Chapter 89: Cruel Emperor vs. Fatal Sister (15)

Since Zhao Jinyuan had expressed his feelings, he naturally wanted to marry Shi Yifeng into the palace in a grand manner. He took advantage of this opportunity to set an auspicious time for tomorrow.

As for the King of Daying who was waiting for the marriage, he had prepared countless artillery shells to welcome him. Even if he had to sacrifice the entire country and become a tyrant who ruined the country, he would not let his sister bear any of it.

Duke Jing's marriage to the queen was a grand event for the whole country of Jin.

Men, women and children all over the country were celebrating it, and many activities were held among the people to pray for Duke Jing and the queen. Many drama troupes also compiled the story between Duke Jing and the queen into dramas, which were sung everywhere.

In the early morning, the sun was shining brightly. The palace sedan chair with red silk on it could not wait to arrive at the prime minister's residence under the urging of the king. Behind it were countless gifts, which were loaded with rare treasures, brocade clothes, famous antiques... There was nothing you could not think of, but nothing you knew but did not have. All were selected by the king himself for his queen.

After dressing up, the most noble and long-lived lady Rong Yu of the Jin Dynasty personally shaved her face, said congratulatory words, covered her with a red veil, led her into the palace sedan chair, and was sent into the palace by the palace sedan chair.

When Zhao Jinyuan lifted the veil, he saw his bride shyly lowering her head, and her bright red wedding dress made her face even more beautiful. He was drunk before he drank the Hehuan wine.

This day, the day he had been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived.

In the flickering candlelight, Shi Yi looked up, stared at the handsome face of the young king, and smiled: "I finally got what I wanted."

The king thought she was talking about finally getting what she wanted and marrying him to become his queen, and he was overjoyed.

The red candle was dripping, and the two of them toasted each other in the bright light and drank the wine of love. After

the emperor and empress finished drinking the wine of love, it was time to go to bed. The palace servants who were serving in the palace withdrew one after another, leaving the space for the most noble couple in the world.

"Sister, when did you fall in love with me?" The king stared at his beautiful bride, holding his queen's hand, and all kinds of tenderness rose in his heart. He just wanted to tell her slowly, without missing a word.

Shi Yi smiled lightly, "I don't like you."

Her tone was relaxed and leisurely, without any reluctance.

The young king suddenly opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

"Why?" he asked her.

At the same time, he felt his body begin to get cold and his hands trembled slightly.

Wine, there is something wrong with the wine...

He looked at the pair of dragon and phoenix wine glasses on the table, his mouth full of hindsight and mockery.

He was not such a careless person in the past, but he neglected it because he was getting married to his elder sister today. Shi

Yi stroked his face, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don't blame me."

The young king did not brush her hand away, but just looked at her with wide eyes and smiled bitterly: "Sister, are you finally unwilling to protect me anymore?"

He must be annoying. It must be very tiring to protect someone all

the time. Is his elder sister exhausted physically and mentally? Shi Yi turned his head away and did not give him an answer.

The young king felt hot blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his vision became more and more blurred. He thought he was going to die.

Since he was born, he has been worried all his life. When the queen was in power, he was always worried that he would die quietly. Later, there were all kinds of struggles, and he was worried that he would die in a conspiracy. When he really died, he was calm instead.

His memory began to become clear.

He remembered a lot of past events.

Or maybe it was these past events that reminded him of him, and one scene after another, appeared before his eyes.

He remembered the first time he met his elder sister. It was in this imperial garden. He was playing with his brother and was bullied by his brother. The delicate little girl was standing by and looking at him anxiously. Then there was the hand that the girl stretched out to him in the noisy market. Then there was the day when the queen wanted to depose the prince. She appeared in the hall in a black dress and red skirt, and smiled at him after saving the situation. His elder sister participated in his entire youth, his green years.

It was natural for him to fall in love with her.

He stood up tremblingly, and fell to the ground as soon as he took a step.

"What are you going to do?" He saw his elder sister running over in a hurry and holding him in her arms.

He looked up, quietly looking at his elder sister, and suddenly grinned, innocently and childishly, "I prepared a gift for my elder sister. It's under the pillow."

Originally, he planned to give this gift to his elder sister when he woke up in the morning, but now he didn't have time.

But it's great. He thought.

He was dead. His elder sister was relieved.

For him, her hands were stained with blood, her body was covered with scars, and she almost lost her life. Originally, she should have met her own lover, had her own children, had her own home, and lived a stable and happy life.

He owed her a lot. If

he died, would these debts be paid off?

His elder sister should have a normal life, without having to continue this hard life, and without having to worry about the Jin Dynasty.

She might meet a better lover, that person...

But why is he still so sad?

The young king struggled to pull Shi Yi's sleeve and asked, "Have you ever really loved me..." Shi Yi pursed

his lips tightly, his lips were as red as the most beautiful rose, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"You don't love me." The young king drew this frustrated answer from her cold face and laughed, "It was me, Zhao Jinyuan, who was self-indulgent."

In front of her, he was always unwilling to be the ruthless Zhao Jinggong.

As he laughed, tears began to fall. "It doesn't matter if you love me or not... I became the king of the Jin Dynasty to repay my debt. I owed it to my brother, and I have paid it with my life today. When I meet him in the netherworld, I can tell him that as his younger brother, I have fulfilled his and my father's wishes and have firmly grasped the power of the Jin Dynasty in my hands."

Shi Yi turned his head away so that he could not see the expression on his face.

The dying young king continued to murmur, "Sister, Zhao Jinyuan has known you since childhood. He respected you and listened to you since childhood, and later loved you. Even the respected Zhao Jinggong loves you. When I die, I will repay all your kindness."

He struggled and wanted to kiss his sister's forehead.

He was actually very regretful and unwilling.

He didn't see his sister blush for him, give birth to children for him, and he died just like that.

He was not such a generous person. He hoped that after he died, his sister would stay with him for the rest of his life. But he was about to die.

He felt that his hands were getting tired and heavy, and finally they fell heavily on the ground, as if they fell on his heart.

When Shi Yi heard the voice and turned to look at him, he had already closed his eyes with a calm face.

She went to bed like crazy to find the gift that Jing Gong prepared for her. She opened the wooden box and found a jade hairpin that was completely white and flawless. The tears she had been holding back finally fell freely. She lowered her head and kissed his forehead, "You don't owe me anything."

He never owed her anything.

(End of this chapter)