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Text 245: Death of the Emperor (Part 2)

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    The emperor's face was sallow, he closed his eyes slightly, and chuckled. He didn't have any fear of dying, but was indescribably peaceful. "Wan'er, grandpa has been very happy with you by his side these past two years. Wan'er, don't  I'm sorry. You said that life and death are reincarnations. From now on, with your uncle protecting you, you will have a worry-free life. From now on, you should live happily every day, and don't be like before.  Generally speaking, when you are young, you think too much and don¡¯t hide everything in your heart, you know?¡±

    "I don't want it, I want grandpa to accompany me. Grandpa, you promised me that you would see me grow taller, and that you would see me get married and have children. You also said that you would have a great-granddaughter in the future. Grandpa, you can't keep your word."  Wen Wan cried uncontrollably.  She knew very well that the emperor was returning to his former glory.  Grandpa Emperor, it¡¯s time to leave.

    "Silly girl, grandpa thought so too, but grandpa is going to break his promise. Hongzhang, from now on, you must take good care of Wen Wan. Those who serve as emperors are all alone. Only those with a sincere heart can stand with you regardless of gains and losses.  So that you won't be lonely. I hope you can cherish your sincere heart. As for what happened after your death, as I said before, you will be buried with your mother. "The emperor is not sad at all, and seems to have some relief.  The meaning is in it.

    "Father, I know this." The prince had tears in his eyes, even though his father had hated him since he was a child, which made him hate him very much.  But in the past few years, I have been really kind to him.  Coupled with what he just said, he was also extremely moved.

    The emperor was still alive and asked all the princes, grandsons, and princes of the royal family to come in: "In accordance with my will, the prince can pay homage in the land without going to the capital for burial. Concubine De is buried in the concubine garden. I am buried with Empress Shengyuan."  The last imperial edict was to not allow several Fan Kings to come back for the funeral.  The last virtuous concubine was also buried.  Concubine De has a son.

    Wen Wan couldn't hear anything, he only knew that the emperor was about to die.  Wenwan hugged the Emperor, "Grandpa, Grandpa, don't sleep. Don't sleep! Grandpa Emperor, don't die, don't die." She cried loudly.  He cried hoarsely and screamed as if he could call the emperor back.

    The prince listened to the emperor's words.  But it¡¯s clear.  The emperor came first because he was afraid that he would kill several brothers, and secondly, he was also on guard against a few people starting a rebellion.  Can't say good or bad.

    The gentle cries are of no use.  The emperor slowly closed his eyes.  Wen Wan watched the emperor close his eyes, feeling as if he had collapsed and his whole body had been pulled away.  I fell down immediately.

    The prince looked at Wen Wan who was crying and fainted, and immediately shouted, "Wen Wan, what's wrong with you? Come here. Come quickly, doctor, doctor."

    at the same time.  The big bell in the palace rang.  Immediately, everyone in the capital knew.  The emperor died.

    Every household hung up white sails and wore white clothes.  Officials of the fifth rank and above all wore mourning clothes and came to the palace to pay homage.  For a moment, there was no noise, and the silence was terrifying.

    When Wen Wan woke up, the emperor had entered the royal palace and was sent to the main hall of Yanghe Hall.  Because the emperor fell ill before, the imperial doctor had a vague prophecy, and the emperor's funeral had already been arranged.  The funeral went smoothly without any trouble.

    After Wen Wan woke up, she was comforted by Xia Yao and Xia Ying for a long time and managed to drink two mouthfuls of porridge.  He struggled and ran to the coffin to keep vigil.

    "Princess, Concubine De has also gone." Xia Yao's words were gentle and understanding.

    Xia Ying took the bowl and went out. Xia Yao helped Wen Wan cover the quilt and comforted softly, "Princess, the emperor loves you so much. If he sees you like this, he will be sad. Princess, the emperor is getting old."  . Birth, old age, illness and death are destiny. Princess, you must take care of yourself and live up to the emperor's love for you. "

    Wen Wan just nodded mechanically. Seeing that Wen Wan listened, Xia Yao continued, "All the maids in Changchun Palace were killed with sticks, and no one survived."

    Wen Wan nodded numbly, struggled to get up, put on mourning clothes, went to the mourning hall, knelt in front of the emperor's coffin, and burned money and paper.  Listening to the loud howling outside, I was filled with grief.

    In the Qi Dynasty, only officials of the fifth rank or above were allowed to enter and kowtow to the emperor in farewell.  Officials of the fifth rank and below and above the seventh rank paid their respects in the square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, while officials from the seventh rank and below to those who were not in the mainstream could only line up outside the palace gate.  Even so, there were hundreds of princes and ministers gathered outside the palace.  Wen Wan was so dizzy and dazzled by them that her head felt heavy.

    During the wake of Emperor Renkang, Wen Wan was overly sad and unable to eat anything. Her body was overloaded and she was exhausted, so she fainted again.  In the end, the prince asked someone to take her back and force her to rest.

    "Uncle, I just had a dream, about my grandpa." Wen Wan was very sad.  She didn't believe it, didn't believe that the emperor just left like this.

    "Wen Wan, if my father sees you like this, he will feel uneasy."??.  He loves you so much, how could he be willing to see you so haggard for him.  Don't be sad anymore. Your grandpa is sixty-eight this year, which is considered a long life, and he is a blessed person. You must take good care of your body and let him go with peace of mind. Don't let him still worry about you under the circumstances.  do you know?  "Looking at Wen Wan, who looked haggard and without any vitality, the prince felt heartbroken.

    "But I'm afraid. Uncle, I'm afraid. The people who love me and care about me have left me. Uncle, you have to be well. You can't leave Wenwan. Uncle, you have to be well." Wenwan is true.  Scared.  Now, in this world, she only has a relative like the prince.  If another accident happened, she didn't know if she could bear it.

    "No, uncle will be fine and will always be fine. Don't worry Wan'er. Uncle will watch you get married and have children, and live a happy life." The emperor touched Wen Wan's head.  I guess I was hurt too deeply when I was a child, which is why I am so afraid of losing.

    "Uncle, let's hook up." After hooking up with the emperor and making a contract, I felt relieved.

    "Lie down for a while, you haven't had a good night's sleep in half a month." Seeing Wen Wan struggling to get up, the prince hurriedly advised her.

    "No, I want to spend more time with my grandpa. If I want to spend time with him in the future, I won't have the chance to do so." Wen Wan still insisted on going to the main hall to keep vigil for the emperor every day.

    The prince couldn't stand Wen Wan's behavior and asked Xia Yao to take her back to rest.  I can¡¯t count, but I will come back the next day after giving him medicine.  Otherwise, she would fall ill again within three days of the emperor's funeral.

    Wenwan spent every day in the emperor's coffin except sleeping.  Even though the prince was on guard, Wen Wan also fell ill after sending the emperor away.  She kept having a fever, lying in bed unconsciously crying for her father and mother, don't die, grandpa, don't die The emperor's death inspired the deepest shadow in Wen Wan's heart.  (To be continued)
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