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The fading sun was gradually swallowed up by dark clouds, and the world fell into darkness.

Lu Yu sat by the bed, looking at his dying father, his clothes wet with tears.

He couldn't believe that his father was leaving him.

He had always admired his father, but he didn't dare to get close to him because he could only look up to him.

Lu Yu could not bear it any longer. With trembling fingers, he placed his hands on his father's arm and pleaded in a low voice: "Father, you can't abandon me. What will I do if you do this? You haven't taught me well yet. Father, you must get better..."

He was devastated.

"Brother, don't worry. Father is probably just asleep," Lu Zhen comforted him with red eyes. "Father is in his prime. How could he just... He will definitely recover after a while."

The younger sister didn't know, but in fact the imperial doctors had just told her that her father wouldn't live long.

Lu Wei cried even harder.

The sound came into his ears one after another, and Lu Jingzhuo slightly opened his eyes.

Instead of seeing his two children, he saw Chu Yin sitting at the head of the bed and smiling at him.

It's an illusion.

Even though his body was already failing, his mind was still clear: Chu Yin was long gone, it was an illusion.

Because he thought about her day and night, he saw her at this moment.

But the strange thing is that although he thought about her that much, he didn't know when he started to like her.

During these eight years, he was always thinking.

Maybe it's the accumulation of countless moments.

The moment he first saw her, the moment he first touched her lips, the moment she came to the capital from Qingzhou and appeared in front of him...

He was gradually attracted to her and wanted to make her happy, so he tried every means to find Liu Xu's calligraphy that she liked.

But when he was ready to send it out, he couldn't say it, so he had to order Dong Ling to take it to Kunning Palace so that she could see it, pretending that it was an official's tribute, waiting for her to ask.

This is something he regrets deeply.

He should send her off openly!

The thing he regretted most was that he did not discover Madam Yao's evil plot, which led to Chu Yin's miscarriage and eventually her death from a cold.

At that time, he did not realize that her illness was so serious. The imperial physician said it was a cold, so he thought it was a minor illness. So when Chu Yin's body suddenly couldn't hold on, he was caught off guard and felt fear for the first time in his life.

However, Chu Yin didn't care about him. She only thought about her two children and her family...

She had no intention of seeing him at the last moment.

He never expressed his feelings.

Now, he is about to reunite with Chu Yin.

He would have time to tell her that.

He was filled with joy, but at the same time, he was a little worried about his weak son and Da Yue...

He wanted to say a few words, but no sound came out.

Amid the cries of his children and Dong Ling, he gradually lost consciousness.

When I heard the sound again, it seemed like a long time had passed.

His body was so stiff that he couldn't open his eyes or move his hands.

Is this what death is like?

He thought.

Where is Chu Yin?

The calling sound in my ears became clearer and clearer.

It was Dong Ling's voice.

"Your Majesty, the officials are waiting for you, please wake up..."

Could it be that Dong Ling is dead too?

Lu Jingzhuo was puzzled. What was going on with the officials?

His eyes moved under his eyelids.

Dong Ling didn't know what was wrong with his master, and was a little anxious. He bravely pushed him gently and said, "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell? The Queen will be here soon!"

Queen?

Lu Jingzhuo clenched his fingers suddenly, and then opened his eyes.

The glaring sunlight made him feel uncomfortable.

Is this really the underworld?

How could the underworld be so bright?

He blocked the sunlight with his sleeves and looked around. He found himself sitting in a dragon chariot, which was parked at the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"What happened?" he asked in a deep voice.

Feeling a strong pressure, Dong Linghun shuddered and knelt down involuntarily and said, "Your Majesty, today is the ceremony to crown the Queen. You, you wouldn't forget it, right?" He was fine when he came out of the Qianqing Palace, but how come he suddenly fell asleep and was almost impossible to wake up.

Queen's coronation ceremony?

Lu Jingzhuo was shocked: "Could it be that it is the first year of Taixi?"

"…Your Majesty, of course it is the first year of Taixi now," Dong Ling's voice was full of doubt, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Of course he did not answer, but looked carefully at Dong Ling - the eunuch who had followed him for more than ten years.

Dong Ling looks younger than I remembered, and indeed looks like he did in the first year of Taixi reign.

Lu Jingzhuo withdrew his gaze and stepped down from the dragon chariot.

Not far away, civil and military officials knelt down in a crowd.

He said "stand up" and walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The messenger in charge of enthronement struck the bells and drums at this time, and the sound of music filled the air, solemn and dignified.

The ceremony of crowning the queen officially began.

Lu Jingzhuo sat on the dragon chair, feeling something was very unreal.

Can a dead person be resurrected?

Was he dreaming?

If he was dreaming, would he wake up?

While he was thinking about it, Chu Yin came in through the palace gate led by the messenger.

Looking at the graceful and elegant woman wearing a nine-dragon and four-phoenix crown and a dark green robe with a bird pattern, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. If this was a dream, he hoped he would never wake up.

The man actually smiled at her.

Chu Yin almost stepped on the hem of her skirt after taking a glance.

Could it be that I am dazzled?

She walked towards Lu Jingzhuo suspiciously.

