Chapter 512 Good Omen
He was like an emotionless puppet, standing there stiffly, with empty eyes and a blank expression.
Ye Jingzhen still had a cold expression and repeated what he had said before: "Father, the Queen Mother has passed away."
But Yun Ran noticed that the corners of his eyes were wet and red.
Ye Cangling suddenly staggered a few times and fell to the ground, but his eyes had slowly regained focus and his expression was no longer confused.
He remained sitting on the ground without getting up, and said to Ye Jingzhen and Yun Ran, "You two go down, I want to be alone for a while."
When he said this, his face was full of dejection. Although his eyes had regained clarity, they still revealed a sense of death.
"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself and don't grieve too much. I will take Yun Ran to wait for you under the lotus platform." Ye Jingzhen said, holding Yun Ran's hand and walking down the lotus petal stone steps step by step from the other side of the lotus platform.
Ye Cangling sighed heavily and did not reply.
At this time, Ye Jingzhen had already walked down the stone steps with Yun Ran with their backs to him.
Ye Cangling's fingers hidden in his sleeves moved, and a hairpin with a sharp tip was held in his hand.
He struggled and stood up tremblingly, supporting his hands on the edge of the golden nanmu coffin, looking at Jiang Nian who had become a dried corpse in the ice coffin. She was his queen and his lover.
Suddenly, he raised his hand, a cold light flashed, and he pointed the tip of the hairpin at his chest and stabbed it in fiercely.
The sharp end of the hairpin pierced through his layers of clothes, cut his skin, and bright red blood slowly seeped out.
"Oh, right, father." Ye Jingzhen suddenly stopped halfway up the stone steps, and Yun Ran also stopped with him.
A cold and indifferent voice echoed in the dark and silent tomb: "My son and Ranran are about to get married. I hope your Majesty will be able to attend."
Ye Cangling's hand, which was pushing the hairpin hard, suddenly stopped. Perhaps because of the pain, the expression on his face was a little distorted.
The hairpin was not inserted deeply enough to injure any vital parts, but the blood flowing from Yin Yin had already dyed the clothes on his chest red.
"Forehead!"
Pulling out the hairpin, Ye Cangling wiped the blood off it with his sleeve and put it in his arms.
The hairpin was the one he had just taken off Jiang Nian's head. It was a gilded agate phoenix-head hairpin that he had given to Jiang Nian when she was crowned queen.
"Jingzhen." He looked at the backs of the two people who had stepped down the last stone step of the lotus platform and called out in a trembling voice.
Ye Jingzhen paused and stepped down the last stone step.
"Father...is old."
He muttered softly, "You and Yun...what are your names? Oh, Yun Ran."
"You and Yun Ran go out first. Tell Gao Ziyang to wait for me. I need to rest my legs."
Ye Cangling's voice was old and hoarse, with a hint of trembling. Ye Jingzhen and Yun Ran didn't think much about it. They just thought that he was like this because he missed Jiang Nian too much, and his body was decaying.
"Okay." Ye Jingzhen responded and took Yun Ran out of the main tomb chamber as instructed and left the mausoleum first.
When leaving, he told Gao Ziyang to take Ye Cangling with him.
Ye Jingzhen and Yun Ran waited outside the mausoleum for about an incense stick of time, and Gao Ziyang came out with Ye Cangling.
Ye Cangling was in very poor condition. His legs and feet were weak and his face was as pale as a dead person. He was said to be supported by Gao Ziyang, but his whole body was almost hanging on Gao Ziyang.
"Father, are you okay?" Ye Jingzhen asked him.
Ye Cangling pursed his lips, shook his head and did not answer.
Gao Ziyang, who was standing by, said, "Your Highness, the Emperor is fine. It's just that the tomb is too cold. Let's go back quickly and ask the imperial physician to take a look."
"Yeah." Ye Jingzhen responded. There was no other way at the moment. He was in the wilderness and could only return to the palace quickly.
It was evening when the group returned to the palace and dusk had fallen.
Ye Jingzhen and Yun Ran sent Ye Cangling back to his bedroom and called the imperial physician, who said he had a cold and prescribed some medicine, but did not ask the two to go in to visit him.
Ye Jingzhen asked the young eunuch Jinzhong to convey a message, asking Ye Cangling to have a good rest, take Yun Ran out of the palace, and send her back to Shanhai Tower.
"Brother Xiaojing, has the emperor recovered from his madness?" Yun Ran asked in the carriage.
Ye Jingzhen frowned slightly and nodded: "That should be it."
It seems that he is indeed awake.
"Then as long as I take good care of my body, I should be fine."
"Yeah." Ye Jingzhen responded, looking absent-minded for once.
For some reason, he always felt that Ye Cangling was a little abnormal after waking up.
The way she looked at him and the tone of her voice seemed to be a little softer than before, as if... she didn't hate him as much anymore.
But he quickly put the matter behind him and decided on his marriage with Yun Ran. The wedding would take place three days later.
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Three days passed in a flash.
Early in the morning of that day, Yun Ran was woken up by Yin Qianlan.
After she finished washing and dressing, the mother and daughter sat in front of the dressing table, and Yin Qianlan personally tied her hair.
"You said that in the blink of an eye, it's time to send you out." Yin Qianlan held the ivory comb in her hand, her eyes red.
"When I brought you home, you were only that big."
In the bronze mirror, Yun Ran's beautiful face was reflected. She was neither gaudy nor coquettish, but dignified and generous, the kind of beauty that was pleasing to the eye.
"Mom, time has certainly flown by," Yun Ran smiled, pursing her lips. "How many years have we been in Kuizhou City? How old is Chengxi now?"
"Alas..." Yin Qianlan couldn't help but sigh, "Mom still can't bear to leave you."
"If you can't bear to leave, then come visit me at Prince Jing'an's Mansion," Yun Ran stuck out her tongue playfully. "Brother Xiaojing is very good. You can stay as long as you want!"
Yin Qianlan inserted a jadeite hairpin into her bun and reached out to touch the tip of her nose: "You are almost acting like a spoiled child, yet you still call me brother Xiao Jing. It's time to call me husband!"
Yun Ran's cheeks flushed, she lowered her eyes slightly, and looked away from the bronze mirror.
Knowing that she was shy, Yin Qianlan smiled softly and said nothing more.
After helping her dress up, he went to the clothes rack and took out a set of exquisitely embroidered phoenix crown and bridal gown.
The phoenix crown with golden flowers and eight treasures, the colorful shawl with clouds and mist, the color of bright red, are embellished with pearls and jade, and embroidered with vivid dancing phoenixes.
"It was sent from Fangxian Embroidery Tower." Yin Qianlan said with a smile.
Yun Ran stroked the densely stitched and exquisitely embroidered embroidery, and exclaimed in admiration, "Third sister's craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite."
"Hua Ya is very careful. She has been preparing since the day you and Prince Jing'an were granted marriage."
Yun Ran stroked the soft and silky brocade material, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Last night, she had another dream.
This time I dreamed of dragons and phoenixes dancing, bringing good luck.
In her dream, a golden dragon and a brocade phoenix were dancing together, surrounded by various exotic beasts.
And those strange beasts all seemed to be celebrating for them.
She still remembered a pair of bluebirds, lifting a ribbon with the words written on it: Mandarin ducks fly side by side in the autumn water and silver hall, and phoenixes sing in harmony in the sky and jade palace.
What a good omen!
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