Qi Yuan and Qi Sichen were also shocked when they learned of this news.
"Wanwan! He's lying, isn't he? Why are you leaving? Why are you leaving?" Qi Yuan grabbed Lin Wanyue's hand and said anxiously, hoping to hear a negative answer from her.
Unfortunately, Lin Wanyue simply nodded and said, "Brother Yuan, I don't want to be here so soon either..."
Qi Yuan didn't want to hear this; he just didn't want Lin Wanyue to leave him.
He lost his father when he was young, and then his mother, so he understood the meaning of separation far too early.
They also knew that what the old Prime Minister Lin Yanping meant when he said that Lin Wanyue was about to return to heaven was that she would never come back.
Whether one ascends to immortality or dies, the greatest similarity is the same: parting.
"Waaaaah..." Qi Yuan's tears fell in large drops. He disregarded etiquette and hugged Lin Wanyue tightly, crying as he said, "Wanwan, you're still so young. You haven't become my empress yet. Please don't go. How about you become the emperor and I'll be your empress? Don't go. I'll give you anything you want!"
Qi Sichen: "..."
You really have no morals when it comes to keeping people here!
Lin Yanping glared at him.
Why does he seem so unhappy with what I've said?
Qi Sichen, a staunch royalist, also felt uneasy upon hearing this. Although he had just been saddened by Lin Wanyue's impending departure and felt extremely reluctant to see her go, he was still deeply saddened by her situation.
But what did his nephew just say?
So beautiful and delicate, are they really going to hand over the centuries-old empire of their Great Yan Dynasty?
If Qi Xiao, who is still imprisoned in the dungeon, heard these words, he would probably wish he could castrate himself and become a beauty to seduce the Great Yan Dynasty into his hands.
"?" Two sharp eyes glared at him. Even Qi Yuan, who was immersed in sadness and reluctance, felt a heavy pressure and a trace of killing intent that was not easily detected.
Qi Yuan then loosened his grip on Lin Wanyue slightly, but as soon as he let go, Lin Yanping snatched her away.
Lin Yanping shielded his daughter behind him and said, "Your Majesty, you mustn't say such things. You are the hope of the Great Yan Dynasty. When the little princess leaves, this old minister will be by her side and will absolutely not let her suffer any harm. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, and take good care of your health."
Lin Yanping himself didn't like this sickly emperor very much. In his view, it should be a law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak and whoever is strong should rise to the top.
Unfortunately, with Qi Sichen protecting the sickly emperor, the other princes, who were eyeing the throne with covetous intent, could only watch helplessly as the eldest prince, Qi Xiao, who had been the most ambitious, completely ruined his future. Now, all the princes were as docile as quails. None of them dared to show any ambition for the throne; they were all extremely obedient.
However, considering that he was about to die, Lin Yanping, out of respect for his body, still said a few words of encouragement.
The emperor couldn't listen to anything at that moment, as he was heartbroken that his beloved Lin Daiyu was about to leave him.
Qi Sichen was initially quite upset, but his nephew's words distracted him, and his sadness lessened somewhat.
"Yuan'er," someone chimed in, trying to persuade her, "Don't be so unreasonable. You and I both know that Wanwan is different from other children. Since she is a celestial being, she has the rules of heaven. If she wants to go back, there's nothing we can do. Don't be willful."
"But Imperial Uncle, Wanwan is a fairy from heaven. Shouldn't she be able to live for a very long time? Why can't she stay with me? My health is poor, and I won't live much longer. If she stays with me for another ten or twenty years, maybe I will die. Then she can take me with her." Qi Yuan felt even more saddened as he spoke. At this moment, he completely forgot that he was still an emperor and burst into tears, hugging Qi Sichen like a child.
But no matter how much he cried, it was no use; he couldn't awaken Lin Yanping's heart of stone.
Anyway, Lin Yanping said that he only had three more days to live.
During these three days, Lin Wanyue could say goodbye to everyone, but she had to go back after three days.
Lin Wanyue was also helpless, but she couldn't make things difficult for her father because of her own selfish desires.
Lin Wanyue spent most of the day in the palace with the emperor, and only returned home in the evening.
The Lin family was the saddest when they realized that Lin Wanyue would be leaving in a few days. They couldn't care less about their business on Jinbao Street and handed it all over to Wang Youcai, wanting only to stay by Lin Wanyue's side as much as possible.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire Lin family became heavy and oppressive. Even though they tried to smile at Lin Wanyue, they couldn't help but sigh and shed tears when they turned their backs. They would even secretly wipe away tears in their rooms.
Lin Wanyue knew all this, but no matter how she tried to persuade her, the reluctance to part was like the weather before a storm. The rain hadn't started yet, but the air was already filled with damp and heavy moisture; even a spider's web hanging from the window was covered in water droplets.
These are all expressions of sadness and reluctance from family members.
It's so heavy; even just a glance from them can make you sad.
...
However, the Lin family forced themselves to cheer up the next day.
Lin Weiming smiled and said to Lin Wanyue, "Wanwan, is there anywhere you want to go? Since several members of our family are free today, how about we all go together?"
Lin Wanyue hesitated for a moment: "But my elder brother hasn't arrived yet."
"No rush, he'll arrive in about two hours. I sent someone to pick him up last night," Lin Weiming said with a smile.
If Lin Zhongyuan hadn't come to handle such a major event as his sister's departure, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
Lin Weiming didn't want his eldest son to feel so regretful and sad, so he got up in the middle of the night last night and had someone hitch up a carriage to go to the manor on the outskirts of Beijing to bring his eldest son back.
There's no rush to finish your studies in just a day or two.
"But Dad, I don't have anywhere I want to go. I just want to stay with you, Grandma, Mom, and my brothers." Lin Wanyue was also quite sad, and obediently rested her head on Lin Weiming's broad hand.
Liu Junlan took out a handkerchief, wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, our family hasn't really gone out much lately. Let's go for a stroll in the streets. We're too lazy to cook, so let's try the cooking of some chefs."
"What if it's not as good as the imperial chefs in the palace?" Lin Zheyun asked, leaning closer.
"It'll definitely be better than what your mother and I cook. Let's go out and try something new!" Liu Junlan said nonchalantly.
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu both agreed, whispering, "As long as we can be with our sister, we're fine with eating anywhere."
They expressed the Lin family's current thoughts: they all felt it didn't matter where they ate, since they would have food to eat in the future anyway.
But I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go out for fun and meals with Wanwan like this again in the future.
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