When I saw him more clearly, I found that there was no smile on his face.

Finally becoming the queen, she was a little excited last night and didn’t sleep well, perhaps because her eyes were a little tired.

She bowed to Lu Jingzhuo and sat down beside him.

All the officials came forward to kowtow, pay homage to the empress, and shouted "Long live the empress".

It's a pity that her father is not in the capital, otherwise he would be very happy to see her ascend to the throne with his own eyes. As for her brother... Chu Yin sighed inwardly. Her mother said in the letter that her brother had been depressed since the divorce. Even if he saw this scene, he would not be very happy after all.

After the ceremony, Lu Jingzhuo took Chu Yin and left the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Outside the palace were parked the dragon chariot and the phoenix chariot.

Chu Yin escorted Lu Jingzhuo to the dragon chariot. She felt that he would go to the Qianqing Palace to review memorials later.

Who would have thought that after the man sat down, he said, "You come up too."

Chu Yin was startled, thinking that he wanted to tell her something, so she obeyed after a slight hesitation.

"Go to Kunning Palace." he ordered.

Chu Yin was surprised: "Your Majesty is not going to the Qianqing Palace?"

"No hurry, I'll take you back first."

If it was on the way, this would certainly happen, but this is not the case now.

Chu Yin pursed her lips, wanting to ask but not asking.

The tip of my nose was filled with the lost and regained fragrance, a mixture of the fragrance of her hair, clothes, and her body.

He had missed that smell terribly when she had just died, but as time went by, the scent on the clothes she left behind faded, and he could no longer remember what it smelled like.

At this moment, he really wanted to hold her in his arms.

But Chu Yin would find it sudden, right?

He didn't mean to scare her.

Lu Jingzhuo tried to just hold her hand first.

Chu Yin's fingertips trembled and she looked at him in surprise.

Lu Jingzhuo pretended to be ignorant, as if this was a very common thing.

But her hands were so soft that when he held them in his palms, his heart began to beat faster, so fast that it was painful.

How could this be a dream?

He should have indeed returned to the first year of Taixi.

"Ayin..." he suddenly called out.

He seldom called her by her nickname, and even if he did, it was no different from calling her "Dong Ling".

But this time it was full of emotion.

Chu Yin was full of doubts and asked seriously, "Your Majesty, do you have something to say to me?"

"No." He brushed his fingertips across her palm. "If you don't have it, can I not call you?"

"Of course not..." Chu Yin suddenly felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously adjusted her sitting position.

"Are you tired though?" He looked at her crown.

"Yeah." But compared to his abnormality, this is nothing.

But she has always known her limits, and if he doesn't explain, she won't ask any further questions.

The dragon chariot stopped at the gate of Kunning Palace.

Both children did not attend class today and were waiting for her to come back.

When I went to greet them, I found that my father was also there. They were all a little surprised. After a moment of hesitation, they bowed and said, "I have seen the father and the mother..."

The five-year-old child is as cute as a delicate piece of jade.

Lu Jingzhuo gazed at his two children and found that he had forgotten what they looked like when they were young.

He was not close to them to begin with, and after Chu Yin's death, he felt like a piece of his heart was missing. Even if he managed to handle government affairs during the day, how could he have the energy to take care of two children at night?

Later he discovered that his son had not grown up to be a qualified crown prince, but by then he had already fallen ill.

"Er, I will teach you how to ride and shoot tomorrow."

Lu Wei's eyes widened in disbelief: "What?"

His father, who was always serious and didn't like talking to them, actually wanted to teach him how to ride a horse himself...

Is he dreaming?

"I will send Dong Ling to pick you up at Chunhui Pavilion tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you, thank you, father." Lu Wei stuttered as he spoke.

Chu Yin and Lu Zhen beside them looked at each other in bewilderment.

The former was an adult after all, and he smiled softly: "It is great to have His Majesty teach my son, but my son is still young, will it be dangerous for him to ride a horse?"

"If you're worried, then go with me."

"..." Chu Yin opened her lips slightly, and after a while she said, "Yes."

The doubts in her heart at this moment were almost overflowing like water.

I wanted to ask several times but held it back.

When she got to the palace, the palace maids surrounded her and took off the phoenix crown, helped her change her clothes into light casual clothes, and combed her hair into a simple bun, changing her from being bright and dazzling just now to being elegant and gentle.

Lu Jingzhuo never left.

Chu Yin really couldn't guess what he was thinking. Seeing that it was getting late, she asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to stay here for dinner?"

"Okay." He actually wanted to see her more.

Haven't seen you for nine years.

I can't get enough of it.

Chu Yin, who was not far away, instructed the palace maids to order many of his favorite dishes.

She had always had a good memory, but she remembered these things out of duty as a wife, not out of pleasure.

He always knew.

But when she died, it still hurt to find out that she had never had him in her heart.

"Ayin," he called her, "come here."

Chu Yin went over as she was told.

He lifted her chin and gently stroked her cherry red lips with his fingertips.

From left to right, from right to left.

She had never been treated like this by him in the daytime...

No, not even at night.

Chu Yin was a little flustered and took a step back subconsciously.

He put his arms around her waist, pulled her closer, and then kissed her.