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Chapter 142 : Zhengyang's Death
"Shuangshuang... don't cry."
The woman who had just been empress for two months sat by the window, her red and swollen eyes looking at her husband, her face stained with tears.
Everything that needed to be said had been said.
Xiao Zhengyang felt that the burden he had been carrying all this time had been lifted. The heavy pressure was gone, and his whole body felt light and relaxed.
It was unknown if it was a final burst of energy before death or some other reason, but his face had become a little ruddier.
Ё ň u̇ m̈_а̃
On the contrary, he felt much more comfortable.
He raised his hand, wiped his wife's face, and said gently, "Take me outside, alright?"
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"I want to see the sky."
He had not used the lofty and cold 'I' to refer to himself in front of his sister, and he did not use it in front of his wife either.
Li Shuang's body swayed upon hearing this.
Xiao Zhengyang was now as fragile as a tiny spark; a random gust of wind could blow him out.
É ňu ḿ ӑ .і̌ d
He should be resting properly.
But...
Meeting his gaze, she still gritted her teeth. "Alright!"
No palace maids or guards followed.
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Li Shuang carefully pushed Xiao Zhengyang out of the room.
A gentle breeze blew, and the bright sunlight stung Xiao Zhengyang's eyes a little.
Е ǹu m̆а
Spring had arrived. The sky was clear, warm, and the fresh air rushed into his nasal cavity. Xiao Zhengyang felt very good.
He raised his head and looked up at the dome of the sky.
He had loved looking at the sky since he was young. He longed for the free and easy clouds, and he liked the mysterious and deep stars.
After becoming the Crown Prince, he was bogged down by political affairs and had no leisure. Now, on the verge of death, he had finally shed everything and could look at it freely.
He curled his lips slightly and smiled unconsciously.
Under the clear sky was the vast and boundless land, the country he had dedicated his life to.
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Although... he had not accomplished anything.
Thinking of the now deeply entrenched and precarious dynasty, he gave a bitter smile and murmured softly, "Ming Chen, ah... if only I could have lived a few more years..."
'If heaven had given me another ten years... what would the scene be like?'
"I really want to see... I really want to see..."
'If I had lived a few more years, with a world-changing fiendish talent like Ming Chen by my side, with a brave and unparalleled star general like Ling Yu... what could I have brought to this world? What kind of name would I have left in history?'
Two months, a hasty exit. He was unwilling.
Е́ n̈ũ m̊ å
"But, it's fine... this is also good..."
He was a little conflicted and sighed softly again. "If only I weren't this Crown Prince..."
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All along, he seemed to have been a very struggling and contradictory person.
On the one hand, he wanted to relax, to be free and easy. On the other hand, he couldn't let go of the country, couldn't let go of his responsibility, couldn't let go of his reputation.
He was like a kite in the sky, longing for the vast and boundless sky, longing for freedom. But... he was also pulled in the middle by this world, swaying with the wind, with nothing to rely on, gradually wearing down.
He couldn't go up, nor could he go down.
Е̌ ñ_umа̀
Counting his life, he was mediocre and didn't know why. His wishes were contrary to reality, and it seemed to be full of regrets.
"I, ah... am truly incompetent..."
A sad breeze blew, lifting a few strands of the self-pitying emperor's withered hair.
"No... no, Your Majesty... don't say that. You are the best person in the world..."
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Hearing Xiao Zhengyang's sadness, the empress beside him knelt down, buried her face in his lap, and couldn't stop crying.
Tears stained the noble dragon robe.
Ĕ n̆ ŭ m̊а
"Shuangshuang, I'm so tired..."
Xiao Zhengyang gently stroked his wife's black hair and said softly.
A king should not show his weakness to anyone, but now his life was gradually coming to an end. Everything had been arranged, so it didn't matter.
The two were not much different in age, but his hair was already silver-white. He didn't look like her husband, but more like her father.
Xiao Zhengyang looked at his sad wife in his arms, as if remembering something, with a hint of apology on his face. "I'm sorry, Shuangshuang. In the end, I still didn't take you hunting, to relax and have fun..."
After his death, his wife, his children... might not have a good end.
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Towards his sister, towards the country, towards the common people, he had a clear conscience.
But towards his own family, he was not qualified.
Li Shuang bit her lower lip, her eyes red as she looked at him. "Your Majesty... you promised me, you promised me... don't go back on your word!"
Xiao Zhengyang gave a helpless smile. This was the first time Li Shuang had spoken to him like this.
He leaned against the wheelchair, raised his head, and stared blankly at the bright sky above.
"I'm so tired... I want to rest for a while..."
Е̇n̊ ú m̀ ӓ . іḋ
He was really tired.
'It's alright to rest for a while, right?'
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In these ten-plus years, he had not had a good rest.
He lowered his eyes, his eyelids growing heavier. He looked at the vast sky, at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the distance. His strength seemed to be disappearing bit by bit, his heartbeat slowing down, and the world in his eyes growing increasingly hazy.
His lips moved, and he said softly, "I'm sorry..."
It was unknown if he was saying it to his crying wife, or to the vast heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers, or... to himself.
W е b nо̄ v_е̇l̊ E n_u̇ m а̂
The sun was bright, the bronze bells on the eaves chimed lightly, the clouds in the sky drifted freely, and the fallen leaves danced with the wind.
