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All the royal doctors had come. This was a battle of life and death, and the royal doctors were fighting with the god of death for time.

Song Yunqian kept holding her hands by the bed, his mind only thinking of Dao length's words. He had already lost all hope in his heart, but he kept giving himself more hope.

However, when the imperial physician knelt before him and told him that neither the adult nor the fetus could be preserved, his body softened and slipped. His head hit the corner of the bed, and blood immediately flowed out!

He had never known that she was pregnant. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, wanting to have a child with her. He didn't care whether it was a daughter or a son. As long as she was born, he would treat her like a treasure.

However, he did not have the chance to see his child's birth. Looking at Wen Yi's speechless face, it was as if her heart was hollowed out. He tried her best to gather her thoughts, trying to think of the next step.

Someone helped him up, and he subconsciously held onto that person's hand. When he saw Prince Zhenguo Song Yungang, he said in a daze, "Royal brother, I finally lost her!"

Song Yungang choked and nodded, saying, "It's fine, it's fine, there will be miracles, there will be miracles!"

Song Yunqian's heart was dead gray as he continued to mutter, "In this life, no matter if it's those I love or those I love, they will all die because of me!"

Song Yungang had also shed a couple of male tears. He knew that Wen Yi's death was a huge blow towards Song Yunqian and he could not accept it.

Zhuge Ming was urgently summoned, and when he saw the completely bloodless Wen Yi, his heart tightened. Without saying a word, he stepped forward to save him.

But, there was no reaction from Wen Yi, his pulse could no longer reach it.

Zhuge Ming jumped up and punched Song Yunqian in the face as he roared at him, "Her master once said that if she was to continue to stay by your side and could not even keep his life, why are you so selfish? Why can't you let her go? You hurt her time and time again, ignored her feelings, ignored her pain, kept circling around so many women, coaxing her like a little dog when you liked, and doubted your own guesses when you didn't like his. Song Yunqian, if you don't love her, you should let her go. "

"Zhuge Ming, are you crazy?" Song Yungang pulled him away and rebuked.

Song Yunqian fixed his gaze on Zhuge Ming, his heart felt as if it was being stabbed with a knife. That's right, he already knew that if she continued to stay by his side, she would die, so why was he always so selfish and conceited? What did he think he could change?

It was his selfishness that had killed her, that he had always hurt her in the name of loving her.

He crouched down, heartbroken beyond measure.

If he could let her get better, he would rather not see her in this life, as long as she was alive.

Suddenly, the Blue Doctor shouted, "Look, there seems to be breathing."

Everyone looked over, and saw Wen Yi's chest moving up and down, although it was light, it was clear.

Zhuge Ming walked over quickly and extended his hand to feel his pulse.

"Quick, continue to save her!" Zhuge Ming called out hoarsely, he opened the medicine chest and took out the Heart Protecting Pill and fed it to Wen Yi.

Song Yunqian's heart surged with a trace of ecstasy. He carefully looked at her, saw the imperial physician and Zhuge Ming were trying to save her, and he saw that the wound on her chest was extremely big.

He held his breath, afraid that even a deep breath would cause a change in the situation.

Zhuge Ming told everyone to leave, but he was unwilling to leave. He stood beside the bed like a wooden log, quietly looking at the woman he loved the most in his life.

Zhuge Ming was unable to deal with him, and could only allow him to stay.

Zhuge Ming had already fed his a few Heart Protecting Pills, but he had not made any progress. The only thing worth being happy about was that she could still feel his pulse, and even feel his breath through his nose.

She was still alive, that was the best news.

Song Yunqian had always been guarding her, and everything that had happened today was just like a nightmare.

For three consecutive days and three nights, Wen Yi did not wake up. However, her pulse had not disappeared either.

Zhuge Ming did not leave. Every day, he would feed Wen Yi a Heart Protecting Pill, and then forcibly feed her some soup to protect her life.

On the fourth day, Zhu Fangyuan brought a Taoist.

The Taoist looked at Wen Yi's pale face and shook her head lightly, "Child, why are you not listening? Do you still remember the reason the Pill King told you to come? Your acupuncture of gold is for the benefit of the masses, but you are trapped in love, and have let down the Pill King and your master's efforts. "

After Song Yunqian heard his words, tears streamed down his face. He ignored the majesty of the ruler of a nation, and actually kneeled down and begged him, "Dao length, please save her."

Dao length raised his whisk and sighed. "If I can save her, would you be willing to let her go?"

Song Yunqian nodded, grief overflowing from his eyes. "As long as she can survive, it's fine if I don't see her in my life."

Dao length nodded his head: "You are the ruler of a country. With your mission, she has traveled a thousand years to come here, and also has her mission. I will bring her away, and she will live on.

Dao length sighed as he carried Wen Yi. His legs moved like the wind as he rode the wind and left.

Qian Shan helped Song Yunqian up and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty, Master has left."

Song Yunqian soullessly looked in the direction that the Dao length and Wen Yi had disappeared in, and then left with heavy footsteps.

To not have any fate in this life and to continue in the next was also a beautiful wish.

Only, he didn't know how to make his heart feel less pain.

He stood at the front of the corridor, watching as the flowers bloomed, as if he could once again hear her clear and melodious voice: "My name is Wen Yi!"

It was not a plague, her smiling face was the flower blooming in his heart, always bright, never withering.

Until his life stopped and his soul dispersed.

He probably would never love a girl so much in his life.

Maybe love is a plague.

Song Yunqian sat in front of the Zevi Palace's porch. He had been sitting there for a long time ever since Wen Yi was taken away by the Daoist.

In his heart, from the initial sadness to the slow birth of joy.

At least, she wasn't dead. At least, he had her.

They had a memory that they would never forget.

It's good that she's gone, it's good that she's gone, Song Yunqian thought in his heart, it's good that you're gone, you shouldn't be trapped in the palace, you should have your own dream, you should have your own goals, you can't be dragged down by me anymore, being together with me, you're injured again and again, Wen Yi, I hope that you'll be safe and happy in your life, and never have any worries again.

"Your majesty, it's time to go back and have a meal!"

The one who spoke was Empress Dowager's newly promoted eunuch, Eunuch Lu. He was currently bowing and waiting for the Emperor to arrive.

"zizyphus, where did you serve in the past?" Song Yunqian did not stand up, but asked Road Manager.

Eunuch Lu replied humbly, "In reply to Your Majesty, this servant was previously serving in the Internal Affairs Bureau."

"Then did you order someone to send over all of the Zevi Palace's belongings?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Song Yunqian stood up and turned to look at the door of the Zevi Palace Palace. This door was always open for one person.

"Shut down Zevi Palace. No one is allowed to enter except us."

Road Manager was startled, then he lowered his head and eyebrows, "Yes!"

Song Yunqian left in large strides. From then on, there was no Wen Yi in Zevi Palace, and there was no Wen Yi in his life.