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Text 127: The last day

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    When Xia Yao saw Yan Qixuan, she immediately welcomed him into the inner room.  Yan Qixuan looked at Xia Yao who was leading the way and said, "Have I seen you somewhere?" That feeling was very familiar, but he couldn't put it into words.

    Xia Yao said calmly, "Your Majesty, you have a very good memory. The last time I went to Prince Chun's Mansion, the Crown Prince walked past me. I must have seen him at that time. I didn't expect the Prince to come back.  Remember!"

    Yan Qixuan thought about it, maybe. He saw so many maids every day, how could he remember to come here.  He followed Xia Yao into the bedroom.

    Arriving at the bedroom, Xia Ying rolled up the curtain, and Yan Qixuan looked at the sleeping person on the bed.  He was stunned for a while.  Because the person sleeping in the bed should have a faint smile on his face.  It seemed that what greeted her was not death, but a beautiful dream.

    Xia Yao said from one side, "Your Majesty, if possible, I would like to invite you to have a conversation with the princess."

    Yan Qixuan asked, "What did you say?" He was not familiar with her, so he had nothing to say.

    Xia Yao said very softly on one side, "Anything is fine. Our princess, likes the world-famous Mr. Fuxi very much, and has always regretted not being able to meet the legendary young man. So, if  The prince doesn't mind, just tell the story about you and Mr. Jiang. I think the princess will be very happy after hearing what the prince said. "

    Yan Qixuan hesitated for a moment when he looked at Wen Wan who was sleeping soundly with a calm expression.  In the end, compassion prevailed.  Next to Wen Wan, he was talking about everything about him and Fu Xi, "Cousin Wen Wan, you don't know. What a lovely person Fu Xi is. He is very talented, very kind, and full of enthusiasm for people and things."  He also helped many people. I don¡¯t know when I fell in love with him"

    Xia Yao brings food.  Let Yan Qixuan feed him.  Yan Qixuan reluctantly took the bowl, but he didn't know how to serve.  Xia Yao taught them one by one.

    Yan Qixuan kept talking and talking. In the end, Yan Qixuan had nothing to say.  Xia Yao took the book and asked him to read it.

    Yan Qixuan saw the travel notes and muttered: "It's strange, why do you like reading travel notes so much? Fu Xi also likes to read travel notes." However, considering that Princess Wenwan admires Fu Xi, it is normal for her to learn from Fu Xi.  The hiccups were severe, but compassion prevailed.  It's just that his expression is very forced.

    Xia Yao looked at it and smiled bitterly. She also wanted to tell the truth, but in the end, she still had scruples and did not dare to tell Yan Qixuan the truth.

    "The prince is here." Yan Qixuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.  Stand up quickly.  As soon as King Zheng came, Yan Qixuan took a back seat.

    Yan Qixuan took advantage of the opportunity and begged King Chun: "Father, I don't want to stay there anymore. It's very uncomfortable. Father, I want to come back." This atmosphere made him feel a sense of himself.  The unspeakable sadness made him always want to cry.  He hated this feeling.

    King Chun patted Qi Xuan on the shoulder: "Son, as a man, you must take responsibility. You owe Wen Wan two lives, and it is not excessive to do this. Moreover, the imperial doctor said that if Wen Wan wakes up within ten days,  If you don't come here, you will never wake up. You will stay with her for the last few days."

    Yan Qixuan was reluctant, but thought about Wen Wan.  Just these two days.  It can be regarded as repaying her life-saving grace.

    The good news from the coast came to the capital, but it did not elicit a smile from the emperor.  The atmosphere in the capital did not get better because of this good news.  The emperor was in a bad mood, and everyone had a hard time.

    And King Zhao was also having a hard time.  He has been waiting, waiting for the news that Wen Wan is dead.  There is no definite news.  He felt uneasy.  Wenwan is a monster, and monsters don't die easily.  Therefore, he could only feel at ease if he confirmed the news.

    Only the Concubine Xian was quietly waiting for news in the palace.  Not a trace of anxiety.  Because she was sure that no one could save her from being gentle.

    Wenwan slept until the ninth day, showing no signs of waking up.  Everyone knew that Wen Wan was in danger.

    King Zheng, who had always been resolute and stern, looked at Wen Wan's sleeping face with a peaceful and smiling face, grabbed Wen Wan's hand and put it against his face.  The tears in her eyes fell on Wen Wan's palm, and she sobbed, "Wan'er, you must hold on. You must not give up. Wen Wan, you cannot give up so easily. You must persist until the end, do you understand?"

    Doctor Ye said that if Wen Wan fails to wake up in these two days, she will never wake up.  He will leave this world forever.

    King Zheng touched the gentle and tender face, his heart was cut like a knife.  What he hates most now is not King Zhao nor Concubine Xian, but himself.  If, if he hadn't used Wenwan in the first place, if he hadn't had the intention to compete for the treasure in the first place.  If only after they got to know each other, he would have brought Wenwan back to his fiefdom instead of leaving her alone in the capital.The city experienced three disasters and six disasters.  Let her suffer so much at such a young age, let alone get this disease inexplicably.  It's all him, it's all his fault.  But this silly kid didn't complain about him at all.  Even when he was about to die, he was still thinking about the plot he would encounter from Lao Wu in the future.  Make your father promise to leave him a way to survive even if he fails in the end.  This child, at this point, is almost dead now, and she is still worried about his safety.  This stupid kid, this stupid kid.  How could he not regret it, how could he not feel heartbroken.

