noffsinger Chapter 397: Previous Life (End) Farewell, Opportunity: I just miss your mother
Chapter 397: Previous Life (End) Farewell, Opportunity: I just miss your mother
She looked up and saw that Xiao Yan's mouth was red.
He had no expression on his face and took out a handkerchief to wipe it, as if nothing had happened.
After wiping it, he looked at the dark red bloodstains on the handkerchief and smiled, but his eyes could not hide his fatigue.
He murmured:
"I wanted to see Chen'er get married, but I'm really too tired. I'm afraid I can't wait. Zhao Zhao, don't blame me..."
Some people are accustomed to enduring, and don't easily complain about pain, tiredness, or grievances. But as long as they say it out loud, it proves that they have reached their limit.
Lin Zhaoyue listened to his words and always felt that they were unlucky, and had a bad premonition in her heart.
"Xiao Yan, what do you mean? What do you mean? What do you mean you can't wait any longer?"
She knew that his health was badly damaged, but as long as he took good care of himself, stopped worrying about other things, relaxed and rested, it would not be a problem for him to live another ten or eight years.
"Don't you care about Chen'er anymore?"
But no matter how Lin Zhaoyue questioned, Xiao Yan could not hear her and could not answer her questions.
When Xiao Yan came out of the basement, he looked up and saw Xiao Jingchen who had been standing in the yard for who knows how long.
A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Yun's dark eyes, and then he understood.
Xiao Jingchen is not stupid. He wants to know this matter, but it is only a matter of time.
Xiao Jingchen heard the footsteps behind him, turned around and shouted:
"Father."
"Have you come to see your mother?"
Xiao Jingchen nodded honestly.
Xiao Yan didn't ask him when he knew it, but just said:
"Come here and have a drink with me."
Xiao Jingchen looked at Xiao Yan. This time he did not tell Xiao Yan to take care of his health and not drink alcohol. Instead, he nodded and said:
"it is good."
The orchid garden has always been taken care of, and the father and son went to the pavilion in the main courtyard.
In the past, Xiao Yan would play the piano and paint in this pavilion during his spare time.
Since she didn't know how to do it, he taught her step by step.
"During the three years that I was away, Chen'er did a great job, especially in the construction of water conservancy projects. Chen'er did a better job than father did."
Xiao Jingchen felt a little embarrassed when he heard Xiao Yan's praise, and said:
"I dare not take credit for this. This was accomplished so smoothly because of the concerted efforts of all the ministers."
Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Jingchen, smiled, and praised him generously:
"I know you are humble, Chen'er, it's amazing, your mother will be happy for you."
Xiao Yan said, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and then slowly said:
"The remnants of the previous dynasty have long been eliminated, the Northern Jue have now surrendered, the border has been pacified, and a 100-year alliance agreement has been signed with the other six countries. As long as nothing goes wrong, with your uncle Shen and the elders in the cabinet here, there won't be any big problems."
Xiao Jingchen was slightly startled, vaguely aware of something, and shouted:
"Father...you..."
Xiao Yan took off the jade pendant from his waist, handed it to Xiao Jingchen, and said calmly:
"I will pass the throne to you."
Xiao Jingchen looked at the jade pendant in front of him and knelt down with a plop.
"Father is in his prime..."
A smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face, and he said:
"Why? Do you want your father to work hard until his old age? Your father has already spent most of his life worrying about you. Please feel sorry for him!"
In fact, as early as these years, ever since Xiao Ying began to let go of internal affairs and eliminate all factors that were unfavorable to the security of the country and the throne, Xiao Jingchen had vaguely guessed that there would be such a day, and everything his father did was to pave the way for him.
But when that day really came, he suddenly wanted to cry and his eyes became red.
Xiao Yan reached out his hand, helped the man up, and said softly:
"Be steady. Chen'er has done very well in the past three years and is already a qualified emperor. Father is relieved to leave Anguo to you.
Although the Northern Jue have surrendered, and the royal family and nobles have all been killed, the Northern Jue are barbaric and may be difficult to educate. If they cannot be educated, they should be killed. Don’t be soft-hearted.”
As he spoke, Xiao Yan reached out his hand, touched his head lovingly, and said:
"Father has taught you everything he should have taught you, and has done everything he should have done. Chen'er, you have always been smart, and you always know which way to go and what you want. Father is very confident in you.
I have already drafted the abdication edict. If there is anything that cannot be solved or is troubling, please find your grandfather, eldest uncle, fourth uncle, Uncle Shen, Uncle Feng and Aunt Feng. They will all help you. Father should have seen you get married and start a family, but..."
Xiao Yan paused for a moment and said:
"From now on, you will be the only one walking on this road."
Xiao Jingchen heard the farewell tone in Xiao Yun's words, and finally he could no longer control his tears. He reached out, hugged Xiao Yun, and cried like a child.
"Father, please don't... You can't let me be without a mother since I was born, and now I'm without a father."
Xiao Yan reached out and patted Xiao Jingchen's back again and again, just like when they were little.
This was the son he had raised for twenty-one years. He was handsome, intelligent, talented, brave and resourceful. He passed the imperial examination at the age of thirteen and became famous in Kyoto.
I think Zhao Zhao should be satisfied.
"Chen'er, Father is really tired."
Xiao Jingchen cried and said:
"If your Majesty is tired, please take a good rest. All the state affairs will be handed over to Chen'er. Your Majesty, please don't abandon Chen'er. Chen'er only has you..."
