In the years of famine, I was well versed in history and pampered the Northern Army

Chapter 165 News of Death

Within two days, Lu Yan had completed the task. He was shocked by the Lu family's speed.

Although he is not able to completely ensure the safety of the Xu family now, at least Xu Qingyin’s biggest headache has been solved.

Lu Yan also gradually adapted to this life. Although some of the subsequent tasks were very difficult, most of them could still be completed. He just studied like crazy.

Because he knows that only when he becomes strong can he protect the people he really wants to protect.

What's more, although the Lu family is just a stranger to him now, their help to him is enough for him to be grateful.

If possible, he hopes to leave something for the Lu family not only with Xu Qingyin, but also with his own abilities.

At the same time, the words he said to Xu Qingyin before he left also gave her a reassurance. Even though the two of them were not in the same time and space doing completely different things, they still cared about each other.

Everything we do is for each other.

Yunjin.

The political situation in Yunjin is now in turmoil, especially in the magnificent palace. Lu Qian, who is usually so arrogant, is now lying on the bed with weak vital signs, muttering to Fu Yu.

Although his health had been poor a long time ago, his complexion was not as bad as it is now.

Now his eye sockets are black and his cheeks are sunken. If you look at him under the dim light, he even looks like a skeleton.

In just three days, it has become what it is now.

No matter what others did for him or what medicine they gave him, he couldn't eat it. He just kept mumbling "Fu Yu" and "Gui Fei".

"Your Majesty, please stop shouting. I am right beside you, aren't I?"

As she said this, the imperial concubine's hands, with long nails and joints as hard as jade, were casually stirring the bowl of medicine in her hands.

Everyone else has been sent away. Even the queen has been unable to enter under the control of the imperial concubine recently.

What's more, since Lu Yan's life or death is uncertain, the Empress has long lost all concern for him. She may even have fallen seriously ill in the palace.

But now the king of a country is lying on his deathbed, not to mention that the one who will succeed him is the son of the imperial concubine. Who else would care about the queen's health?

Finally, he heard the voice of Fu Yu, whom he had been longing for. The emperor, lying on the bed, grabbed the imperial concubine's arm.

If someone else saw this action, they would probably be frightened, but there was no fear in the imperial concubine's expression, only boundless disgust, as if she had already been disgusted with the pair of dry hands on her body.

She calmly placed the medicine in her hand on the table beside her and gently pushed the hand away.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night and you haven't drunk any alcohol yet. How come you are drunk?"

The person next to him seemed to have a blank expression, as if in disbelief:

"Fuyu, Fuyu, do you still remember me? Fuyu..."

But the woman next to him seemed to be completely unable to perceive the man's thoughts and feelings. There was no expression on her face. She just picked up the bowl that had just been placed on the table, stirred it slowly, and blew it gently.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is cold now, drink it quickly."

Who doesn't know this? His Majesty's health is already failing, and this medicine in his hand has no effect on him, not even to prolong his life.

It just serves as a little psychological comfort.

"Fuyu, my feelings for you are growing deeper and deeper. You are the one I think about day and night. Do you feel the same way about me?"

The emperor lying on the bed is usually wise and powerful. Although he is extremely absurd in formal terms, he still has a lot of say.

Today, he was like a dried corpse, begging the woman next to him, asking her if she had ever loved him.

When he asked this, the expression of the imperial concubine beside him did not change at all, as if she did not care at all.

"Your Majesty, please get up and take your medicine."

She ignored the man beside her, as if she was too lazy to say a word to him.

If you ask if there is love between them, the answer is probably yes.

After all, with the Imperial Concubine's looks, even if she was a newcomer to the palace, the current Shang Na would definitely favor her.

But Lu Qian is definitely not someone who can stay together for his entire life, and Fu Yu has high expectations for her partner and herself.

Instead of wasting too much time on a man, she thought it would be better to take all the power into her own hands as soon as possible so that she wouldn't have to rely on anyone.

"Fuyu, I know you may have never loved me, but I love you so much."

When he said this, the imperial concubine beside him just listened as if someone else was saying it, without any emotion.

She seemed to be fed up, and also seemed to feel that this man really had no deterrent power at all.

Rather than seeing him looking so pitiful and wasting so much time and energy on himself, it would be better to crush the poisonous insect in his body before he dies.

Before he dies, let him clearly recognize himself and take one last look at the world. He won't live long anyway.

"I want to see how true and false your thoughts are."

After saying this, she urged the mother insect in her body. At this time, Lu Qian's face was filled with pain, and the child insects in his body shattered.

He felt something leave his mind and something enter.

His eyes, which had been cloudy for such a long time, finally became clear for a moment.

"So many years."

I don't know what he was sighing about.

At this time, the imperial concubine faced him, as if she was looking at a kitten or puppy that interested her very much.

Because in the past, those who cast the curse on her usually had to watch helplessly as they died after failing to get what they wanted for her.

This was the first time that he crushed the insect himself. Seeing him regain his composure, he wondered how much of Lu Qian's feelings were real and how much they were fake.

After all, no matter what, when she first entered the palace, he did love her deeply and passionately for a period of time.

"How come His Majesty is awake now? Does he still remember your Fu Yu?"

Lu Qian looked up at him, closed his eyes, said nothing, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

Even now, she couldn't understand the meaning of this tear.

After feeding the bowl of medicine, she sneered:

"As expected, all men in the world are the same. If it weren't for the Gu worm keeping you hooked, who could be so loyal and true for so long?"

After that she left.

When I came back, I heard the news of Lu Qian's death.