Nan Shaotian fell into endless self-blame and regret.
At that moment, he felt he had no face to stay with her any longer. He was afraid of seeing contempt and disgust in her eyes.
Nan Shaotian held her hand and said, "The Northern General is brave and good at fighting. The Southern Kingdom still needs him. Don't worry, I will ensure their prosperity for the rest of their lives."
Bei Yutang felt relieved when she heard his promise.
A bright smile appeared on her lips, and she fell asleep with such a satisfied smile.
An hour later, Nan Shaotian looked at her peaceful sleeping face.
"Tang'er, it's getting dark. Can we go inside and sleep?"
She was quiet and didn't respond.
"Then let's sleep for a while and go back later." Nan Shaotian said gently and dotingly.
He stayed there until late at night.
Nan Shaotian held the cold hands and murmured, "Is it too cold? Your hands are cold. It's okay, I'll warm them up for you."
He pressed her hand tightly against his chest, breathing warm air from her mouth from time to time, muttering, "You won't be cold soon."
"Tang'er, can you talk to me for a while?"
…
"Tang'er, are you angry with me?"
…
"Tang'er, as long as you wake up, you can vent your anger however you want. Please wake up and look at me again, okay?" The humble voice was nasal.
Drop by drop, tears fell on that peerless face that had long lost its warmth.
"Tang'er, Tang'er..."
Those calls, however, could not wake up the people around me.
That night, the palace maids and eunuchs who were guarding outside saw this scene and burst into tears. Their eyes were red and they covered their mouths tightly to prevent their crying from disturbing them.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and when the first rays of morning light shine on the man and woman cuddling together, it is so beautiful. However, a deep sadness hangs in the air.
That day, the Southern Emperor suspended court for the first time in history. The court officials speculated whether the Emperor was ill, and soon learned that Concubine Chen had passed away.
For three consecutive days, the Southern Emperor did not attend the morning court.
The concubines in the harem and the ministers in the court knelt outside and begged the emperor to come to court and save the dragon body.
It was not until a minister invited the empress dowager, who was visiting Wanshou Mountain to worship Buddha, that this absurd and unruly event came to an end.
Bei Yutang was posthumously named Empress Chen. On the day after her burial, Nan Shaotian appeared in the cold palace.
At this time, Xia Yuwei was tortured beyond recognition by a group of concubines and had long lost her former beauty. When she saw Nan Shaotian, her eyes were filled with joy.
"Shao Tian, you are here to take me out, right?"
Nan Shaotian looked at her coldly with his icy eyes. It was this woman in front of him who had taken her away in the end. For her, he had lost Tang'er.
"You have no right to call my name."
Xia Yuwei looked at the man who was so cold and wanted to kill her, and smiled miserably, "Then what are you doing here? Are you here to kill me?"
"I will not kill you. I will let you live forever."
He promised Tang'er that he would spare her life.
Thinking of Tang'er's expression when she pleaded for her that day, he understood what she meant. She thought he still loved Xia Yuwei and was just angry at the moment.
She saved her life just to give him a chance to regret it.
But she didn't understand. His heart had already fallen for her, but she realized it too late, so late that he had no chance to make amends.
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