Li Zheng Dian.
The courtiers, princes, maidens and eunuchs of the king of Tang Dynasty stood outside the hall with dignified faces.
Many people wet their eyes and secretly wipe their tears.
On the soft couch near the window, empress Chang sun closed her eyes, looked pale and lay there quietly.
A few helpless doctors knelt on the side of the bed, anxious and trembling.
The king of Tang Dynasty stood in front of the soft collapse, and his dignified face looked like ten thousand years of cold ice.
Suddenly.
There was a little commotion outside the hall.
As if he saw the Savior, sun Wuji trembled and held Tang Hao coming face to face. He burst into tears and choked.
"Good nephew! Go and see the queen!"
The people at the door looked eagerly at the young man with the same sad face.
Tang Hao''s throat moved, and an inexplicable sadness rushed into his heart. He slowly stroked his cold, slightly shriveled hands and said.
"Lord Chang sun, I''ll try my best."
Having said that, as soon as I stepped into the hall door, an ominous premonition quietly climbed to the heart.
Looking at the figure standing in front of the window, Tang Hao said slowly.
"My Lord, I have seen your majesty."
The king of Tang turned slowly and stared at Tang Hao. There was a touch of ardent hope in the depths of his eyes.
"Come and have a look."
The husky voice of the vicissitudes of life has no dignity of the past, revealing a touch of helplessness and a touch of hope.
Tang Hao nodded slightly, got up and came forward, slowly put on his plain hand across clothes and silk.
The weak beat is so small that it will be ignored inadvertently.
Obviously, it''s a warning of the coming deadline.
Tang Hao slowly released his hand and retreated to the side of the curtain, silent.
Although they were silent, they could see clearly.
Outside the hall, there was a thin voice of sobbing.
The rustling cry adds a sense of sadness to the quiet hall.
The king of Tang raised his head slowly and looked at the resplendent dome. The corners of his eyes became moist.
Medicine stone has no cure.
The state of mind of the king of Tang suddenly fell into the ice cellar, but he didn''t get angry.
I don''t know how long it took.
Empress Chang sun on the soft couch danced slightly between her eyebrows, and her heavy eyes opened slowly.
"Your Majesty."
A cry as thin as a mosquito came out from the bloodless lips.
The king of the Tang Dynasty was shocked. He suddenly looked at the figure on the bed, bent down and grabbed the cold jade hand of the empress changsun.
"My concubine... Has something to say... To Tang Hao."
It seems that every word takes a lot of effort. It''s very difficult to speak just a few words.
The king of Tang tried to control his emotions and said with a slight tremor.
"You should stop. If you have something... If you have something, let''s talk about it tomorrow."
At this time, the king was no longer as cold as before, but more a touch of tenderness.
The lying man, weak and weak, shook his head slightly and said intermittently.
"My concubine... I''m afraid... If I don''t say it today... Then... There will be no... Opportunity."
The king of Tang stood up slowly, turned his head slightly and whispered.
"Tang Hao, come here. Others wait. Get back."
Above the hall, the ministers quietly retreated to the outside of the hall.
Looking at the figure on the soft collapse who was struggling to speak, Tang Hao felt stuffy and dry in his eyes. He stepped forward quickly and snuggled up in front of the soft couch.
"Minister, incompetent, can''t save the queen..."
While talking, Tang Hao lowered his head, and the helplessness in his heart was even more sad.
In retrospect, I have been in trouble since I first entered Chang''an.
And this person, who has power in the government and the public, and the mother instrument the world, finally resolved everything silently at the last critical moment.
From beating Yin Kaishan''s two sons, to killing Zhang Wu in a martial arts contest, to whipping Li Ji''s young son, and even the murder of the Tubo prince.
There is more or less the figure of the eldest grandson queen.
Had it not been for the persuasion of empress Chang sun, I was afraid that he, a sharp haired boy, would have died in Jiuquan.
At this moment, the eldest grandson queen is critically ill, but she can''t do anything.
"Hao''er... I don''t blame you."
Fine as a hairspring, the sound came to my ears.
Tang Hao was shocked. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the pale face.
This is the first time empress Chang sun has called herself so kindly.
Tang Hao''s life experience is a mystery, and because this mystery has not been solved, it has become an unspeakable secret between the two.
A pair of green and tender jade hands stretched up hard. Tang Hao gently pinched the soft Yi and stroked his cheek.
The place you touch is as cold as jade.
An inexplicable feeling lingers in my heart, warm, like a family in my mind.
Empress Chang sun squeezed out a smile and said.
"Datang... It''s up to you. Don''t... Don''t fall into the dispute between... Princes."
"You have a long way to... Go."
When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, what I care about is my future!
Inexplicably, the eyes were moist, and a tear mark crossed the cheek.
"Empress, minister, write it down!"
Tang Hao resisted his heartfelt feelings and nodded heavily.
Empress Chang sun on the soft couch gasped hard and stared at Tang Hao''s beautiful eyes, full of love.
"Can you... Call me... Aunt."
The soft words even took a trace of pleading. Tang Hao had mixed feelings in his heart, and the glittering and translucent eyes couldn''t stop overflowing.
"Aunt!"
The trembling voice came out of the man''s mouth.
Empress Chang sun on the soft collapse looked happy and smiled knowingly, as if she had fulfilled her great wish.
"You... Go."