night enchanting

Chapter 90 Reunion after a long absence (1)
The New Year was supposed to be a joyous festival, but because of sudden changes, the whole country of Jin was gloomy and gloomy.White lights hang high in front of every house, brocade clothes are replaced by white linen, the emperor dies, the whole country mourns, and weddings and other festive matters are prohibited for one year.

Jin Han's mourning hall is located in Yiling Hall, and the hall is full of white sails, fluttering and swaying in the cold wind.Two rows of white candles were burning on the table, and the candles were crying darkly.

In front of the coffin, there was a large brazier, and the flames in the basin were scorching, devouring the emperor's old things that were constantly being added, and burning them to ashes.The black and gray colors, when a gust of wind blows, rise up one after another, floating in the air messily.

Jin Ling knelt down on the ground, watching the wild flames quietly. His handsome face was still pale, and the shallow curve of his lips was gone, without the coldness and sarcasm, nor the cynicism of the past. A light smile in any mood, a habit that has been developed for a long time.The firelight reflected in his indifferent and empty eyes, and the warm color reflected a coldness that was incompatible with the firelight.

"His Royal Highness, you have just rested for three days, and your body has not recovered. It is not suitable to kneel down. You should go back and rest earlier. I think the emperor has a spirit in heaven, and he will not blame you." Sorrowful, he spoke to Jin Ling with worries in his tone.

Manager Chang has been with Jin Han for decades, watching the prince grow up, he can clearly see the contradictions and feelings between their father and son over the years.Now, the emperor died for the prince. Although the prince looks normal, he actually hides all the suffering in his heart and does not let others see it.The injuries on his body are so serious, and he has to hold on to guard the emperor's spirit. He is afraid that the emperor will be lonely here alone!
well!The boss, who had seen the royal family's indifference, couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

Jin Ling turned a deaf ear to Mr. Chang's words, he just stared blankly at the action of the kneeling eunuch next to him putting his father's old things into the brazier and burning them, without saying a word.

After a long time, an imperial doctor walked into the mourning hall, saluted and called out: "His Royal Highness!"

Jin Ling's eyes turned slightly, but she didn't look back, she just asked expressionlessly, "Doctor Lin, how is the Queen's condition?"

Doctor Lin said respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, the empress has been depressed for a long time. In recent years, whenever she is emotional, she often coughs up blood. ..."

"You mean, she can't be saved, right?" Jin Ling cut off indifferently, without the slightest emotion in his tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Doctor Lin hurriedly knelt down, bowed his head and said: "I have tried my best, but the Empress has no signs of waking up, but..."

He paused, as if hesitating, Jin Ling turned his head slightly and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. "Just say anything."

"Yes, yes. Back to His Royal Highness, I have a younger brother. He has some research on this disease. You can let him come into the palace to have a try." Lin Yuyi looked at the prince's back and waited quietly for the prince. instructions.But he waited for a long time, but the prince didn't say anything.Although the emperor forgives the empress's innocence, the empress is still the mother of the country in name, but the prince's hatred for the empress will not go away, as long as he lets the empress die, it will be revenge and not violate the emperor's will.Moreover, this disease can be regarded as terminally ill, even if his junior brother has done a lot of research on it, he may not be sure about it.

Jin Ling looked in the direction of the coffin, his gaze seemed to penetrate the coffin, looking towards the vast past.

Ziqiong Palace has red walls and green tiles, and the bleak autumn wind.A beautiful plain-clothed woman hugged his small body under the viburnum tree, her eyes full of loneliness. "The sorrow of mother and concubine's life lies in loving your father wrongly. Everyone says that the emperor is ruthless, but your father is an infatuated person. He only has one woman in his heart, and there is no room for mother and concubine. Mother and concubine have long Desperate, I have nothing else to ask for in this life, I just want to be with my Ling'er all the time, to watch you grow up slowly, to see you marry a wife and have children, as long as I wish, that's enough."

At that time, he always lay quietly in the arms of the concubine mother, closed his eyes and pretended to be in deep sleep, listened to the concubine's whispers, and acted as a witness of the desolation of her life.It's a pity that such a simple wish could not be realized after all.

He will always remember that day eight years ago, when his mother and concubine were poisoned, he was asked to bear the burden of humiliation and recognize the queen as his mother, while she pretended to be mad at him when she was poisoned, just to save his life.He watched his mother and concubine fall down in front of him, spitting blood, and died in extreme pain, but he had to stand beside the enemy who killed his mother, looking at each other coldly.

