Seventh Master, Madam didn't go back to the mansion today.

The silence after the vigorous wedding of the three brothers of the Wei family is unaccustomed to them.

The sky was getting dark, Song Yitao was leaning on the head of the bed, coughing more and more serious, his face was pale and pale, and his whole body was becoming unbearably thin.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Song Yitao leaned against the bed and coughed weakly. The situation in the past two days has become worse and worse. Turning around in the stomach, it all vomited out.

Song Yitao looked at the ground and sighed, he was not yet 30 years old, and he was about to die. He came to the ancient times and became the first person to travel through history.

Qi Yutao brought her a bowl of medicine, helped her up to drink the medicine: "Come on, Taotao, this is the cough medicine that Doctor Yang prescribed for you, it will make you feel better after drinking it."

Song Yitao smelled the stinky Chinese medicine, and turned her head away: "I won't drink...you have hired so many doctors, and each doctor said something different, some said I had tuberculosis, some said He also said that I was infected with the plague, and I knew that it was not a disease at all, but that the colored glaze bottle was broken, and I was about to die, so it was not good to look at."

Qi Yutao slowly put down the medicine bowl, his eyes were red, and he pulled Song Yitao's hand reluctantly: "Your body is getting worse, what should you do? Is there really no other way?"

Song Yitao shook her head, shed tears, and looked at the man in front of her: "Little Seventh Master, what a pity, I'm going to die, and I haven't given birth to a child for you yet. Do you think you won't remember me after I disappear? It’s like I’ve never been here?”

Song Yitao looked into each other's eyes, eyes full of hope and enthusiasm gradually dimmed: "However, if that's the case, it might be the best result. The two of us, it was impossible to be together. Let me see you , it is my honor to know you and fall in love with you."

Xiao Qiye suppressed tears and gently stroked her face: "Silly girl, don't talk nonsense, you will get better. You are so weak now, and you haven't eaten anything these days. Are you hungry? Want to eat something?" What? Shall I make it for you?"

Song Yitao thought for a while: "I want to eat... hot pot."

"Okay. I'll go get it." Little Seventh Master turned around and silently wiped away his tears.

At noon, Qi Yutao helped Song Yitao to eat hot pot in the gazebo in the Lion Court.He cooked the dishes for her by himself and put them in her bowl.

Song Yitao was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to hold the vegetables, and after holding them for a long time, her hands were shaking uncomfortably.When Xiao Qiye saw it, he simply fed it to her.

Song Yitao chewed a couple of mouthfuls, and shed tears again: "Why is there no taste...why can't I feel any taste at all?"

Xiao Qiye thought he had burnt it down, so he picked up a chopstick and ate it, the taste was just right, but Song Yitao said there was no taste, Xiao Qiye calmly put down the chopsticks.

"The doctor said you want a list diet, so I didn't add any salt. I'm sorry, Taotao, can I get you something else?"

Song Yitao looked at the ingredients in the hot pot soup, and silently complained about the majestic king regent, who couldn't even tell a lie.

"Little Qiye. Look at that big locust tree." Song Yitao pointed to the big locust tree not far away, "We met here, met each other, and you proposed to me under the locust tree. In summer, there are everywhere Beautiful firefly, I lie on the rocking chair and listen to you telling me stories."

"Ten years have passed. I really, really don't want to..."

"Little Qiye, can you take me to ride a bicycle?" Song Yitao turned to look at him.

Qi Yutao nodded: "Okay, I will take you wherever you want."

After eating, Qi Yutao put a cape on Song Yitao, and gently hugged her on the back seat of the bicycle. The two of them shuttled around the city of Shengjing, feeling the wind of time caressing their faces.

Song Yitao sat behind him, looking at the familiar street scene here, everything here, every face here seems to have her memories.

She used to do live broadcasts and sell goods on this street, she used to run errands in the streets and alleys as a takeaway lady, she also held hands with Xiao Qiye and went shopping together, went to the theater to listen to music, and went to the drunken top floor together Have a big meal here.

Everything here was played back in her mind like a movie.

The woman behind her kept silent, and the hands holding her waist were weak and weak, as if they would slip off at any moment.Xiao Qiye looked pained, but he still didn't want her to see his sadness, so he pretended to be happy and continued riding his bicycle.

On this day, Xiao Qiye took her to many places, reminiscing about everything in the past, watching the sunset together, and seeing the familiar mountains and rivers together.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Xiao Qiye said while sitting on the top of the hill.

Song Yitao leaned on his shoulder, her voice was weak: "Little Seventh Master, I want to sit here and watch the sunrise tomorrow, can you accompany me?"

Xiao Qiye was silent for a while, she was indeed getting fewer days every day, and he would promise her whatever she wanted.

"Okay. I'll accompany you." Qi Yutao was worried that the dew in the night would cool her down, so he put another coat on her and let her fall asleep in his arms.

"Little Qiye. I want to hear you sing Farewell My Concubine again. Can you sing it to me?" Song Yitao murmured against his chest.

Qi Yutao took a deep breath, adjusted his voice, and sang operas softly.

The girl in her arms shed tears as she listened.

She was about to leave, she really didn't want to leave this man...

In the early morning of the second day, Qi Yutao leaned against the tree and slowly woke up. Seeing the beautiful sunrise just emerging from the top of the mountain, he quickly patted Song Yitao on the shoulder: "Taotao! Wake up! Look at the sky!"

Song Yitao slowly opened his eyes and looked at the fiery red sunrise in the sky, it was full of hope, beautiful and peaceful.

"Taotao, we will have countless sunrises and countless good days. If you stay by my side, I will also be by your side. For me, you have to live a good life, okay?" Qi Yutao hugged hugged the thin girl, afraid that she would disappear as soon as he let go.

Song Yitao gave him a gentle smile, and shook Qi Yutao's hand back.

"Let's go back."

"Okay." Qi Yutao helped her up, went to get things and ride a bicycle by himself, turned around, but heard a thump behind her——Song Yitao fainted on the ground.

"Peach!!"

Song Yunqing, who was far away in Gu Yue, received a letter from Qi Yutao, saying that Song Yitao was seriously ill and was about to die, so he asked him to come and see her, and think about it, there is any way to save her.

Song Yunqing was so anxious that he even asked his father-in-law Grandmaster Nangong to discuss the solution. Grandmaster Nangong also shook his head after hearing this, and couldn't understand what he was talking about.But Grandmaster Nangong suggested to him that such a matter of God's will may not be able to be helped by human beings. Perhaps, if he invites someone who knows how to figure out God's will, he may be able to save him.

Song Yunqing rolled his eyes, muttering about God's will, master.Suddenly he thought of the water beryl that he was wearing on his chest, wasn't this given to him by an expert?When he was injured last time, he vaguely saw a beam of light on his chest healing him, that's why he recovered so quickly.

Song Yunqing nodded with an epiphany, and immediately asked people to issue an order to find that expert. As long as there is news, they will bring people to see him immediately.

Song Yunqing waited for two days in the Palace of King Gu Yue, but he didn't get any news. If he dragged on, he was worried that Song Yitao wouldn't be able to make it through, so he had to bring two imperial physicians with excellent medical skills to visit Song Yitao in Daning Kingdom.

Song Yunqing got into the sedan chair leaving the palace, and the wind-blown curtains by the window fluttered slightly.Song Yunqing turned around, and vaguely saw a familiar person under a big tree.

The old man with white beard smiled and stroked his beard, looked at him from a distance, and shook the Buddha dust in his hand.

"Wait! Stop the sedan!" Song Yunqing ordered.