of them still flickered.

He slowly turned back and looked at her peaceful face, not looking away for a long time.