In the previous life, His Majesty was a widower and prayed to the gods and Buddhas to allow him to be with...
In the winter of the twenty-seventh year of Zhaohua, an extremely rare heavy snow fell in the capital.
Since the death of the imperial concubine, His Majesty has never left Fengqi Palace and has detained the imperial concubine's body, not allowing the funeral to be held. It was not until all the ministers united and knelt in front of the palace gate for three days and three nights, with the blood on their foreheads staining the stone steps red, that they finally knocked on the door of Fengqi Palace.
After not seeing him for a few days, His Majesty's face looked terribly thin, and his eyes were gloomy as if all the life had been sucked out of them. What shocked everyone even more was that His Majesty's withered white hair almost melted with the vast snow.
The old minister kneeling in the front saw the emperor's white hair and burst into tears with grief.
It was clear that just over three months ago, their Majesty was still full of vigor and vitality, until he experienced the blows of losing his son and his beloved, and finally became what he is now.
I knew that Your Majesty doted on the Imperial Concubine, but who would have expected that the Imperial Concubine's death would be such a severe blow to Your Majesty, literally taking away half of His Majesty's life.
Chen Dingyao walked silently past the ministers, his eyes empty and unfocused. The snow was a vast expanse of white. No matter how far he went, he would never see the face he missed so long.
"I regret that I shouldn't have met you."
His steps suddenly stopped, and her resolute parting words rang in his ears again. A stream of hot blood could not help but gush out of his mouth, and then his body swayed and fell down in the gaze of all the ministers.
"His Majesty!"
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It was two days later when I woke up again.
"Where is the imperial concubine?" The first thing he asked after opening his eyes was where the imperial concubine was.
Guo Kai knelt before him with a plop, tears streaming down his face, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has passed away. Please accept my condolences!"
"How dare you!" Chen Dingyao stood up from the bed and kicked him away, sternly demanding, "Who gave you the guts to curse the imperial concubine?"
He was only wearing a single layer of clothing, and the moment he got up from the bed, he felt the biting cold. However, he didn't bother to put on another layer of clothing and was about to go out the door: "It's so cold, she must be freezing. I have to go and accompany her..."
Guo Kai was kicked in the heart but didn't care about the pain. He immediately hugged his legs to stop him from leaving and said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has indeed passed away. Even if you go to Fengqi Palace, you won't see her anymore!"
"Get out of here!" Chen Dingyao's eyes were red, and he was totally unwilling to accept the fact that Chan Zhen was gone.
After much difficulty in persuading His Majesty to leave Fengqi Palace, Guo Kai could not let him go back and held onto his legs tightly.
Hearing the noise in the inner hall, the guards guarding outside the door rushed in together, and with the cooperation of Guo Kai, they barely stopped him.
Chen Dingyao sat back on the bed, his mind a little clearer. Guo Kai and the guards knelt in front of him tremblingly, not daring to breathe.
After a while, he asked, "My Lady...where are you parked now?"
Guo Kai replied, "The Imperial Concubine's body is still in Fengqi Palace, and the servants are waiting on her well."
Without the order from His Majesty, no one dared to bury the body of the Imperial Concubine without authorization. Fortunately, it is the middle of winter, so it is okay to keep her in the palace for a while longer.
"I understand." Chen Dingyao rubbed his forehead and raised his eyes and said, "Send someone to Ziyun Temple in Zhongnan Mountain. I have an important matter to discuss with Taoist Xuanwei in the palace."
Guo Kai could only nod in agreement.
The next day, six days after the imperial concubine's death, His Majesty finally appeared in the court again. However, he did not even look at the official documents that had accumulated in recent days. Instead, he issued three edicts in a row in front of all the ministers.
The first order was to order all the Song clan members in Marquis Mu En's mansion to be buried alive with the imperial concubine.
The second one was to posthumously confer the title of Crown Prince Daogong on the deceased Prince Rui.
The third step is to posthumously confer the title of empress on the deceased imperial concubine and bury her with the ceremony of an empress.
In the past, Your Majesty had thought of making the Imperial Concubine the Empress several times, but each time he was dissuaded by his ministers who threatened to commit suicide. However, this time, no one stood up to stop him.
The person is gone, and the title of empress is just a posthumous title. She will follow Your Majesty.
