The Awakening of Insects has arrived in the blink of an eye. Temperatures are rising, the ground is thawing, spring thunder is rumbling, and all the animals that have been hibernating through the winter are awakened and active.
Lengyue's coldness worsened, and as all things revived, she alone needed to sleep.
"Your Majesty, please ask Imperial Physician Feng to come and take a look!" Even if He'er was slow to notice, she had finally realized the problem. Before, she had only thought that Leng Yue was just lazy, so she always wanted to get her moving.
However, she didn't dare touch Leng Yue now. Every time she got close to Leng Yue, He'er felt her hair stand on end and a chill run down her spine. At a time like this, even a fool would know that Leng Yue was sick.
However, Empress Dowager Feng ignored it all, and even though Leng Yue had not attended court for a month, she did not utter a single word of concern.
Leng Yue knew that everyone was hoping for her death. Leng Yue herself was perfectly aware of this, but He'er was oblivious!
Leng Yue's movements were so slow they rivaled those of a sloth. After hearing He'er's words, she finally opened her mouth after a long pause, and several minutes later, she uttered, "He~er~ don't~ waste~ your~ energy~ they~ won't~ cure~ my~ illness~ ...
"No, Your Majesty, you can't give up on yourself!" He'er comforted Leng Yue while blaming herself, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I had discovered it sooner, if I had discovered you sooner... you wouldn't be so sad!"
Leng Yue sighed inwardly, only able to move her stiff neck slightly to indicate that it wasn't He'er's fault. Leng Yue knew that if He'er had wanted to leave sooner, she couldn't blame anyone else for things being like this.
“You are the Emperor, how could you suffer such a great torment? It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this…” He’er cried anxiously.
Leng Yue gently moved her head, wanting to tell He'er that she didn't feel sad. Although she couldn't move now, she had long since lost all feeling and was actually much better than before.
Moreover, she had no attachment to this body. Having left this place, Zero awaited her in the spatial realm, and Qian Chen awaited her in the mission world. Therefore, Leng Yue felt that she was happy.
However, Leng Yue couldn't say these things to He'er. She could only signal with her eyes; whether He'er could accept it was beyond her control.
He'er ignored him and insisted on going out to invite Chief Physician Feng. However, He'er didn't even leave her palace.
"Guard Zhan, what do you mean by this? If something happens to the Emperor, how will you explain it to the Empress Dowager?" He'er's eyes widened in anger, her face full of disbelief. She had actually been cornered in the palace by Zhan Wudi.
"Miss He'er, this is what the Empress Dowager instructed." Zhan Wudi cupped his hands, handling the matter officially.
Zhan Wudi thought to himself: "The problem isn't with Empress Dowager Feng, it's with the young master. I wonder if he'll settle scores later once he successfully ascends the throne?"
After thinking it over, Zhan Wudi decided that it would be better to leave the palace and go home to farm as soon as possible after things were over here.
Seeing Zhan Wudi's indifferent expression, He'er burst into tears. She wiped her face and returned to her palace.
"What's wrong?" Leng Yue asked, her eyes darting around, each word distinct.
When He'er saw Leng Yue looking at her, she hurriedly lowered her head. "Guard Zhan said we can't leave the palace!"
"Your Majesty, Guard Zhan actually said that the Empress Dowager forbade us to go out. How could that be? It can't be true, right?" He'er spoke incoherently, it was unclear whether she wanted to say something or complain.
Leng Yue moved the corners of her mouth, "Read to me, let me hear what I want to hear." Just now, Leng Yue smelled the scent of blood in the air.
Zhan Wudi's decision to keep He'er from leaving was both imprisonment and protection, though He'er didn't understand. Leng Yue didn't want He'er to get hurt, so to keep her calm, she could only find her something to do.
He'er was indeed stunned when she heard Leng Yue's words. Then she picked up the book that Leng Yue had placed on the bedside table and began to read it seriously.
As He'er read, her anxious heart gradually calmed down. Only He'er's voice echoed throughout the entire palace, gentle and soothing with a touch of ethereal beauty. Leng Yue listened intently, a smile in her eyes.
Seeing Leng Yue's expression, He'er felt both happy and distressed. "Your Majesty, do you still want to hear it?"
Leng Yue blinked, indicating she wanted to hear more. He'er had just recited the first sentence when the palace doors suddenly burst open. Startled, He'er hurriedly put down her book and ran to the outer room.
"Who...who are you? What...what do you want to do?" He'er's voice trembled.
The newcomer didn't speak, but Leng Yue only heard He'er still trying to stop them, "You can't go in, that's the Emperor's bedroom, you...you...Guard Zhan...you..."
"Miss He'er, please be quiet," Zhan Wudi said softly, and He'er indeed fell silent.
Leng Yue looked at the person who had arrived, and forced a slight smile. "You've finally come, brother."
"I'm here, brother is here, sister, hang in there a little longer, brother will give you medicine, brother has found the antidote..." Yang Jin touched Leng Yue's cheek and instantly felt the biting cold.
Yang Jin, his hands trembling, took out a small bottle and poured the antidote into Leng Yue's mouth. "Little sister, quickly swallow it, you'll feel better after swallowing it..."
However, Leng Yue had lost the ability to swallow, and the antidote was flowing out of the corner of her mouth.
"Please eat it, okay? Please, brother, just swallow it, okay?" Yang Jin became increasingly anxious, and frost began to appear on Leng Yue's body.
Leng Yue looked at Yang Jin, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, "Brother... I'm... sorry... I... can't... go..."
Leng Yue's body was too cold, and her bodily functions were gradually disappearing. Yang Jin tried to channel his internal energy into Leng Yue, but each time it was like throwing a stone into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.
Leng Yue's breath grew weaker and weaker. "Be a good emperor," Leng Yue said before being instantly frozen and completely lifeless.
Yang Jin held Leng Yue and wept bitterly, "Sister, sister, you can't do this, you can't leave me. I haven't learned to be a good brother yet, I haven't taken you to the South yet, brother..."
Ye Rufeng walked in. "Young Master, please... accept my condolences!"
Ye Rufeng knew that death was not Leng Yue's destiny, but Yang Jin did not. Seeing him crying so sadly, Ye Rufeng could only grieve along with him.
"I want the Feng family to be buried with me!" Yang Jin said viciously, holding Leng Yue in his arms.
Ye Rufeng frowned. "You haven't ascended the throne yet, so please reconsider, young master. The princess's wish is for you to be a good emperor, you..."
"You may leave now, I want to stay with her." Yang Jin held Leng Yue tenderly, no longer mentioning revenge. He wasn't afraid of losing the people's hearts, but he didn't want his sister to be heartbroken.
“Little sister, you want your brother to be a good emperor, right? Then your brother will be a good emperor. But, your brother wants to be a good brother even more!” Yang Jin said, hugging Leng Yue and sobbing softly.
"You have no idea how much your brother looked forward to your arrival when your mother was pregnant with you. Back then, your brother was imagining what you would look like, and what he should do to make you like him. But..."
"You look a lot like Mother. The first time I saw you, I knew you were my sister. You don't know, do you? That day, I secretly watched you from the roof beam all day long. You silly girl, did you misunderstand that I was someone you knew?"
"Silly girl, I want to protect you forever! My silly girl, my silly girl..."
Yang Jin spoke, laughing and crying at the same time. He'er outside was also crying her eyes out, and Zhan Wudi's eyes were red as well.
Only Ye Rufeng had a somber expression, but inwardly he sighed helplessly, thinking to himself that it wasn't so good to be the only one sober when everyone else was drunk.
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