Chapter 220: Collapse
The New Year is getting closer and closer, and Li Qing is getting busier and busier.
If you want to live a good year, you are destined to pay great hardships.
Li Qing didn't want to leave regrets this year, so he ran at both ends of Changle Palace and Yongning Palace all day long.
Zhu Qizhen is a bastard, but he also has feelings, and Zhu Wanqing still calls him Uncle Li, he has to shoulder the responsibility if he suffers.
As for Zhen'er...... Li Qing didn't feel anything about it, but Zhu Jianshen was really competitive, which made him very satisfied and relieved.
Li Qing tried his best to heal Zhen'er, which can be regarded as a gift to Zhu Jianshen, don't look at him always having a straight face towards Zhu Jianshen, but in his heart, he likes this emperor very much, not an ordinary like.
The 10th day of the lunar month, the 20th lunar month......
Finally, it's the New Year.
Chinese New Year's Eve, vigil.
Changle Palace.
The Queen Mother, the Empress, the Lady Concubine, the Concubine Chen, the Concubine De...... and Zhu Jianshen, all of whom rushed over.
Zhu Qizhen didn't like it and drove Zhou and his daughters-in-law back.
He only has a baby girl in his heart, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by others at this countdown to life.
On the soft couch, Zhu Qizhen said, "See Shen, you can go too, there is someone to accompany your father here, you go and accompany your lover." β
Probably because of the affection of the people, Zhu Qizhen can understand his son's pain very well, and he also respects his son's relationship enough.
"Go ahead, don't leave any regrets."
Zhu Jianshen didn't insist, knelt down and kowtowed, "Erchen retreated." β
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"Sir, give me a hand."
"Daddy, it's dark this day......"
"If I don't go anywhere, I just don't want to lie down," Zhu Qizhen said with a smile, "Since it's a vigil, how can I spend it lying down?" β
Zhu Wanqing nodded slowly: "My daughter helps you." β
"I'll do it anyway." Li Qing squeezed Zhu Wanqing away.
Right now, Zhu Qizhen is approaching, he has no strength at all, Zhu Wanqing can't support it at all, this festive day, Li Qing doesn't want to spoil the atmosphere.
Li Qing helped him to sit down at the table, and he also sat down beside him, putting one hand on him, and his anger was gushing non-stop.
Zhu Wanqing sat down on the other side of her father, peeling melon seeds while keeping her mouth open.
"I really miss the days when Grandpa Zhang was still there, at that time, we were all here, you all spoiled Wanqing, how happy ......"
Zhu Qizhen smiled and nodded, "Yes, you were innocent at that time, your mother was still there, the old man's temper stinks a little, but it's interesting......
Li Qing glared at him, but didn't say anything about him, just grabbed Zhu Wanqing, "What a naΓ―ve, it's just a spirit." β
"What's the matter, Uncle Li, you don't love children at all." Zhu Wanqing is in her thirties, but she is still like a child, not coquettish, vaguely, as if she has regained the brutal princess of her childhood.
Li Qing raised her hand, but it didn't fall for a long time, and finally nodded on her forehead, and chuckled: "You were very cute at that time, quite likeable." β
"Uncle Li, you're lying." Zhu Wanqing snorted, "Do you think I'm cute, you don't dare to hit me." β
"What am I afraid of?"
"You're afraid that Grandpa Zhang will beat you." Zhu Wanqing raised her face, arrogant, "Isn't it, Daddy?" β
"Yes, yes." Zhu Qizhen dotes on his daughter very much.
"This kid ......" Li Qing smiled, and he didn't know whether to say Zhu Qizhen or Zhu Wanqing.
The father and daughter miss that time, why not Li Qing?
If he could, he would have liked to mention the timeline further, ...... Lao Zhu's Hongwu Dynasty, at that time, was really beautiful.
Master, lover, friend...... It's still there, although it was hard at that time, and he was squeezed by Lao Zhu, but, for him, it was the happiest time.
The three of them ate candied melons and fruits, chatted about the good past, and waited for the arrival of the new year.
'Boom~pop, boom~pop......'
Fireworks are lit up outside the window, illuminating the dark night sky and bursting with brilliant fireworks.
In an instant, the flavor of the New Year became stronger......
"Zhen'er, look ......"
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'Knock~Knock~Knock......'
The bell rings......
Zhu Qizhen looked happy and whispered, "It's a new year again." β
Yes, it's a new year again, and in the blink of an eye, it's been twenty-three years...... Li Qing sighed.
"Sir, Wanqing." Zhu Qizhen called.
The two of them stared at him.
The corner of Zhu Qizhen's mouth pulled up a smile, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while." β
"Daddy......"
"Sleep." Li Qing nodded and said softly, "Have a sweet dream." β
"Hmm...."
Zhu Qizhen glanced at his daughter again, slowly closed his eyes, and his face was peaceful......
Zhu Wanqing stopped talking, hung her head, kept peeling melon seeds, the plate was full, and she didn't stop, peeling melon seeds and peeling peanuts......
It's dawn.
Zhu Wanqing stopped, she had nothing to peel off.
"Uncle Li."
"Hmm."
"Daddy he...... I slept soundly. She grinned, as if trying to verify something.
Li Qing nodded, "Yes, I slept soundly." β
Zhu Wanqing was silent, "It's time to take medicine, do you want to wake up Daddy?" β
"Let him sleep well." Li Qing picked him up on the soft chair, put him back on the couch, turned his head and said, "After staying up all night, you go and rest." β
"My niece is not sleepy, and I will have to give medicine to my serving father in a while."
