nine words

My name is Chu Jiuge, and I am dead.

·Weiyang Palace·

I saw Yu Jingnian carrying my body back to Weiyang Palace, preparing to change into the court uniform that the court issued to me when I was appointed prime minister.At this time, a court lady came and whispered something in his ear, and brought another set of clothes. Jingnian dressed me neatly. After careful inspection, he ordered someone to make it for me when I went to Yan Kingdom with Liangjin. That set of black clothes with the dark embroidered Phoenix totem.

Jingnian sat on the side of the couch for a long time, holding my already cold hand, weeping silently, the tears hit the satin quilt, the sound of "patta patta" was very ear-piercing in the dead palace.

I stood behind Jing Nian, recalling everything this man had done for me, it seemed that I could only end with "regret that I didn't love him".Maybe he loves me as much as Liangjin, and like long-term love, he can't achieve a positive result, but he has more courage than anyone else, guarding me behind my back for many years, daring to express his love, and willing to dedicate his love.

Remembering that in Yan Kingdom's underground palace, he once hugged the deaf me and cried bitterly, my heart hurts like a needle prick.He said that after I die, he still wants to stay by his side with me. How can a person like me deserve such love...

I dare not look into his eyes, he is the person I owe the most in my life.

·Bieyuan·

Wandering to other courtyards, I remember, this is the palace where the seriously ill Qingyan lived, walking inside, the pungent smell of medicine gave me a headache, I saw Xue Wuhua, who was guarding Qingyan day and night, resting on the head of the bed , his complexion is not very good, it is obvious that his physical strength has been overdrawn by taking care of the patient for a long time.

At this time, someone suddenly grabbed my hand from behind, I was startled, and I looked back suddenly, it turned out to be Qingyan!

But isn't he lying on the couch?

...It turns out that he is the same as me.

"Why did you die?"

I seem to hear Qingyan asking me this question, but how should I answer?I can only respond with an embarrassed smile...

"You have also..."

"No, I'm not dead yet." After saying that, Qing Yan's soul walked to the side of the couch and sat down, caressing Xue Wuhua's face, it's a pity that the person couldn't feel his existence. "But I can't wake up either. A palace man who knows Feng Shui saw me and told me that my soul will never return to my body, but my body is still alive, and my soul will not dissipate." .It's a pity that I can't let him see me smiling anymore...He said that he likes to see me smile most."

How sad, obviously still alive, but still separated from yin and yang.But if it was Xue Wuhua, even if he never saw Qingyan wake up again, he would keep guarding it...

And me……

·Piandian·

This is the place where Gong Ziyin lives. With his two children, he has lived so hard for so many years. I feel deeply guilty when I think of the burden I have left on him.

I saw Gongziyin setting up a fire and burning paper money, and Luoyin was watching beside him, with a sad expression on his face, and his two big godly eyes were very bright, as if they were filled with tears.

When Gong Ziyin saw him, he touched his head and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, your father hopes that you can be a brave man." As he spoke, his own eye circles turned red, biting his lip, he squeezed Chu Luoyin embraced him, choked up, and cried bitterly, "He's gone... I'll never see him again..."

Just like that, an adult and a child were crying like a baby, and the baby in the house...

I walked into the room and saw Xiao Wenge who was playing with his fingers on the couch.I stepped forward, stretched out my hand to poke his little nose, and when I heard the song, I let out a burst of melodious laughter like silver bells.

He is the son of Qi Huanyu, and he is also the one who will succeed Liang Jin and become the next generation of emperor. No matter who he is, he has great expectations for him.

"Wen Ge, you must take good care of him for me. In the future, you must be like him and be a good emperor..." I said softly.

·Compassion Palace·

This was supposed to be the Empress Dowager's bedroom, but Liang Jin's mother passed away shortly after he was born, and the former king's concubines died one after another after Liang Jin succeeded to the throne, so this place became vacant, and now Shen Huafeng lives here to heal his injuries.

I saw Hua Feng lying quietly on the couch, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. Doctor Mo changed the freshly boiled ointment to clean the blood on his wound.

Qi Huanyu was sitting not long behind them, silent, listening to the sound of singing, singing, singing, singing and dancing, and the intertwining of cups and cups coming from the Jinluan Hall.

Everyone in the world is celebrating Liang Jin's ascension to the throne, but they are here, looking at each other silently.

Dr. Mo got up and walked in front of Qi Huanyu, stared at him for a long time, and finally said: "I was the one who killed him."

Qi Huanyu was silent.

"Killing me, can you relieve some of the sadness in your heart?"

Speaking of this, Qi Huanyu finally stood up, grabbed Dr. Mo by the collar, and pushed him against the wall. The thin blade had already come out of his body, and after a moment's pause in front of Dr. