Chang Anqing

Chapter 234
A night of wind and rain, a night of cold spring, as the faint morning light gently fell through the window coffin covered with window screens, it was three o'clock in the blink of an eye, and all the palace people in the Lizheng Hall had already begun to sweep silently. , only Chengde and Jiamo, who led the maids and prepared to serve the empress, looked at each other outside the palace, and then tentatively said: "Your Majesty—"

After the words were finished, Chengde carefully moved closer to listen, but there was silence inside. Emperor Yuancheng was always diligent in administration, sometimes he got up without asking, and it was the first time that he was so delayed like today.

Surprised, Chengde had no choice but to call out again, and as the sound fell to the side of the couch, Yuan Chengdi, who was sleeping soundly, couldn't help but frowned with difficulty, his closed eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and in the silence he groaned uneasily. He moved his head, as if it took a lot of force to break free, and suddenly opened his eyes, but he was panting unbearably.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time for Yumen to listen to the government—"

When Chengde's urging voice came to his ears again, Emperor Yuan Cheng seemed to be extremely sleepy. He only felt that the exhaustion was sweeping and beating like a wave, pulling him hard, just as he couldn't help stretching out his right hand and lightly pressing it, the throbbing pain His left hand was already habitually leaning towards his side, but what was waiting for him did not have those familiar hands, no familiar person, let alone the slightest familiar breath, nor that warm response.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't help but look sideways, but he saw that the quilt around him was already cold, and there was no one there, except for a snow-white envelope that he personally opened lying quietly on the pillow, as if he was talking to him. Telling something.

Almost at the same time, Emperor Yuan Cheng's pupils vibrated, as if suddenly remembering something, his back stiffened, and he sat up suddenly. When he reached out his hand and touched the envelope hesitantly, he almost pulled away from the cold feeling.

Until the moment when he pinched the envelope firmly, Emperor Yuan Cheng seemed to wake up completely at this moment, and immediately lifted the brocade quilt, Fang Jin put on his shoes and stood up, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. , his throat stagnated, his feet seemed to be poured with lead, and he could no longer move an inch.

In the gentle morning light, Empress Yang, who was dressed in plain white pajamas and a light shirt, was as peaceful as last night, her beautiful black hair fell quietly behind her, her facial features were still gentle and beautiful, but her eyes were powerlessly closed, hanging in front of the couch The high beam did not move, like a wisp of smoke, it just disappeared completely from his arms, from his front, and from his life.

"Yu Niang, Yu Niang—"

Trembling and hoarse voices almost came out of the lungs and throat, but no matter how Yuan Chengdi called, the man hanging on the beam would never answer him again, and would never call out with a gentle smile again. He said "Shiro".

At this moment, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his ears, and he could only feel the buzzing in his ears, even his hands, his legs, and his body were already numb and trembling.

Sensing the abnormality in the hall, Chengde gradually felt that something was wrong, but before he could probe further, he felt as if a gust of wind was blowing around him, and as the soft curtain was suddenly opened, he could hear a "clang" sound, and water splashed everywhere. , Gong'emen let out a low cry, and the washbasin also fell heavily on the ground, wet the floor of the wool blanket, wet Jiamo's dull face, and her plain dress.

"Your Highness, Your Highness—"

Compared to Emperor Yuan Cheng who was standing there silently, Jiamo had already called out loudly, but the next moment, the endless silence made her unable to hold back any longer, and she could only look back and yell mournfully like a madman.

"Come on, come on!"

Seeing this scene, Chengde was completely shocked. It all happened too fast and too unexpectedly. He never imagined that the heroic Queen Yang, who was still galloping on the field yesterday, was so silent. left.

The man is still hanging in front of Emperor Yuan Cheng's couch.

Accompanied by the loud call, the ladies who had been waiting outside the palace immediately rushed in. Seeing this scene, they had no time to react, and under the urging of Jiamo, they tried their best to free Queen Yang who was hanging on the beam.

Seeing that the maid could not hold back her strength and was about to step on the ground, causing Empress Yang's body to fall to the ground, Jiamo on the side had already blocked her body without hesitation, allowing Empress Yang's heavy body to fall on her. On him, she fell heavily.

With a sound of "Boom--", Jiamo felt the severe pain from his back, and Jiamo didn't have time to think, only to see Queen Yang lying in her arms, as quiet as if she was asleep, but he couldn't stop crying in relief. Tears flowed down, the choked throat seemed to swallow ten thousand needles, and nothing could be said.

The sobs of the maids in the ear were like weeping, as if a ray of spell had awakened Yuan Chengdi. When he looked around the people who couldn't help themselves in grief, at the white silk still swaying on the beam, at Jiamo The sleeping figure in his arms.I just feel that there are countless emotional accumulations and stagnation in the chest, which can no longer be suppressed at this moment, rushing into his lungs domineeringly and violently, as if roaring, as if roaring, until finally jetting out from his suffocated throat.

"puff--"

Accompanied by Chengde's restless exclamation, Emperor Yuan Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood without warning. At that moment, everyone forgot to cry in fear, only to see that the gentle and jade-like emperor in front of him was already pale in the blink of an eye. Like paper, as if the last ray of soul had been taken away, he let the bright red blood splash on his face, lips, and body, and when his knees softened, he fell heavily to the ground, turning into a lonely mountain, watching It rises desolately and crumbles.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Cheng could only stretch out his left hand tremblingly, looking at the red plum blood splashed on the snow-white envelope, he slowly took out the letter paper inside as if it were a treasure, but when his eyes fell on it When Ya's words were written, his pupils constricted in pain, and then he smiled suddenly, as if he was completely crazy, and when he turned to look at Queen Yang, his eyes were like an extinguished candle, without any stars, There was no breath left.

"His Majesty!"

When Chengde exclaimed, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't hear anything anymore, he just felt tired and painful like the night swallowing him bit by bit. At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear the slapping sound of the cold sea water in the darkness, shaking him down. Pulled into the boundless and lonely deep sea, even breathing became an unbearable pain...

He knew that with Yu Niang gone, the last ray of light in his life was also annihilated——

It turned out that she knew everything, and it turned out that she had been suffering alone and painfully under his guilt compensation and self-deception.

It turned out that this was retribution, and this was Yu Niang's final way of revenge on him.

In the past, he killed their children with his own hands, but today she personally cut off their way back and snuffed out the meaning of his survival in the end.

For some reason at this moment, although cold tears slid down his cheeks, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't stop laughing.

He was tired, really tired—

From the moment Aye passed away, his brother died suddenly, and the precarious Chen family landed on him, he was exhausted.

In just 27 years of his life, his relatives and lovers left him as easily as the wind, leaving him alone in this world alone, what's the point of lingering?
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Cheng looked at the paper tightly held by his left hand with a trance smile, as if he was looking at the gentle and quiet Queen Yang and refused to let go, but he could no longer bear the severe pain, bit by bit He closed his eyes, fell heavily to the ground, and fell into endless darkness...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, pass on the Imperial Physician, quickly pass on the Imperial Physician!"

Like a puppet, Jiamo sat on the ground with Empress Yang's body in his arms, allowing Emperor Yuancheng to fall coldly before his eyes, letting everyone panic like a frightened bird, and letting Chengde shout for the first time in disregard of palace rules and etiquette.

All she knew was that the sky had collapsed, completely collapsed.

And what else can she do——

What can I do—

(End of this chapter)