Only because the concubine mother was poisoned and said to him: "Ling'er, don't hate your father, this is the concubine's life. The concubine mother is willing to die for you, so you should live well and be worthy of me. You Promise me, no matter how bitter you are in your heart, no matter how much grievance you have, you will live, you promise me, promise me..."

The cloudy day was in the sky, and the Xiaofeng was blowing. The two of them, mother and son, hugged each other under the viburnum tree and wept bitterly, their hearts piercing.That was the only time he cried since he could remember, and it was also the last time he cried in his life. Since then, he can only laugh, and only laugh.

He hated his father and that woman for eight years, but in the end, like his mother and concubine, his father chose to die for him.And they all died at the hands of that woman.

Father, should I say that you are affectionate or ruthless?
Concubine Mu, if you let her continue to live, you must not rest in peace in heaven, right? !
"His Royal Highness!" Imperial Physician Lin called softly as a reminder, recalling his wandering thoughts.Jin Ling glanced back at him, the smile on his lips was still there, but no one could feel the slightest warmth. His eyes were sharp, and he asked lightly, "Who else knows about this?"

Doctor Lin was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant, and quickly said: "His Royal Highness, only this minister knows about this matter. Weichen's junior has a withdrawn personality and never likes to make friends with others. Therefore, the world does not know that he is good at medicine. , is proficient in this technique, please rest assured, Your Highness the Prince!"

Jin Ling gave a faint grace, waved his hand and said, "You go down first."

"Yes, I will leave." Imperial doctor Lin was covered in cold sweat when he left Yiling Hall. He has been in the palace for a long time, so he is naturally familiar with court techniques.

In the hall, Jin Ling turned his head and glanced at Chief Manager Chang and the inner prisoner who was burning objects, and saw that the two of them lowered their heads tightly, as if they hadn't heard a word of the conversation.

The curve of Jin Ling's lips rose, and he asked Manager Chang casually, "How is the princess doing these few days?"

Manager Chang hurriedly replied: "Go back to His Royal Highness, apart from kneeling in the snow for two hours in the snow with the empress on the first day, the concubine has also been kneeling in front of the empress's bed for the past few days, neither talking nor talking. I closed my eyes, and never had a meal. The whole person seemed... as if insane."

Jin Ling was startled, his expressionless face for the past three days finally showed a slight change, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, the smile on his lips faded away, and the corners of his mouth were stained with a touch of desolation.

He stood up slowly, but because of his weak bones and severe pain, he was a little unstable, so Manager Chang quickly helped him.Jin Ling broke free, propped himself up, and walked towards the queen's bedroom.

The cold moon is like water, flowing shallowly in the night sky, and the cold wind is like an arrow, piercing the heart and hurting the heart.

In the queen's bedroom, the palace people couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere in the room, and they all retreated outside the door to guard her, leaving her room quiet.After Jin Ling arrived, he stopped them from saluting, and silently sent all the servants out.He stood in a dark corner, quietly looking at the mournful woman in the room.

In the bedroom, Ru Mo knelt in front of the bed alone, staring sadly at the lifeless woman lying on the bed, her heart was boundless.

The silver light shines through the window, hitting her slender body like a desolate mist, looking from afar, it seems like a phantom in a virtual mirror that will disappear at any time.

Jin Ling suddenly felt his heart tighten, he was so afraid that she would leave him.He has no relatives in this world, and the woman in the room is the only person who can touch his heartstrings in these years. Only in front of her, he will feel that he is not just living for his mother and concubine, His life has another meaning because of her.However, she doesn't have him in her heart, what can he do to keep her by his side?How can I bring her happiness?

Ru Mo knelt quietly, her body was already numb and lost consciousness, just like her heart.When she saw the imperial doctors shaking their heads and sighing again and again, she felt as if she was in an ice cave, her heart was like a cold pool.

Time flows, the years are silent, and it has been ten years in a blink of an eye.She hated her mother for ten years and resented her for ten years. Now she knows that her mother suffered the genocide for them, and she suffered for another ten years because of her, and suffered for ten years.People say that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold, and the mother's illness was planted from the beginning.

Even if there are thousands of pains in my heart, how extreme the pain must be to make three thousand hairs become snow overnight.Her mother had been suffering from heart disease for a long time and was depressed all day long, but before she knew the truth, she said so many hurtful words to her, causing her mother to feel hopeless in grief and despair, and became mad in pain. Once the onset is so violent that it cannot be cured.

