Chapter 339 Wei Yanwan 79
Realizing that his time was up, Hongli calmly sat up and woke up Yanwan beside him.
"Why is the emperor awake?"
"Yanwan, go and get me that box."
Hongli did not answer her, but just gently touched her soft long hair.
Wei Yanwan seemed to realize something and stood up to take out the wooden box that Hongli had placed in the cabinet.
Hongli took the box and slowly opened it, revealing a lock of hair. He took the knife Yanwan handed him, cut off a lock of his hair, and placed it together with Ruyi's.
"I've had many women in my life, but looking back now, there are only three who are truly important to me."
Hongli stroked the wooden box, his voice filled with nostalgia: "Langya, who is gone, was my first wife. She bore me children and managed palace affairs. I always treated her as my wife."
"Ruyi... Ruyi and I have been childhood sweethearts, but she only wants to be Hongli's wife, not the emperor's. I... have no choice but to set her free."
Hongli took a breath, drank the warm tea from Yanwan's hand, and continued, "The last one is you. I nurtured you, and I understand your feelings. You also gave me such a good child like Yongqi, and stayed with me until the end."
"If I had met you first, perhaps I wouldn't have so many regrets."
Hongli was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice how the beautiful woman in front of him was looking at him.
"It's a pity that the past cannot be retrieved. In the end, I can only give you these cold honors, but I cannot grow old with you."
"Puff~"
This inappropriate smile made Hongli's heart skip a beat. He raised his head suddenly and only then could he see the happy smile on Wei Yanwan's face.
"why are you laughing?"
Hongli became more and more flustered. He suddenly felt a sense of panic that something was beyond his expectations. He hurriedly tried to grab Wei Yanwan's wrist, but the woman easily pushed him down on the bed. He didn't even have the strength to get up.
"Is he dying?"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice reached his ears. Hongli struggled to turn his head and saw a scene that made his eyes water:
That servile and lowly eunuch, a dog whom he had never taken seriously, actually walked quietly behind the queen and took his woman into his arms.
The new queen, who was born in a humble family, gentle and beautiful, did not shy away. She even leaned against Jinzhong and said, "Who knows? It's really troublesome. If he wants to die, he should die quickly. Yongqi and I have been serving him for the past few days and we are so tired of it."
The woman was venting her anger coquettishly, and the man quickly stroked her back, then her shoulders, arms, wrists, and then into the palm of his hand. The two of them actually held hands in front of him.
The ignorant servant was still coaxing him: "My dear, don't be angry. I feel bad that you've become sick because of a dying old man."
"You, you adulterous couple, you, cough cough cough - cough cough -"
Hongli wanted to open his mouth and call Ling Yunche who was guarding outside, but he only let out a violent cough.
He was almost in despair when he heard another man's voice: "What are you doing?"
Hongli hurriedly said to Ling Yunche, who had barged in alone, "Quick, bring this adulterous couple to me, ahem, capture them!"
"Yun Che, has Yong Qi fallen asleep?"
Wei Yanwan didn't even look at the emperor lying on the bed. She smiled and knocked down Jinzhong's rebellious hand, then stood up and walked to Ling Yunche's side.
The man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Prince Rong has gone to rest."
"That's good. The child has become even more stubborn now. He doesn't even listen to me. Only you can persuade him to obey."
Jinzhong also walked to the other side of Wei Yanwan: "Yes, the Fifth Prince just ignored my words."
Ling Yunche couldn't help but choke: "Fifth Prince is a good boy. If he doesn't listen to you, you should reflect on yourself."
Wei Yanwan reached out and took their hands, one on each side. "Alright, alright, we're all family. Why do we have to fight like chickens every day?"
The three of them tacitly ignored the emperor on the dragon bed. He was lying alone on the bed, holding the wooden box in his arms.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot one thing."
Wei Yanwan, who was talking to her two old lovers, suddenly reacted. She slapped her forehead and walked to the bed. While Hongli was not paying attention, she snatched the wooden box and picked out the lock of Ruyi's hair in front of Hongli.
"Ruyi cut off her hair with you before she died, so don't try to disgust her before you die. You've done so much evil in this life, and you still want to pester a good girl in the next? Dream on!"
Hongli pointed at her and said something for a long time, but did not ask her to return Ruyi's hair. Instead, he was entangled in it and said, "Is Yongqi my son? Is he? Tell me..."
He finally struggled to shout out this sentence, but the sound did not reach out at all. In the last moment when he closed his eyes, only the last clear female voice came into his ears:
"Guess."
Crackling——
The subtle sound of the candlelight popping seemed to indicate something. Ling Yunche took the lead and stepped forward to check the emperor's breathing.
“No more.”
The expression on Wei Yanwan's face, which was originally full of charming and charming people, instantly fell. Her perfect face was filled with only sarcasm: "It's really a bargain for him. He died so easily."
Ling Yunche looked at her numb eyes, and the last trace of worry in his heart gradually dissipated.
He slowly walked in front of Wei Yanwan, listening to her words that belittled him: "What? Are you scared by my cold-blooded and ruthless appearance? You didn't expect that Wei Yanwan, who grew up with you, would also be so unscrupulous as today. Don't you find it disgusting?"
"Yan Wan,"
Ling Yunche hugged her tightly, wanting to melt her into his bones and blood: "You have suffered."
In just a moment, he felt that his heart was wet with the tears that Wei Yanwan had suppressed day and night, flowing into Ling Yunche's heart.
"Although I'm very touched, but shouldn't we get down to business?"
Jinzhong strode forward, separated the two men, and looked at them with a forced smile: "You two, if you want to rekindle your old relationship, please wait until the new emperor ascends the throne. After all, as long as things are uncertain, there will be risks, right?"
[Hey, Xiao Zhongzi really understands the rule of not opening champagne at halftime.]
Wei Yanwan nodded and motioned for the two to go out first.
Alone, she gathered Ruyi's hair back together and cut some from the emperor's braid to put it together.
After she had placed the emperor's body, she opened the palace door barefoot and with red eyes. The cold wind outside blew on her red cheeks and tears in her eyes:
"The Emperor has passed away!"
(This article ends here. After watching Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace, I found it not very friendly to my mammary glands. Then I went to watch The Empress of China... which was even more unfriendly to my mammary glands. I'm a little afraid to read on. I can only bite the bullet and read it. When I write Feiyan, I'm going to write a pure villain. Damn!)
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