Chapter 263 Extra: The Second Prince Knows His Life Experience
When people are about to die, they always feel empty inside. Even if there are many people accompanying them, no one can dispel the loneliness in their heart and there is no way to relieve it.
Xie Junlin dismissed all the people who were taking care of the patient and only left his prince to serve in the room.
He leaned against the head of the bed and drank the medicine fed to him by his son.
He looked up at his son.
The little kid from the past has now grown into an eleven-year-old boy.
With handsome eyebrows, eyes, red lips and white teeth, he has already grown into an exceptionally outstanding figure at a young age.
Watching his son sitting quietly on the edge of the bed holding the medicine bowl and feeding him medicine, Xie Junlin finally felt a moment of peace and tranquility in his heart.
He smiled softly at his son.
But the young boy looked up at his gentle smile and could no longer hold back the tears that he had been holding back for a long time. His eyelashes trembled and tears as big as beans fell down.
"Father..."
Xie Chengyun trembled as he handed the medicine bowl to Chen Hai beside him, choked up and called out "Father", and threw himself into his father's arms.
An eleven-year-old child simply cannot remain calm when facing the panic of his father's death. No matter how calm and collected he is in normal times, he is just a minor.
For a long time, his tall and majestic father has been the unshakable Mount Tai in his mind and his heaven.
Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand or didn't know how to do, he never panicked because he knew he had a father and he could just go back and ask his father.
No matter what he wants to do, he will do it with full confidence, because he knows that even if he does not do well, his father will clean up the mess for him and back him up.
All the ministers in the court praised him for his ability and said that he had the potential to be a wise ruler at such a young age. However, they did not know that he was so confident and capable because he had a tolerant and gentle father.
He didn't dare to think about it. If his father left him and left him alone in the world, what would he do?
He would be too restrained to make a decision, for he was afraid that he would make the wrong decision and no one would stand behind him and say, "Yun'er, don't be afraid, your father is here..."
He was afraid that he would make a mistake, that he would become a tyrant, and that one misstep would lead to eternal regret...
He simply couldn't bear the heavy burden on his shoulders; he couldn't live without his father.
"Yun'er, don't cry—"
Xie Junlin lowered his head and looked at the child crying so sadly in his arms. The hot tears wet his clothes and his eyes felt a little sore.
He patted his son's back gently and said softly, "Good boy, don't cry. Father is still here. Father will arrange everything. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
Xie Chengyun sobbed and couldn't make a sound.
How could he not be afraid? He only had this one father, and his father was about to leave him!
From now on, his father will lie alone in the cold tomb. He will never see his father again, nor will he hear his father speak again.
If he encountered difficulties or was wronged, even if he ran to hug his father's tombstone and cried and called his father non-stop until his voice became hoarse, he could not wake his father up. His father never responded to his calls from then on. He was completely abandoned by his father...
He couldn't control the sadness in his heart. He kept thinking about all the good things his father had done. He thought about how desperate the future would be without his father. For a moment, he even thought about dying with his father.
Xie Junlin felt the despair of the child in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He patted the child gently and choked up, "Yun'er, don't cry. Father will always be with you and your brother. Father will never leave you. Father will always be by your side watching over you. Don't be afraid, okay?"
Xie Chengyun looked up at his father with tearful eyes.
He choked up and said, "Father, I will give you half of my life. Please don't die. You will live forever. Okay?"
Xie Junlin was completely soft-hearted.
He lowered his head and gently rested his forehead against his son's small forehead.
"Silly child, life cannot be exchanged or given to others. Even if you can give it to others, your father does not want it. Your father hopes that you can live a hundred years. Your father hopes that you can live longer than your father—"
Xie Chengyun burst into tears.
"But father, Yun'er can't live without you. You can't abandon Yun'er. I'm only eleven years old. I'm still so young, father. I can't leave you, father..."
Xie Junlin hugged his son silently, tears welling up in his eyes.
Feeling his son's trembling little shoulders from crying, he looked into the distance, unable to control himself any longer, tears silently rolling down his cheeks.
He murmured with sobs.
"Yun'er, you know, at this moment, your father is really glad that he was a tyrant back then. Fortunately, your father knew that he would die young, so he forced your mother to enter the palace and give birth to you and your brother."
"If the emperor had really listened to your mother and made a three- to five-year agreement with her, then you and your brother would probably only be six or seven years old now. You two would be even more pitiful if the emperor died..."
"Look, you lost your father at the age of eleven, but at least your father accompanied you for eleven years. Your happy childhood at least had traces of your father's participation. Even if your father is gone, you will still have many good memories of him in your mind. When you recall the past in this life, at least it is complete, not blank..."
"If you were only six or seven years old, or even younger, only three or four years old, and your father had not seen enough of you two brothers, how could your father die in peace?"
His big palm gently stroked his son's back.
He said softly.
"Yun'er, the existence of you and your brother has made father never regret what he did back then. When father gave birth to you, he was 36, not too old, and he could have given birth to you smart and clever. If he had given birth to you in his 40s, father would have been old, and you might have been born as two little fools. Wouldn't that have harmed your whole life?"
"Not only will you be harmed, but you, a foolish emperor, will also cause the people of the world to suffer, don't you think?"
Xie Chengyun said nothing, but just kept crying.
Xie Junlin looked at the window frame and sighed again.
"It's just that, for forcing your mother back then, father did wrong to her and General Xiao. Your mother hated father. You see, she would rather suffer at the border than stay in the capital. She has been gone for so many years and has not come back..."
"Now that she knows that her father is going to die, she must be eager to celebrate with drums and gongs. She won't be sad at all..."
"In fact, I also know that she might have lied to me when she promised to see me for the last time before I died. She only pretended to agree to it because I was the emperor and she couldn't refuse. Now that I am about to die and she is no longer subject to my control, I am afraid she will not come back to see me for the last time..."
"She won't come back..."
"Father...you won't be able to see your mother for the last time..."
"Father can't see her anymore..."
Xie Chengyun hugged his father tightly as he suddenly became fragile due to being on the verge of death.
His voice trembled as he said firmly, "Father, Mother will definitely come back. She promised to come back to see you for the last time. You just need to drink the medicine well and wait for her. She will appear in front of you soon."
Xie Junlin looked down at his son, "Will it?"
Xie Chengyong nodded vigorously.
"Yes, she will. Yun'er promised you that she will come back."
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At the door of the room, Xie Congyuan, who was also eleven years old but a head taller than his brother, bit his fingers tightly and dared not let himself cry out.
He greedily looked at his father's pale and haggard appearance through the crack in the door. Suddenly, he couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he turned around and leaned his back against the wall.
Looking towards the border, his eyes, soaked with tears, gradually became determined.
This was his father's only last wish before he died, and he must help him.
He turned around and left quickly, went back to his room to write a letter, then rode out of the palace quickly to chase after the Dragon Scale Guards.
He asked the Dragon Scale Guard to help him take a letter to his parents at the border.
He wrote only two lines in the letter:
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