She said that her mother was not worthy of being a mother, but she didn't know that her hatred was as deep as the sea, and her heart was in so much pain.And she is not worthy of being a woman.

She gently stroked her mother's bloodless but still astonishingly beautiful face with her fingertips, recalling countless days and nights ten years ago.Mother always smiles softly, but there is sadness in her smile. At that time, she didn't understand, but now, she understands that mother left home for love, abandoned family and parents, how could she not miss and worry!That's why Jin Han was able to trick her back to the Kingdom of Jin so easily.

When the mother was trapped in the palace, insisting on her innocence, because she wanted to stick to her love and refused to leave her own flesh and blood, she was forcibly pushed on the prison mat to watch her clansmen be wiped out, and seeing her parents Ling Chi, the pain was more than a hundred times better than her .When the mother came home in extreme grief and saw that the person she was devoted to marrying another person, she would collapse to the point of losing her mind and push her off the cliff.Then he went back to the emperor of Jin to avenge his parents and clansmen.Is mother wrong?From a mother's point of view, she is not wrong.

Jin Han loves his mother so much that he doesn't even care about the country, he can even give up his life, he is just an idiot.

So, with so much grief and disaster, who is at fault and who should bear the responsibility?
The snow outside the window reflects like thousands of silver threads, and the cold wind blows through, and the long hair dances wildly.

She held her mother's hand. That hand was as smooth as jade and as soft as cotton. It used to be as warm as a spring breeze, but now it was so cold that no matter how tightly she held it, it could not add a trace of warmth.

Mother, you owed me ten years of warmth, how could you not return it to me and leave like this?If you die just like this, how will I face myself in the future, and how will I live happily?
If, if I hadn't been so decisive in my words and left you with a glimmer of hope, wouldn't it be...you wouldn't be so desperate?
I haven't forgiven you yet, and you haven't heard me call you mother again, are you willing to just leave like this?

She stretched out her hand to gently touch the messy white hair and silver strands scattered on the pillow, her heart throbbing.His face was silent, his eyes were sad, as if everything in the world was withered.The world is boundless, the heart is sad, there is nothing to trust each other.

Since ten years ago, her life seems to be inseparable from the word sorrow. Is it because of God's ruthlessness, or is it caused by her own cleverness?
"Ru Mo." A dark purple figure stood behind her as silently as a shadow of the wind.

When Ru Mo heard this familiar soft call, his complexion changed slightly, he immediately turned his head away, frowned and said in surprise, "Yi Yu, why are you here?"

Yi Yu walked slowly to her side and knelt down.Looking at her face that had lost weight in just over two months, Yi Yu's bright eyes were full of distress, and he reached out to brush the messy hair on Ru Mo's forehead, and said softly: "I just arrived today. Huangcheng, I happened to hear about this place. I was worried about you, so I came here to take a look. If it wasn't for the third brother who couldn't leave, Qi Che would have come with me. It's superb, it shouldn't be worse than Qi Che. Your mother...how is her condition?"

Ru Mo's eyes dimmed, he shook his head gently and kept shaking.Three days of depression and silence, three days of sadness in her heart, since her mother fell down, she has never shed a single tear.The eyes are dry and there are no tears to shed.She didn't want to cry, not at all, she just felt that happiness was always out of reach for her and impossible to be perfect.But fate was too cruel and desolate for her. She tried to fight against fate repeatedly, but she was defeated in the end.

She opened her mouth several times, her voice trembling, her words were full of despair and grief. "I really regret it. Why do I say that I will not forgive her? Why do I say that she is not worthy of being a mother? Why do I say that she is cruel and ruthless? I look at her pale face, sad eyes, and tears of regret. Tell her cruelly that she is dead in my heart, and I call her empress empress so coldly... I never even called her 'mother' when she went crazy and collapsed..."

Her cold voice was extraordinarily sad in this silent night.One by one, she told her endless self-blame and regret, and each sentence was an uncontrollable heartache.She loved her mother so much, and because she loved her so much, she hated her for ten years, only to find out at the end that her mother lived so bitterly and sadly.

"Rumo..." Yi Yu supported her thin shoulders, and called her distressedly.She didn't know how to comfort her, because Rumo's empty eyes told her that her injury was too deep, so deep that others couldn't detect it, even if she was like a relative, she could only watch her hurt, but could do nothing .

(End of this chapter)