Chapter 101 After Death
Jiang Shuyi heard hurried footsteps, it seemed that Pei Yi wanted to stab Pei Yu again, but was stopped by Pei Yan.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I still have something to say to your brother."
"Father..." Pei Yi's voice was a little nervous.
"I will not stop you from killing him. You must keep your word."
"Father..."
This time it was Pei Yu's voice.
"Is this the kind of fatherly love and filial piety you want even if you would rather kill your mother?"
Pei Yan's tone was quite light: "Pei Yu, your mother has done her best for you, but you feel annoyed. I am always distant and indifferent to you, but you still hope to win my favor. Why are you so frivolous?"
After a moment of silence, Pei Yu's voice of crying bitterly was heard.
"What is there to cry about, Pei Yu? The mother you hate is my beloved wife. When she left, you felt at ease, but I felt alone. That's why I wanted to go find her. You killed her, so how can you have the right to live alone?"
"I can't kill you myself, because you have her blood in you, and she would rather disobey me than not see you for the last time. I'm afraid if I kill you, she will be sad and won't want to see me."
"Just let your brother fulfill your wish of being a friendly brother, okay?"
Not long after the words fell, Jiang Shuyi heard the sound of the sword being drawn out and then stabbed into flesh again.
It’s much heavier than before.
"Father, I have sent my brother to see our mother!"
Pei Yan did not speak for a long time after Pei Yi finished speaking, and then suddenly there was a sound of weapons.
"The eldest prince is killing his brothers and sisters in an attempt to force the emperor to abdicate. Protect the emperor!"
Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment. What happened?
Her vision suddenly became clear at this moment, no longer chaotic, and met Pei Yan's face.
It was Pei Yan ten years later. He had a stronger imperial aura and no longer liked to wear light-colored clothes as when he was young. He was wearing a dark dragon robe and a golden crown on his head. Although his face was still handsome, there was a look of fatigue between his eyebrows.
It wasn't the look of extreme tiredness, but a look that said "I don't want to live anymore, I want to die right now" on his face.
He was looking down at her. Amid Pei Yi's panicked shouts behind him, his eyes were gentle and tender. He smiled helplessly, "What should I do, Jiang Shuyi? I only have two sons. One killed you, and you always want to kill the other. No matter who inherits the throne, you will be unhappy. I can only give up both of them and hand over the country to someone else."
Jiang Shuyi was shocked and wanted to call him, but she still couldn't control her body and woke up at this moment.
Dim bed curtains, with a light and subtle scent.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time, raised her hand to the corners of her eyes, and felt cold tears.
For the first time, Jiang Shuyi was not frightened by the nightmare. Instead, she hugged the quilt tightly and sobbed.
The crying startled Yuzhu who was keeping watch.
She opened the bed curtains, sat beside the bed, held the queen's cold hand, and said worriedly: "Did the queen have a nightmare again? What's going on? Is the feng shui of Zhaoyang Palace wrong?"
Yuzhu still remembers that in the past few months, the queen only came back to stay with her three times, and she had nightmares every time.
Even though she didn't usually believe in ghosts and gods, faced with this situation, she couldn't help but wonder if someone was using witchcraft to harm the empress.
"Did Your Majesty also have nightmares in the Palace of Heavenly Purity?"
Yuzhu's question made Jiang Shuyi stop crying.
She also remembered that she had never had any strange dreams when she was with Pei Yan, but this dream would come as soon as she returned to Zhaoyang Palace.
Seeing that the queen was lost in thought and had no intention of answering, Yuzhu tried again: "Then, do you want to go find His Majesty now?"
She didn't know whether the Empress and His Majesty had had some disagreement. The Empress had been in a bad mood since returning to the palace and hadn't eaten a single bite of food until now. But Yuzhu saw how respectful Cheng Shouzhong was when he escorted the Empress back, and he even asked her to take good care of the Empress, so at least His Majesty should not be angry.
Otherwise, let's send the queen back.
Jiang Shuyi shook her head.
Her voice was still a little choked, and she grabbed Yuzhu's hand and said, "Don't tell anyone, just pretend that I didn't have a nightmare tonight."
Yuzhu didn't understand, but looking at the empress's tearful eyes that did not allow any arguments, she agreed without asking any more questions.
Jiang Shuyi closed her eyes.
Since she would dream about her past life and death in Zhaoyang Palace, she would dream about it a few more times.
Anyway, Pei Yan gave her three days to think it over.
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As Jiang Shuyi expected, for three consecutive days, she had strange dreams about her past life's death at night.
She was able to see again, her consciousness floating in the air. After seeing her situation clearly, she understood why she felt cold.
Pei Yan placed her body in a large ice coffin, which was emitting a slight chill. Jiang Shuyi saw that her face was pale and bloodless, but Pei Yan changed her clothes every day, and her hair was taken off and re-tied, adorned with beautiful pearl hairpins.
I have to say, even for myself, it was quite creepy to see the pale body being twisted around.
She closed her eyes and always had a white fluffy rabbit fur collar around her neck.
Jiang Shuyi remembered that she was strangled to death by Jiang Wanqing in her previous life. She didn’t know if her neck was broken. Could it have been sewn up?
Even more creepy...
The time is a bit confusing.
She first saw Pei Yan choose a prince from the royal family and draft an edict to decide on his affairs after his death. Suddenly, the scene jumped to the time when she had just died. Pei Yan returned in armor, sat on the ground hugging her body, his eyes lowered with confusion, and his hand gently touched her cheek, which had long lost its temperature.
He killed many people. Why did the news of Pei Yu's serious illness spread to Zhaoyang Palace? In addition to Jiang Wanqing, the instigator, there were also many people who were jealous of Jiang Shuyi and fanned the flames. He personally executed those implicated one by one.
The palace was flooded with blood and everyone said that His Majesty had gone mad.
Pei Yan didn't care.
He had an ice coffin built to preserve Jiang Shuyi's body. He handled government affairs beside the coffin every day, and scolded her for being disobedient and spoiled, and said she deserved to be punished so that she would learn her lesson.
But he should be punished, not just lie here and not be able to take any more punishment.
After scolding him, Pei Yan would admit that it was his fault. He shouldn't have kept her before going to war. He shouldn't have known that Jiang Wanqing was not a good person and Pei Yu was ruthless, but he didn't care for so many years. He shouldn't have locked her up in Zhaoyang Palace for two whole years for his own selfish desires...
Pei Yan was still normal at this time. Apart from his close contact with the corpse, he still attended court every day, handled government affairs, and still ate and went to bed on time.
Until one day, a treacherous official who wanted to take advantage of the situation told Pei Yan that he knew someone who could summon spirits and allow Pei Yan to see the ghost of Empress Zhaoxi.
Pei Yan looked at the treacherous minister for a long time and said "hmm" softly.
Late at night, in the golden palace, the treacherous ministers performed a wonderful shadow play.
Pei Yan watched with great interest and clapped his hands in admiration.
Then he killed the minister for deceiving the emperor.
After this incident, Pei Yan began to gather magicians, monks and Taoists from all over the world to resurrect Empress Zhaoxi.
The most powerful minister in advising the emperor was beaten to death in court. No one dared to speak out anymore. Anyway, Your Majesty did not bring harm to the country or the people. He was just superstitious about ghosts and gods.
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