    During the days when Wen Wan was in coma, she relied on Xia Ying and Xia Yao to feed her with water and some liquid food.  Not many people really entered Wen Wan's belly.  But no one around me gave up.  Feeding him water and food, rubbing his body and talking beside him, without stopping for a moment.

    In the secret room, Prince Zheng knelt in front of a spiritual tablet and said with red eyes, "Mother, Concubine, I believe it was you who protected me secretly, so that I could recognize Wen Wan. Concubine, you are in heaven as well."  You must bless Wen Wan and ensure that she is fine. Mother and concubine, you must bless Wen Wan in heaven to survive this disaster safely. Mother and concubine, I promise you that as long as Wen Wan survives this disaster, she will be safe from now on.  From now on, I will never let her suffer in the slightest or suffer the slightest injustice.¡±

    On the tenth day, Wen Wan still didn¡¯t wake up.  Everyone knows that there is no hope.

    King Zheng washed Wenwan¡¯s face and wiped her hands.  Touching Wen Wan's gradually thinning face, "Wen Wan, you must wake up. Wen Wan, haven't you always wanted to go to the fief? My uncle went to beg your grandfather, and your grandpa said that when you wake up, he will let you go to the fief.  Wen Wan, wake up, wake up quickly." After saying this, I was so choked that I couldn't say a word.  Tears fell on Wen Wan's face drop by drop.

    Yan Qixuan, who was standing next to him, watched the iron-faced prince burst into tears and quietly left the bedroom.

    In the palace, the emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, with the words of Doctor Ye ringing in his ears: "It is the tenth day now. If the princess does not wake up today, she will never wake up again. Your Majesty, my ministers.  Already tried my best.¡±

    The emperor, whose face remained unchanged even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, finally couldn't stand the collapse.  Is that child, that lovable child, that caring child who cares about him so much, about to leave?  Is he really about to become a loner?

    "Your Majesty, it's late at night, it's time to rest." In the past month, due to the illness of the princess, the emperor's appetite has become worse and he sleeps less.

    Although he didn¡¯t show it on his face, Eunuch Wen knew that the emperor was actually very sad.  Because of this sadness, because he didn't want to face the fact that the princess he loved most was about to leave, he always hoped to hear that the child had woken up right away, so he had been enduring these ten days.  But in the past ten days, the emperor had asked the princess hundreds of times if she was awake.

    The emperor returned to his palace, took out the big wooden box and took out the small golden nanmu box.  He touched the box, knocked it lightly a few times, and threw the box to the ground without moving at all. He took the tools and cut the small box into five pieces.

    The emperor took out two letters from the broken box.  One is addressed to the emperor personally, and the other is addressed to my son Hongzhang.  Looking at the familiar handwriting, the emperor's hands trembled.  He held it tightly in his hand and couldn't take it apart no matter what.  It seemed as if those two letters were worth a thousand pieces of gold.

    Shakingly, he tore open the envelope and spread it out.  As he looked at her, his old face was stained with huge, turbid tears rolling down his face.  After reading the letter, the emperor showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not crying.  He said in a low voice, "Why? Why did you choose this path? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have to bear all this alone and leave a pair of children like this? How can you be so cruel, Feng'er, how can you bear it?  ?¡±

    The emperor just sat on the bed like this for a long time.  Pick up the letter that you put aside again.  I opened it and read it, and after reading it, my face became even more bitter.  The muddy tears couldn't be stopped.  Thinking of Wen Wan who was still struggling on the verge of death, the emperor couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Go ahead, I want to leave the palace and go to the princess's mansion."

    This princess¡¯s mansion is naturally the gentle and elegant princess¡¯s mansion.  Eunuch Wen lowered his head and stood up to give orders.

    This is the first time for the emperor to visit Wenwan's mansion.  Standing outside, thousands of torches illuminated the outside of the princess's mansion as brightly as day.

    When Xia Tian got the news, he immediately led everyone in the princess's mansion to pick him up.  Except for a few personal attendants, all the other servants Bao Pingshangtang and Zhenzhen came in a hurry after hearing the news.

    But when they arrived at the main hall, the emperor had already entered Hengfang Pavilion.

    Shang Tang hurriedly followed him to Hengfang Pavilion, but was stopped outside by the guards. Everyone was waiting outside.  Even Zhenzhen, who has a big belly, still has to wait outside.

    Shang Tang looked at this grand gesture and felt bitter in his heart.  Even the emperor, as powerful as he is, condescended to come over to visit his sister, but his father.  From Wenwan's illness to nowI've only been here once in more than two months.  He just came over for a quick look and then left.

    King Zheng didn¡¯t even go on any missions these past two days, he just stayed here.  When I heard that the emperor was coming, I just greeted him in the inner courtyard.  He looked at the emperor with red eyes and shouted, "Father."  (To be continued)
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