Chapter 258: The Lady of the Marquisate vs. the Younger Prince
Long Lin eventually did not survive the winter. Ji Yunhuan took care of Long Lin for a month without taking off his clothes, but Long Lin still passed away peacefully.
The death of the retired emperor brought grief to the whole country.
The first snow fell in the capital city, and everything was covered in silver, and heaven and earth were in sorrow.
Ji Yunhuan sat in front of the window, staring blankly at the snow outside, "Ah Lin, it's snowing so heavily, I want to go out and make a snowman! Go find two carrots!"
There was no echo behind me.
Ji Yunhuan opened the window, and the cold wind blew in. She said angrily, "If you don't care about me, I will really go out! I won't wear gloves or fox fur, I will just go out to play in the snow. I will piss you off to death... Ah Lin, I won't piss you off anymore, can you come back?"
The north wind howled all night and Ji Yunhuan fell ill.
The illness lasted until spring.
In spring, flowers are in full bloom and everything is reviving. Ji Yunhuan has never admitted to getting old and always likes to go outings with young girls. But now he can't muster the energy.
Long Ruize was extremely anxious. His father had already passed away, and if anything happened to his mother, he really couldn't bear it.
Princess Changning suggested sending a few handsome young men to her mother to entertain her. After thinking it over, Long Ruize could not think of a better idea, so he did as her mother asked.
Ji Yunhuan looked at the three handsome and sunny young men in front of him, singing music, dancing with swords, reciting poems and composing essays. It was a lively scene.
She didn't know whether to praise her son for being filial or scold him for being unfilial.
There was clearly only one person missing from the Yonghe Palace, but it felt extremely empty. All the palace people coming and going were very cautious, which was really boring. Ji Yunhuan knew that his son was worried about him, so he accepted the three young men.
In just three days, Ji Yunhuan sent the person away.
She finally realized that apart from Long Lin, there would never be anyone else in the world who would love her as much as she did.
Once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you have seen Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mounds. No one can fill the void in her heart, so let's not fill it.
Ji Yunhuan refused the children's attempts to keep her and left Beijing alone.
Long Lin struggled for survival in the first half of his life, and later he was trapped by the country and the people. It was not easy for the prince to be able to take charge of things on his own, but Long Lin did not have the extra energy to leave the capital.
But Long Lin never restrained her. She lived a very free and easy life, simply because he was behind her.
Ji Yunhuan carried the dragon pendant and the memories in her heart and traveled to all the places she had been to. She believed that Long Lin would definitely see it.
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Ji Yunhuan died of illness and came to that familiar white world.
"Ding! The host is leaving the small world, leaving successfully."
"Start calculating merit points, the total is 5,000 merit points. The host has completed this small world, and the merit points have doubled, gaining 10,000 merit points. The current merit point is 11,550. Congratulations to the host!"
"Host, you can no longer create things. The current material has reached the upper limit of the space's carrying capacity. Do you want to spend 5,000 merit points to upgrade the space?"
Ji Yunhuan felt a little painful, but she still upgraded the system space. She wanted to move the Lama Temple into the space.
There seems to be no concept of time in this space, and flowers, plants and trees do not grow. If you want to change the seasons, you can only rely on mental power to change the form of matter.
After an unknown amount of time, the palace took shape and Ji Yunhuan calmed down. She looked at the paper man floating in the air and said unhappily:
"Besides that crappy painting, what else can you do? I threw 5,000 merit points in, and not a single sound was heard."
The system was afraid that the host would not upgrade itself, so it raised its hand and said loudly: "I can accompany you into the mission world, I can do a lot!"
"In the mission world, we will all lose our memories, but no matter what our identities are, no matter how far apart we are, fate will lead me back to you. I will help you unconditionally. I understand your thoughts and wishes, and I will protect you for my entire life until the last moment when my consciousness fades."
Ji Yunhuan finally showed some interest. "You are of some use. Hurry up and enter the next world. Your merit points are really useless."
"Ding, the mission has been accepted successfully."
A three-dimensional picture scroll slowly unfolded, and the system muttered: "Recently, the prop of mind reading is very popular. Now it only costs 200 merit points to buy it. Host, come and get one. This mission is very simple. You have already married Xuanwu Hou, and you just need to give birth to a child for the Marquis. With the ability to read minds, the mistress will definitely not be able to defeat you."
Ji Yunhuan frowned as he watched the original body's life. On the wedding night, Marquis Xuanwu married both his wife and concubine, favored his concubine over his wife, and finally killed the original body and harmed the entire Ji family.
Was this kind of trash worthy of her giving birth to a child? She was being merciful by not scattering the ashes of the unfaithful man.
The consciousness of the system will also enter the mission world, so he thoughtfully helps the host to equip props in advance, including mind reading, fertility pills, double-beauty pills, normal delivery pills and recovery pills, as well as enlightenment pills, spring breeze pills, etc.
"Ding! Entering a new world..."
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"Cough cough cough!" Ji Yunhuan woke up suddenly, gasping for breath.
She remembered that she was thrown into a well. The well was freezing cold in winter and the feeling of suffocation overwhelmed her little by little. She climbed up desperately, her ten fingers were covered in blood, and her bloody fingerprints remained on the wall of the well.
She cried and begged her husband to save her, but her husband's eyes were as cold as a knife. She watched helplessly as her husband closed the manhole cover little by little, cutting off her last hope of life.
Shiqin heard the noise and came into the room. She helped Ji Yunhuan up and looked worried. "Madam, are you okay? Why are your hands so cold?"
Ji Yunhuan looked at the young and beautiful Shiqin in front of her. She touched Shiqin's intact face and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Shiqin, I'm sorry... I hurt you. It's great that you're still alive!"
Shiqin touched the lady's forehead and said, "Madam, are you sick? Or are you having a nightmare? I'll go get a doctor right away."
Ji Yunhuan looked at the furnishings in the room. This was not a dirty stable, but the east wing of the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion. She had come back to life, she was back again!
Before she could figure out what was going on, a sharp wail suddenly erupted from the west wing opposite.
"Ah~ There is so much blood! My child! My child is gone! Someone, help! Someone, please save my child!"
A woman dressed in pink satin rushed out from the west wing, surrounded by five or six maids. The woman's lower body was stained with a large area of blood, so red that it was glaring. The blood dripped down and spilled on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard.
"Madam, you have such a vicious heart. You are jealous of Wan Niang for being favored by the Marquis, and you target her everywhere. You are the mistress of the house, and Wan Niang dare not complain. She can only tolerate you in every way. But you shouldn't harm my child. That's my life!"
Wan Niang had a good voice, and her cries were mournful and gentle. With blood all over her body, she looked just like a poor concubine who had been oppressed by her mistress and had no way out.
She rushed to the door of the east wing and rammed into the redwood pillar. "The child is gone, and Wan Niang doesn't want to live anymore. I will die here today. Even if I become a ghost in the future, I will not let you go!"
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