Xiao Yan reached out his hand, wiped away his overflowing tears with his fingertips, and said:
"Chen'er also has grandpa, grandma, eldest uncle, second aunt, fourth uncle, Uncle Shen, Aunt Feng, Uncle Feng... They all love you very much."
"But Chen'er also wants father. If mother were still alive, she would never let father do this."
Xiao Jingchen complained, and then he pushed Xiao Yan away, wiping his tears and said stubbornly:
"Chen'er should go and talk to mother now. She will definitely not let father abandon Chen'er..."
Xiao Jingchen hasn't cried since he was five years old. He has always been self-controlled and dignified, but now he is like a child who has been wronged.
Lin Zhaoyue was feeling extremely distressed and followed behind Xiao Jingchen.
Before the two of them walked out of the pavilion, they heard Xiao Yun's low and hoarse voice coming from behind them.
"I just miss your mother, very much, very much..."
The two of them paused...
……
Lin Zhaoyue originally thought that Xiao Yan was just drunk and talking nonsense that night, but she never expected that from that day on, he handed over all government affairs to Xiao Jingchen, and he himself asked the embroiderer to make the wedding dress within three months.
The phoenix coronet and bridal bridal gown were tailor-made to her measurements. She realized what Xiao Yan was going to do, and she scolded him every day and even tried to enter his dreams, but all failed.
Lin Zhaoyue was extremely anxious, but she was powerless and could only watch Xiao Yun continue to behave so absurdly.
On the day when the wedding dress was made, he chose an auspicious day and issued an imperial decree to establish Xiao Jingchen as the new emperor.
On the second day after Xiao Jingchen ascended the throne, Xiao Yun went to the Huguo Temple.
Xiao Jingchen followed secretly, holding the tiger-head shoes embroidered for him by Lin Zhaoyue before her death and wearing the jade pendant given to him by Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan soon discovered him, looked at Xiao Jingchen's red eyes, and said helplessly:
"The country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Government affairs are busy. You should go back!"
Xiao Jingchen rarely disobeyed Xiao Yun's orders, but at this moment, he was more stubborn than the donkey, and Xiao Yun couldn't drive him away no matter what.
In the end, Xiao Yan had no choice but to knock him out himself and have someone tie him up and carry him back.
When they arrived at the Huguo Temple, Lin Zhaoyue was even more anxious than Xiao Yun. She floated straight up, wanting to meet Master Kongwu and stop Xiao Yun's ridiculous behavior. However, the low and melodious Sanskrit sounds echoed in her ears again. This time her reaction was even more intense than the first time she came here. She fainted before entering the temple.
Huguo Temple, Stargazing Hall.
Bai Mozi looked at Xiao Yan in front of him and sighed:
"Ying'er, you will die. Have you really thought about it?"
"I have made up my mind. Even if I die, I want to see her again."
"Things in the way of heaven are based on cause and effect. There is only a glimmer of hope, and no one has ever tried it. If you still can't see her, will you regret it?"
The man said firmly, "No regrets!"
……
When Lin Zhaoyue woke up again, she was in her dead body.
Her body had been replaced with a phoenix crown and bridal robe and was lying on an altar. She was trapped in her body, able to see and hear but unable to speak or move.
Xiao Yan wore a red robe and followed the ancient rituals and the monk's instructions to complete all the ceremonies. Finally, he knelt in front of the altar and chanted:
"Since I ascended the throne, I have been working diligently, day and night, fearing that the country would be in turmoil and the people would be restless! After years of hard work, I have finally made the country stable and the people peaceful.
I dare not take credit for what God has done. I am willing to exchange my life for the country's longevity for a hundred years, so that I can see my deceased wife. I hope God will have mercy on me!"
As he spoke, he picked up the dagger and cut his wrist without hesitation. Blood gushed out and spilled on the altar.
The blood followed the lines on the altar and gradually spread around.
Lin Zhaoyue looked at the blood gushing out of Xiao Yun's wrist with her eyes wide open.
If he continues like this, it won't be long before he dies from excessive blood loss.
She doesn't need him to exchange his life for hers. Xiao Yan, you must live well and you are not allowed to die...
What would happen to their children if he died?
Xiao Yan, you are not allowed to die...
As the blood in his body drained away, Xiao Yun's face gradually turned pale. After all the patterns on the altar were filled with blood, a bolt of thunder struck from the clear sky, and the place where it struck was exactly where Lin Zhaoyue's body was.
At the critical moment, Xiao Yan rushed forward instinctively, and the thunderbolt struck his body. Before Lin Zhaoyue could react, another thunderbolt descended and struck her body...
Xiao Jingchen, wearing a dark black robe with a golden dragon pattern, stood in front of the Golden Palace, looking in the direction of the Huguo Temple. Looking at the two heavenly thunders, he lifted his robe, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.
If there really is a heaven and gods, he prayed to God to let him be his father and mother's child again in his next life...
Upon seeing this, the ministers behind Xiao Jingchen also lifted their robes and knelt down.
The king kneels, the ministers kneel, and all officials kowtow...
……
Her soul was torn apart, and the extreme pain was beyond Lin Zhaoyue's endurance. She screamed and suddenly sat up from the bed. She was gasping for breath, sweating profusely, and her heart was beating violently in her chest.
"Zhao Zhao, are you awake?"