AWB Chapter 435 The outcome is the same in both lifetimes.
Chapter 435 The outcome is the same in both lifetimes.
Xie Yanli's eyes were cold, and his voice was extremely low.
"Your Majesty can summon me if you need anything in the future; please do not call my wife anymore."
He didn't know if Gao Xian would do something like stealing a minister's wife.
He dared not gamble, nor could he afford to.
He cannot lose Qin Jiuwei, not even the slightest possibility.
If Gao Xian really intends to do such a thing, don't blame him for turning ruthless...
Gao Xian's pale face darkened further.
Seeing that things were not going well, Qin Jiuwei immediately reached out and grabbed Xie Yanli's wrist, gently tugging at it, her voice soft, "Husband, I'm fine."
"It was the Empress Dowager who summoned me to the palace and asked me to visit the Emperor."
Xie Yanli looked down at her, his eyes still full of worry.
At the same time, some doubts arose in my mind.
Why did the Empress Dowager send her to see Gao Xian?
Seeing that Qin Jiuwei was alright, Xie Yanli's tense expression finally relaxed, and his divine sense began to notice his surroundings.
Only then did he smell a strong stench of blood.
His eyes instantly became alert.
Following the smell...
Ultimately, the blood fell onto Gao Xian's bleeding left arm.
Before him lay a bright red white silk cloth, densely covered with scriptures.
Xie Yanli's pupils contracted.
Gao Xian met Xie Yanli's suddenly tightening gaze and pursed his lips.
He then spoke in a low voice.
"Summoning her to the palace was not my intention."
He struggled to sit up straighter, his pale face appearing even weaker in the candlelight.
"I didn't expect her to come... This is the Empress Dowager's order."
"What I promised you before still stands."
He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the turbulent emotions within them.
Xie Yanli frowned deeply, his heart filled with complex emotions.
But in the end, he suppressed his emotions and bowed respectfully to Gao Xian.
"Thank you, Your Majesty... If I may be so bold as to add one more thing, I hope Your Majesty will take good care of your health."
"My minister retire."
After saying that, he took Qin Jiuwei's hand, and without lingering any longer, led her away.
Gao Xian sat quietly in the hall, watching the two figures disappear into the distance.
The palace doors were slightly ajar, shutting out light and shadow, leaving only a deathly silence within the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The candlelight flickered in the bronze lamp, casting his lonely shadow long on the ground.
Gao Xian sat there for a while.
But the more he stayed alone, the more intense the tearing loneliness and stinging pain became, almost ripping him apart.
He couldn't help but lean on the table to get up, his steps unsteady, and walked towards the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The heavy, gold-lacquered door was half-open, and he leaned against the doorframe.
Outside the palace, the morning sun was still low.
Qin Jiuwei and Xie Yanli walked side by side, their figures elongated by the morning light.
The man was dressed in a crimson court robe, while the woman wore an elegant silk dress.
The two walked side by side, in perfect sync, and were an inexplicably well-matched couple.
Gao Xian stared intently.
Even though he knew she wouldn't turn back, he still couldn't help but look at her.
He leaned against the door frame, as if he had lost his soul.
He was completely unaware that the wound on his arm was bleeding again.
It felt as if a huge rock was pressing on my chest, so heavy that I could hardly breathe.
The outcome is the same in both lifetimes.
He never truly possessed her.
Gao Xian looked down at his palms, which were white from exerting too much force, and smiled bitterly.
As I laughed, my eyes suddenly stung with tears.
The sting forced him to close his eyes.
He only slowly withdrew his gaze after the two figures had turned the corner of the corridor and disappeared from sight.
His fingers gripped the door frame stiffly.
A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and his vision went black.
He tried to hold on, but his body wouldn't obey him.
"Boom-"
A deep, muffled sound echoed in the empty hall.
Gao Xian collapsed heavily onto the cold ground.
Then, utter darkness descended.
Yuanxi's face changed drastically, and he rushed in: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Someone come here! His Majesty has fainted!"
Chaos erupted immediately inside the hall.
The eunuchs were terrified and scrambled towards the Imperial Hospital.
A moment later, several imperial physicians rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"The pulse is weak and the breathing is unsteady!"
Another person had already taken out silver needles and, with trembling hands, sealed several major acupoints on Gao Xian to prevent the flow of qi and blood.
"Prepare the ginseng decoction and fetch the wound medicine, quickly!"
Amidst the flickering flames, the aroma of medicine mingled with the stench of blood.
In his dazed state, Gao Xian felt a metallic taste in his throat.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was the dim candlelight and a flurry of panicked figures.
"Xian'er, Xian'er, you're finally awake!"
The Empress Dowager rushed to the bedside immediately, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked with sobs.
She cried as she tightly gripped Gao Xian's hand, the veins on the back of her hand bulging, as if afraid he would leave again.
"Mother..."
Gao Xian's voice was dry and hoarse as he moved his fingers.
"Don't speak, don't speak..." The Empress Dowager hurriedly wiped away her tears, suppressing her emotions, and personally brought over a bowl of medicine.
"This is a medicine to replenish blood and nourish qi. Listen to me and drink it."
Gao Xian's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked at the Empress Dowager's reddened eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and slowly drank the bowl of bitter medicine.
The medicine slid down my throat, carrying a strong bitter taste.
The pain was so intense that his heart ached slightly.
As the Empress Dowager fed him the medicine, she choked back tears and said, "Xian'er, you're not allowed to do this again... Don't torture yourself like this anymore!"
The flickering candlelight in the hall illuminated Gao Xian's pale and thin profile.
He closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, the sound barely audible.
"...Yes, Mother."