His heart heavy with sorrow, he couldn't hold back another mouthful of blood.
He began to laugh maniacally in the rain, mocking the sky, the earth, and the cruelty of fate. At the same time, he mocked his own foolishness.
The rain continued to pour down. The world was dark, and only the occasional lightning could briefly illuminate the sky and the earth. The thunder roared, echoing Yong Yaxuan's state of mind.
He stopped laughing and looked hopelessly at the countless curtains of rain falling. His eyes were as lifeless as stagnant water.
He didn't know how much time had passed when the sound of disorderly hoofbeats came.
"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!" Some people dismounted their horses and shouted at him, but it seemed all irrelevant to him. He had lost control of his own body.
Who was he? Where was he? What was he doing?
...
After Yong Yaxuan was taken back to the palace, he had a fever. In his delirium, he felt that he was curled up in a cave, shivering all over. There were people coming and going on the road, but no one noticed him. Suddenly, a woman in red appeared, with a charming smile and bright eyes. It was his Yu'er. He rushed towards her as if seeing hope, but she didn't seem to see him.
"Yu'er, Yu'er!" He couldn't help shouting, but his voice turned into that of a childish boy.
The woman in red finally turned around and looked at him with a smiling face full of joy. At that moment, Yong Yaxuan was on the verge of tears. His Yu'er finally noticed him.
The woman in red hugged him and said gently, "Be a good boy. Mother won't leave you."
At that moment, he was only as tall as her waist. He was stunned, feeling as cold as if he had fallen into an endless ice cellar. His smile faded.
Just then, he found that the woman in red disappeared beside him, and he returned to his normal appearance. At this time, he was holding a swaddling - baby in his arms. The baby was pink and tender, with a chubby little face, very cute. Looking at the baby, his heart melted. He gently touched the baby's little face, but the baby burst into tears. As he cried, he began to cough, and then he coughed up blood.
Yong Yaxuan was so frightened that he was in a complete mess.
Just then, the woman in red appeared again. She snatched the swaddling - baby from his arms, took a look at the baby, and then glared at him angrily. "Yong Yaxuan, what have you done!"
Yong Yaxuan quickly said, "I don't know. I know nothing!"
Suddenly, he had a splitting headache. He hugged his head and cried loudly.
The woman in red reached out and shook him. "You villain! Return my child's life! Return my child's life!" Yong Yaxuan was shaken dizzy.
Just then, the scene around him changed again.
This time, he was in the Cold Palace. A child was squatting in the corner, drawing circles on the ground. Yong Yaxuan walked over and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The child looked up at him with innocent eyes and said, "I don't know who I am either. I'm waiting for my mother and father here, but neither of them has come."
Yong Yaxuan asked, "Did they promise to come and pick you up?"
The child nodded. His face was chubby and cute. "They told me to wait here. They will definitely come."
Yong Yaxuan looked at him, his heart softening. He also said gently, "Okay, okay. They will definitely come."
Just then, a man and a woman rushed over. The man was angry and holding a bowl of something. He rushed towards the child and tried to pour it into his mouth. The woman tried to stop him desperately. "No! You can't do this!"
The man laughed ferociously. "Now you can't leave. None of you can leave! Hahaha."
After the child drank the stuff in the bowl, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood seemed so close that it all splashed on Yong Yaxuan's face. Then the child looked at Yong Yaxuan in disbelief, his eyes gradually losing their sparkle, and then he fell down.
"No! No!" Yong Yaxuan reached out his hand to catch him, but grasped nothing. So he went to find the murderer, but when the murderer turned around, with a cold expression, it was actually his own face.
Yong Yaxuan couldn't help shouting!
The man left ferociously, while the woman sat on the ground and sobbed.
Frightened and sad, Yong Yaxuan wanted to help her up, but the woman slapped his hand away. "Get out of here!"
Yong Yaxuan could only watch her from a distance. He was powerless. He could do nothing.
In great pain, Yong Yaxuan suddenly sat up from the bed. He opened his eyes and felt a salty taste in his mouth. It turned out that a tear had fallen into the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the room was still dark.
As soon as the imperial physician saw Yong Yaxuan wake up, he said, "Your Majesty, don't move. Don't move!"
Only then did Yong Yaxuan realize that he was in the Zixiang Palace. The old imperial physician was guarding beside him.
"What time is it?" he asked with difficulty, feeling his throat dry and his voice hoarse.
"It's the third watch." Seeing this, the imperial physician quickly poured a cup of water on the table and handed it over. "Your Majesty, please moisten your lips and tongue. Don't drink too quickly."
Yong Yaxuan took a small sip.
After waking up, he felt pain all over his body, and even his eyes were sore.
"How do you feel, Your Majesty?" The old imperial physician observed carefully and asked softly.
"I'm in extreme pain." Yong Yaxuan couldn't help but say these four words.
The imperial physician sighed. "Fortunately, Your Majesty was wearing armor. You didn't break your ribs when you fell off the horse. But you were in a state of depression some days ago, and there was blood stasis in your chest. Now that you've vomited it all out after the fall, it's actually a good thing."
Yong Yaxuan couldn't help laughing mockingly. "Is this also a good thing?"
The imperial physician said, "Your Majesty has many bruises on your body at this time. You need to rest quietly. Moreover, you had old injuries before. You can't ignore your own body anymore."
Yong Yaxuan nodded and said to the imperial physician, "I understand."
The imperial physician added, "I've already prescribed a tonic prescription for Your Majesty. Although Your Majesty has disliked the bitterness of medicine since childhood, bitter medicine is good for the illness. Your Majesty still has to drink it."
Yong Yaxuan nodded again. "I won't act like a child anymore."
The medicine that Huahudie gave him before was much more bitter than the imperial physician's medicine. Didn't he finish it? Now there was no one to pamper him, no one who knew he was afraid of bitterness and would prepare a piece of candy for him. The woman who would sit beside his bed and smile as she gave him candy was no longer there.
The imperial physician stepped forward and felt Yong Yaxuan's forehead with the back of his hand. Then he said, "Your Majesty's high fever has subsided a little, but it may recur. Your Majesty, don't think too much during this period. Relax, okay?"
The imperial physician was kind and gentle, which made Yong Yaxuan remember that he had grown up under the care of this imperial physician since childhood. He was naughty when he was a child and got injured a lot. Every time he got injured, the imperial physician would watch over him worriedly, and Cheng Xuan would come to take care of him.
Thinking of the past, his heart softened a little more.
Just then, a secret report came from Beihan. Yong Yaxuan looked at the pattern and format of the secret report and recognized that it was from Ran Wei.
Ran Wei never sent him messages. This secret communication channel was basically not used unless it was absolutely necessary. He couldn't help but be curious about what could make Ran Wei so anxious. So he opened the secret report and saw a few tiny regular - script characters on it: "Sister Fei Yu is trapped in Beihan."