Chen Dingyao delivered the imperial edict expressionlessly and then withdrew from the court, returning to the Purple Palace to wait for news from Guo Kai.
However, Guo Kai failed to bring the person back.
"Retreat?" Chen Dingyao sneered when he heard Guo Kai's explanation.
Guo Kai knelt on the ground with his head down and didn't dare to get up.
"It seems I have to go and ask for it myself."
In the cold and frosty twelfth month, Chen Dingyao climbed to the top of the mountain step by step in the endless heavy snow.
However, the servant boy refused his request on the grounds that Taoist Xuanwei was in seclusion.
"When will Taoist Xuanwei come out of seclusion?" he asked with a frown.
The servant shook his head: "Master didn't say when he would come out of seclusion. It might be three months, or maybe six months."
Chen Dingyao pursed his lips. He couldn't wait any longer. Once the cold winter was over, it would be very difficult for him to preserve Chan Zhen's body. Moreover, he was afraid that Chan Zhen would abandon him without a look back and enter the cycle of reincarnation. Where would he find her then?
He had made up his mind, so regardless of everyone's reaction, he simply lifted his cloak and knelt down in front of Taoist Xuanwei's door.
He had knelt to heaven, to earth, and to his ancestors in his entire life, but this was the first time he knelt to beg someone.
He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but now he sincerely hopes that there are really gods and Buddhas in this world. He prays that the gods and Buddhas will see his infatuation and allow him to stay with his beloved for the rest of his life and never be separated.
For this, he is willing to pay any price.
Guo Kai and others wanted to stop him, but he raised his hand to stop them.
He looked at the fluttering prayer flags on the door and shouted, "I beg Taoist Xuanwei to come out of seclusion and see me!"
He knelt outside the door for a whole day and night, his knees buried in the snow, the cold piercing him until he had almost lost all feeling. Yet his back remained straight, unwavering, as if he would kneel here forever if Taoist Xuanwei didn't come out of seclusion.
Finally, in the early morning of the next day, the door in front of me opened from the inside.
Taoist Xuanwei was dressed in a plain robe, with a look of pity on his face: "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"
He wanted to stand up, but his knees were frozen by the snow. He could only stand up with the help of his guards.
"I have lost my beloved, and I am filled with regret." He clasped his hands to Taoist Xuanwei, "I beg for your help."
"The will of heaven cannot be violated." Taoist Xuanwei sighed.
He said with determination: "I am the sky."
"Does your majesty know what the price will be?"
"No matter what the price, I can afford it!"
He finally impressed Taoist Xuanwei, and more than a dozen Taoist priests with profound skills went down the mountain with Taoist Xuanwei.
The news that he had brought the Taoist priest back to the palace caused a huge uproar. Some said he was possessed and wanted to summon the spirit of the imperial concubine to see her, while others said he was seeking immortality. He ignored all the rumors.
For a whole month, there was constant chanting of sutras and burning of incense in Fengqi Palace.
At the same time, the news that Prince Jin had launched a rebellion in Qin'an also reached the palace.
The palace ladies were all restless, and the ministers' letters of advice fell on his desk like snowflakes, but he only cared about one thing.
"Does this method really work?" He asked worriedly, looking at the prayer flags hanging in Fengqi Palace in a special pattern.
Taoist Xuanwei still tried to persuade him to turn back: "Your Majesty, the fate of mortals is determined by heaven and cannot be forced."
He knew that he could not turn back. From the moment he saw her, he could never look back.
"If I insist."
Taoist Xuanwei sighed: "So, only the last step remains."
"Why?" he asked anxiously.
Taoist Xuanwei's answer silenced him: "Life for life."
He remembered how Chan Zhen had begged him to let her go before she left. How could that be possible? When he loved someone, he wanted to melt her into his flesh and blood, and he would never let her go, for the rest of his life.
After hearing what Taoist Xuanwei said, he was not annoyed but laughed happily.
If he exchanges his life for Chan Zhen, can it be said that their fates are entangled from then on, you in me and I in you, and they can never be separated again.
"good."
After he has dealt with the rest of the matters and entrusted the country to Yun Yi, he will go to accompany her.
In the next life, he will definitely find her first. He will treat her well and pamper her in his hands.
He would not force her anymore, he would use his sincerity to impress her.
He loves her forever.
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