Gu Rongzhan felt as if he was in a chaotic world, surrounded by darkness.
Only a glimmer of light could be seen not far away, and in the light seemed to be a woman.
He instinctively called out, “Qingying…” and quickly ran towards that person.
Duan Qingying slowly turned her head, her eyes filled with tears.
She whispered softly, "We will never meet again…"
Gu Rongzhan's tears had already wet his face as he desperately ran towards Duan Qingying.
But Duan Qingying's figure was getting further and further away.
"Qingying… Qingying…"
Gu Rongzhan, lying on the pillow, had a large patch of bloodstains on his chest, but his face was covered with wet tears.
He was still tightly clutching the damaged scroll in his hand, and no one could pry it open.
Gu Zhaozhao stood by the bedside, watching a large group of Imperial Physicians constantly busy.
Her small mouth had already formed a pout, and she carefully held Gu Rongzhan's big hand, softly calling, "Father, don't die, I am Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao doesn't want you to leave."
Behind her, Gu Jinglan, with a pained expression, reached out and patted her shoulder, "Zhaozhao, be good, Father will be fine."
The little milk bun turned her head, her big eyes already swollen from crying, and she pulled Gu Jinglan's hand and said softly, "But such a long arrow hit Father…"
Before she could finish, she started crying again.
Gu Jingxuan and Gu Jinghan, who were beside her, all gathered around.
Gu Jingxuan even picked up his sister directly, "Father is the Son of Heaven, and the Imperial Physician just said that it didn't hit the heart. Father is only in a coma, he will be fine."
Gu Jinghan followed, nodding, but his eyes were also red, "Zhaozhao, don't cry, Father won't die."
Gu Jingyan, in armor, walked in.
Looking at the few people, he said sternly, "What are you doing here, all of you, get out!"
Gu Jingxuan held Gu Zhaozhao tightly, his voice cold, "Eldest Imperial Brother, we are just worried about Father."
Gu Jingyan's eyes were full of blame, and he glanced at Gu Zhaozhao, "Worried about Father? You should cause less trouble."
The little milk bun, filled with self-blame, lowered her head and buried her face in Gu Jingxuan's shoulder.
"It's all Zhaozhao's fault, Zhaozhao is bad."
She was just too greedy, why did she eat the Wicked Madam's things, knowing that she was not a good person?
Now Father is going to die, and Mother's painting is also ruined.
She no longer has a Father and a Mother.
Thinking of these, Gu Zhaozhao cried out loud.
Several older brothers immediately came around, feeling heartache.
Gu Jinglan stood in front of the others, his gaze directly at Gu Jingyan, "Eldest Imperial Brother, now that Father's life is in danger, we are all very sad, you shouldn't blame Zhaozhao at this time.
Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with Zhaozhao, who would have thought that Imperial Concubine Shu was a member of the Liuyun Witch Clan."
Gu Jingyan snorted coldly, "You are united now, where were you when I fought with Father on the city walls?!"
Suddenly, the others were silent, and their faces also flushed.
Gu Jinghan picked at his fingers and muttered softly, "It was Father who didn't let us out, so…"
Gu Jingyan frowned slightly and went directly to Gu Rongzhan's bedside, "You all go out, I'll be here, I'll guard Father."
The few people looked at each other, knowing that this time they were grateful to Eldest Imperial Brother for his timely mobilization of the Imperial Guards, which allowed them to protect the people in the palace.
Although they wanted to stay, they had nothing to say and had to leave the room dejectedly.
Gu Zhaozhao was lying on Gu Jingxuan's shoulder, her eyes always fixed on Gu Rongzhan on the bed.
"Fourth Brother, I miss Father."
Gu Jingxuan patted her head, "Zhaozhao, be good, we shouldn't disturb the Imperial Physician, they will cure Father."
The brothers sat in the Hall, all with their brows furrowed.
Gu Jinghan broke the silence, "Zhaozhao, what exactly happened, why did Noble Consort Shu suddenly go crazy? And why did Father keep calling Qingying, who is Qingying?"
Gu Jinglan covered his mouth, and quickly turned to look at Gu Zhaozhao, who was sitting on a chair beside them.
Seeing that she had no reaction, he whispered to Gu Jinghan, "Jinghan, don't ask random questions, Qingying… she is Zhaozhao's Mother."
Gu Jinghan was stunned, and with his big eyes, he covered his own mouth.
If he had known it was Zhaozhao's Mother, he would never have said anything like that.
Just when everyone thought the little milk bun was going to be sad again, Gu Zhaozhao suddenly raised her head.
The small person's eyes were filled with stubbornness, and she replied loudly, "Duan Qingying is my Mother, she was killed by the Wicked Madam back then, the Wicked Madam is a bad person from Liuyun who uses Big Worms."
The few people looked at each other, their faces showing nothing but shock.
Gu Jingxuan frowned and said, "You said that Noble Consort Ying was killed by Imperial Concubine Shu back then?"
Gu Zhaozhao nodded softly, "Mhm, Father also knows."
Speaking of these things, her eyes were red again.
Mother's paintings were ruined, and she didn't know how Mother was doing now.
Suddenly, she jumped off the chair, "Snow Brother!"
The few people were puzzled.
When did they get a Snow Brother?!
Gu Zhaozhao stood at the doorway and called out loudly, "Snow Brother, where are you? Come out and see Zhaozhao."
Even Bai Muxue floated out slowly, "I am Sister Xue, not Snow Brother."
Could it be that Zhaozhao was silly because she was worried about Gu Rongzhan?
She moved her body and came to Gu Zhaozhao's eyes, "Zhaozhao, are you alright?"
She thought they were calling her, but the little milk bun didn't even look at her.
She then realized that there really was a Snow Brother.
A series of sounds came from the roof tiles, and everyone looked up.
With a whoosh, a black shadow flashed by, and a big black cat landed steadily on the ground.
Gu Zhaozhao was overjoyed, pouting her little buttocks and hugged Taxue, "Snow Brother, you're here, how is Mother?"
Gu Jinglan's pupils contracted, and he pointed at Taxue and shouted, "I know him, the Big Black Cat from Yunying Palace!"
Taxue's footsteps seemed a bit unsteady, and he collapsed as soon as Gu Zhaozhao hugged him.
The little milk bun held his soft body, feeling heartache, "Snow Brother, are you injured?"
Taxue nodded softly, "Master is temporarily fine, I have lost a lot of Daoist Cultivation to protect her Soul Body, now… now I feel a little uncomfortable."
The others present: !!!
Cats can talk??
Gu Jinglan quickly took Gu Zhaozhao to the side hall, "There are too many people here."
Beside the bed in the side hall, the brothers stood in a row.
Gu Zhaozhao was lying on the edge of the bed, and she gently stroked Taxue's black and shiny fur with her small hands.
"Snow Brother, what can Zhaozhao do to help you?"
Taxue, after hearing Gu Zhaozhao's call, had come with all his strength.
Now he couldn't stand up.
He didn't care about the few pairs of eyes staring at him, or the Female Ghost who was equally shocked.
He opened his mouth and said, "It's okay, I'll rest for a few days, but Master is still trapped in the Painting, I need… I need you to pull her out."
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