Chapter 131
As soon as Physician Xu finished speaking, Xia Xiazi and the Empress Dowager rushed over. The Empress Dowager was accompanied by many palace servants. All of them rushed into the bedchamber. Among them was a wet nurse. After entering the room, the wet nurse took the baby from the midwife and began to soothe it gently.
The Empress Dowager stood in front of Song Xuan, her eyes slightly red and brimming with tears. Her voice was nasal as she said, "Xuan'er, she is gone. Your mother hopes you will take care of yourself. Have your servants properly clean up Qing Nian before you go to see her, okay?"
When she heard the bad news, she felt both heartache and pity. She felt heartache for her daughter-in-law who had died young, and pity for her Xuan'er.
She had witnessed their relationship from the beginning, and she knew perfectly well how much Xuan'er loved Qing Nian. She couldn't imagine how much grief Qing Nian's departure would cause Xuan'er.
Song Xuan looked at the Empress Dowager blocking his way, a storm brewing in his deep eyes, his hoarse voice seeming to be squeezed out from his throat.
"Empress Dowager, that is my wife, the woman I love most, and my Empress. How can you, for the sake of rules and etiquette, prevent me from seeing her?!"
At this moment, Song Xuan had lost all sense of reason.
There is a saying that the soiling caused by a woman giving birth affects the man's luck and the nation's fortune, so Physician Xu used this excuse to stop him.
But whenever Song Xuan thought of this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if everyone was hindering him.
When the Empress Dowager heard Song Xuan say this, a look of helplessness and regret flashed in her eyes, which eventually turned into a sigh: "That's not what I meant. The Emperor Emeritus and I were childhood sweethearts. How could I not understand your feelings for Qingnian? I was just afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it if you saw it."
"Fine, go ahead and see if you want."
Qing Nian died in childbirth, and her appearance must have been extremely gruesome. She was afraid that Xuan'er would not be able to accept Qing Nian's appearance, so she wanted Xuan'er to wait.
Compared to Xuan'er, what do those rules and etiquette matter?
"She died for the child in her womb. If I cannot even accept this, what right do I have to be her husband..." Song Xuan's voice was low and hoarse, trembling slightly. After saying this, he walked towards the bed.
The newly enthroned emperor, who should have been at his most triumphant, had to face the most unacceptable thing on the day of his coronation.
As Song Xuanyue approached the bed, the stench of blood in his nostrils grew stronger. He stood before layers of gauze curtains, which were still stained with mottled blood.
His trembling hands couldn't even lift the thin gauze curtain; the curtain, as thin as a cicada's wing, now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The man, clad in a yellow robe, transformed his imposing and valiant aura into fear.
He dared not lift the gauze curtain.
Song Xuan's dark eyes began to glow with a crimson hue. He murmured softly, almost pleadingly, "Qing Nian... Qing Nian..."
Finally, with trembling hands, he pulled back the blood-stained gauze curtain, revealing a person covered in blood on the bed.
The entire bed was almost entirely stained blood red, and the person on the bed was lying on it with her eyes closed, her face pale and bluish, the kind of complexion only the dead have.
She was covered with a blood-stained quilt, and lay there on the blood-soaked bed, never to make a sound again...
The bedchamber was warm with an underfloor heating system, but Song Xuan felt icy cold all over. It was as if a huge hole had been torn in his heart, a hole that could never be filled.
Song Xuan blinked, tears welling up in his eyes, streaming down his face and dripping onto the blood-soaked brocade quilt.
His bright yellow figure swayed as if he could no longer stand, and slowly knelt down by the bed. He then collapsed onto the bed, the heavy smell of blood making him dizzy.
There's so much blood on this bed. Did she bleed out completely...?
Song Xuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, a metallic taste in his throat, and the next moment, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which stained his bright yellow dragon robe with spots of blood, contrasting with the bloodstains all over the bed.
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