"Go to sleep."
"Niece doesn't ......"
Zhu Wanqing was halfway through her words, and then there was no follow-up.
Li Qing withdrew his hand, carried her to the side hall, put her on the couch, covered the futon for her, and then went back to Changle Palace.
"Someone."
The little eunuchs on duty poured in and said respectfully, "The divine doctor commands." β
Li Qing said calmly: "Hurry up and tell the emperor, the emperor has died." β
"Huh?"
The pupils of the four little eunuchs shook, and then their faces changed greatly, and in an instant, they cried......
"The Emperor is dead~"
The piercing screams were heard far and wide......
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Zhu Wan woke up quietly, but found herself in the west wing of the Lianjiatun'er courtyard.
"Wanqing, you're awake, let's eat something."
"Brother Hong." Zhu Wanqing's empty eyes became a little focused, "When did you come?" β
Li Hong said gently: "I came here in Layue a year ago, Wanqing, eat something, you have slept for a day and a night." β
"It's been so long..."Zhu Wanqing hurriedly lifted the quilt, and on a snowy day, she was only wearing Luo socks on her feet, and she was about to rush out.
"Wanqing, where are you going?" Li Hong's eyes were quick, he hugged her, and held her in his arms and didn't let go.
"Brother Hong, let go of me, let go of me, Li Hong......"
"Wanqing, you are ...... again Why bother? Li Hong was sad and helpless, "If Uncle Yue sees you like this, he should be so worried." β
"I just don't let him see it." Zhu Wanqing hurriedly said, "Daddy is so sick, how can I not serve in front of the couch, you let go of me." β
Li Hong said in a hoarse voice: "Wanqing, father-in-law, he has died, can you cheer up?" β
"Nonsense, you nonsense." Zhu Wanqing is like a female tiger who has been provoked, struggling desperately and biting.
Li Hong hugged her tightly and said sadly: "Wanqing...... You cry, just cry out. β
"Why am I crying?" Zhu Wanqing's beautiful eyes erupted fire, "Let go of me, or I'll bite you." β
"Then you bite." Li Hong just didn't let go.
"Brother Hong, Daddy is asleep, you just let me go, he ...... He didn't have much time left. Zhu Wanqing was so anxious that she stomped her feet, "Please." β
Li Hong's eyes were red, "Uncle Yue, he ...... Really gone. β
"I don't believe it, I'm going to see it with my own eyes."
"You ......"
"Let her go." Li Qing came in drenched in snow.
"Godfather..."
Li Qing raised his hand to stop it, and said to Zhu Wanqing, "Put on your shoes, put on a big hat, and I'll take you there." β
Then, he said to Li Hong: "You are also together, prepare quickly, and we will leave immediately." β
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The mourning hall is located in the Qianqing Palace.
This is where the coffin rests after the emperor's death.
As soon as Zhu Wanqing entered the palace gate, her eyes were full of Susu, and the cries came one after another, coming from afar.
Li Hong looked at his wife worriedly, lest she lose control of her emotions and be so sad that she collapsed.
However, to his surprise, his wife was surprisingly calm, and seemed to be ...... Not sad at all.
"Wanqing."
"What's wrong?"
Li Hong stopped talking and became even more worried.
After a short time, the three of them rushed to the front of the Qianqing Palace.
Li Hong, as a courtier, wept and mourned in front of the palace.
However, Li Qing and Zhu Wanqing went to mourn without proper identity, on the surface, they were not officialdom or royal people, and they could only mourn at home, and they were not qualified to cry here.
If it weren't for Zhu Jianshen's jade plate, Li Qing wouldn't have been able to enter.
The two did not approach the mourning procession.
Li Qing asked, "Do you want to go over and cry?" If you want to, Uncle Li will find a way. β
Zhu Wanqing stared at it for a long time and shook her head: "No, Uncle Li, let's go back." β
"yes, okay."
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On the twenty-seventh day of the coffin, Zhu Qizhen was buried in the tomb and buried with his small money.
Zhu Jianshen supported the coffin all the way, and under the operation of Li Qing, Zhu Wanqing was also in the funeral procession.
Seeing her father and mother buried together, she seemed relieved, she didn't cry, she didn't make trouble, she was very calm.
It's just that
After returning to the small courtyard, she suddenly broke down, "I don't have a father anymore, I don't have a mother to kiss ......"
She cried until she threw up......
Winter has gone to spring, and Zhen'er's condition seems to have improved, which makes Zhu Jianshen see hope, but as everyone knows, the real situation is just the opposite.
However, Zhen'er is really full of desire to survive.
She wanted to live, she was reluctant to die, obviously her health was very bad, but she persevered.
Of course, there are reasons for Li Qing's superb medical skills, but more often than not, Zhen'er doesn't want to die, she is very cooperative with the treatment, as long as she can live, she can endure any hardship.
Zhen'er was almost 'full of holes' by Li Qing, but she didn't care, she was tormented by the illness and suffered a lot, but she didn't give up......
Li Qing was surprised.
However, it is difficult for manpower to defy the sky after all, although Li Qing's medical skills are high enough, and Zhen'er's belief in survival is strong enough, but what should come will always come.
Twenty-three years of Chenghua, summer.
Jeonga is dead, and she's finally dead.
Li Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, not that he was afraid of trouble, not that he had an opinion on Zhen'er, but that he ...... I couldn't bear to heal her anymore.
No one knows better than him how much pain Zhen'a endures.
She died in Zhu Jianshen's arms.
Zhu saw deep mourning and cried until he fainted......
Before he had time to breathe, Li Qing began to heal again......