The villain, he came to power by acting like a baby

Chapter 360 I admire you with pride (End)

In the study of the Emperor's Mansion.

The window was half-hidden open, and a breeze blew in from the outside. There was a snow-white figure sitting in front of the desk. The young man had long eyelashes drooping slightly, and he looked at the one in his hand with a dull expression in his dark pupils. A string of Buddha beads relics.

It has been a full half month, and during this half month, it seems that he and Mumu have lost all contact, and the relic has not moved.

The fingertips holding the relic were already icy cold, and his heart seemed to be dead still.

When Yan Zijin gradually began to clearly realize that the past two months had really passed away like a dream, his whole world began to fall apart, and at that moment, everything around him seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.

The young man trembled his eyelashes helplessly, looking at the gradually darkening relic in his hand at that moment, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was begging and spoke very carefully.

"Mumu, can you hear me?"

"Mumu, where are you?"

"Are you angry?"

"..."

His eyes were red, his expression was half as cold as the moon above the morning sun, he looked like a fallen fairy who had fallen into the mortal world and suffered miserably.

The young man's hoarse voice begged faintly from the study.

"Can you talk about it, Mumu..."

"I miss you so much."

Depressed, weeping uncontrollably, unbearable crying and sadness.

Wei Zen outside the door lowered his head unbearably, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He hadn't seen what kind of woman the "Mumu" was in the adults' mouths, but Wei Zhen often heard it mentioned in the adults' mouths.

Wei Chen knew that the woman named 'Mu Mu' was loved by adults, and she was not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people can't see it, only adults have seen it.

If someone else knew about this, they would probably say that the so-called 'Mu Mu' does not exist, it was Yan Zijin's imagination.

But Wei Zen believed it, because he believed in the emotion in the adults' eyes.

But now, the woman named 'Mu Mu' seems to have disappeared. My lord is very sad and decadent all day long. I haven't asked about the affairs of the court for half a month.

Your Majesty sent people over to inquire many times, but all of them were turned away by the adults.

Wei Zen has never liked anyone, he doesn't know how to comfort adults.

Suddenly one day, Wei Chen discovered that the lord had disappeared.

As if he disappeared out of thin air, there is no trace of Sir Ci Zhao in the country.

When the adults reappeared, it was already half a month later.

The emperor, who had not appeared in the eyes of everyone for a whole month, finally appeared.

But since then, Master Dishi has never been to the court again, nor has he asked anything about the court.

Master Dishi is seriously ill.

Your Majesty invited countless famous doctors from all over the world, but it was of no avail.

Wei Zen could only watch helplessly as the adult's body was getting thinner day by day, his face was pale, sickly, and looked extremely weak.

But Wei Ren knew that this was what adults wanted to see.

Because, as the adult's body became thinner and thinner, the adult's mood seemed to gradually relax a bit.

Adults who are sick in bed often stare at the string of beads in their hands in a daze for a long time.

He would murmur that person's name, as if thinking about it.

Finally, in the autumn of that year, my lord passed away.

When he passed away, there was a faint smile on the corner of the adult's mouth, and the string of Buddhist beads was tightly held in his hand.

On the day of Yan Zijin's death, the entire Cizhao Kingdom was a sensation, and grief seemed to have invaded the hearts of the entire Cizhao Kingdom's citizens.

The starry sky at night was extremely sparse, the old abbot looked up at the gradually dimming stars, and slowly closed his eyes.

The old abbot clasped his hands together and whispered in a hoarse voice.

"Amitabha."

Wei Zeng took Yan Zijin's body to a remote town in Anyang according to Yan Zijin's instructions before he was alive, but Wei Zeng couldn't find the string of Buddhist beads that Yan Zijin carried with him no matter what.

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"Have you really decided to nourish this relic with blood?"

"Yes."

"That's all... this relic has absorbed your blood essence, and when you pass away, it will keep your soul. But if you can bear the nourishing process and its pain, it will only be your life. Amitabha .”

"..."

How hard is it to bear the pain, what's the fear of being hacked into pieces, the pain in this world, no matter how painful it is, it hurts not seeing him Mumu.

Yan Zijin lowered his long eyelashes, looked at the girl sleeping soundly beside him, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and smiled slowly.

He kissed the girl's forehead lightly.

The voice is gentle.

"Mumu, I'm finally waiting for you."

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To be continued
(End of this chapter)