The kite with a broken string flew towards the sky it longed for.
"Your Majesty?"
"Your Majesty?"
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"Your Majesty!!!!"
A woman's desperate cry suddenly came from the imperial palace.
Ӗnümа̄ . í d
The short-lived king, the emperor full of regrets, sat withered in his wheelchair. Even without breath, his eyes were still open in a daze, quietly looking at the country he couldn't let go of.
It was just that his heart had flown to the sky he liked, wandering freely.
After a while,
The servants came over, trembling. Seeing the two people on the rooftop, their eyes widened.
Blood dripped, dripped.
The empress held a blood-stained short dagger in her hand. There was a clear line of blood on her neck. Her whole person was nestled in His Majesty's lap, lifeless.
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The emperor who had been emperor for two months was also sitting in his wheelchair, completely lifeless.
Not long after the former emperor passed away, in two months' time, the new king had also passed away.
...
Xiao Zhengyang left lightly, not as intensely as when Xiao Yu was assassinated.
There was no pouring rain, no roaring thunder... none of these things.
When he left, it was just like his personality, gentle and peaceful.
Еnũm̀.а̌
A gentle breeze blew, taking nothing away. This world did not change because of his departure, nor did it put on a grand performance for the king's curtain call.
The sun was still bright, and the wind was still cool.
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But at the same time, the people of Yueyang City seemed to have felt something.
They all raised their heads and looked in the same direction.
For no reason, they felt an emptiness in their hearts, as if someone had left.
Their hearts skipped a beat, and a sadness inexplicably welled up in their hearts. Touching the corners of their eyes, at some point, a tear had suddenly streaked across their faces.
Ė ň u̇ m̈ а́
They still didn't know that the new king they had placed their hopes on had already left.
The last sun of the corrupt Great Qian had lost its light.
The heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers did not recognize this new king, and fate had not shown him much tolerance.
But the people here recognized him.
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...
Ming Mansion, Xiu Die packed up large and small bags and drove the carriage out of the city.
Ŵ è_b̀n оv̇ е̃ l̂ Ē n̈ ǔmа̊
Ming Chen was preparing to run away.
This position at the peak of the subjects, a position that countless people chased after their whole lives but could not obtain, he said he didn't want it, and he didn't want it.
At this time, Ming Chen was not in a hurry. He stayed in the courtyard, quietly looking at the sky.
A square jade seal was being rubbed by him until it shone.
A thousand years of elegance, who would rule?
The thing that had caused chaos in the world, that had made heroes contend, that ambitious people flocked to, was lying in his palm, for him to play with.
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'Should I make a fake one for the Imperial Daughter?'
The unscrupulous fellow was playing with the jade seal, thinking about this question. This was a country's jade seal; its collection value was great.
Not many people had seen this jade seal.
Since no one had seen it, it didn't matter what it looked like.
Anyway, this thing was just symbolic.
In the future, when he controlled the country's great power, with all the troops in his hands, even if he pointed at a stone and said it was the jade seal, then this stone would have to be the jade seal.
Ѐ n u m а. і̃ d̂
Who knew if the jade seal in his hand now was a "stone" that some previous emperor had casually pointed at.
Ming Chen was considering whether to take this small bribe.
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Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew.
A warm jade suddenly flew out of his hand, emitting a warm glow, and an invisible energy rippled out in circles.
A scroll that only Ming Chen could see suddenly opened. Under the clear sky, an emperor wearing an imperial robe, with a dejected face, looking up at the blue sky, was vividly depicted on the paper.
The Sickly Son of Heaven, Xiao Zhengyang.
Е́ñú mа
"Hmm?"
He had just been thinking of stealing someone's things, and now that person had come to his door.
He felt a little guilty.
The soft jade landed in his palm, and he also raised his head and looked in the direction of the imperial palace.
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He knew that his old friend had passed away.
Ming Chen had spent some time studying this mysterious Immortal Jade Record. This thing was indeed extraordinary.
Е̊ n ū mа̌ . ï d̄
He could obtain some special power from it.
But... the deification and ascension to immortality mentioned in the message, he really had no clue about it.
Not just anyone could have their name recorded in it.
To pick up a brush and write something in this special scroll was completely useless. The brush in his hand instantly turned to dust and disappeared.
But he hadn't expected that this time, Xiao Zhengyang had also come.
The Xiao family, this father and son, had been completely rounded up by him.
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"Your Highness... rest in peace~"
He put away the soft jade, casually picked up a wine cup, and poured the clear wine on the ground.
Regrettably, Xiao Zhengyang was a good friend and also a good leader. If his health was good, there would be no need for Xiao Xinyue.
A white bird landed on Ming Chen's shoulder.
Ming Chen looked up in another direction and said softly, "Fuyao, we should also set off."
"Screech!"
Е n̊ u mа́ .i d̄
A clear cry of a white bird sounded.
For a moment, white wings blotted out the sky.
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The scene that had once shocked the people of Northern Lie's Qingtian City once again shocked the people of Yueyang City.
An era had ended, and another era was beginning.
A chaotic era, broken and then rebuilt, with heroes rising up.
A dangerous era, but also a wonderful era.
Еn̄ûm̊а̌ .і̄ ḋ
The next bloody rain would wash away all the filth.
(End of Chapter)
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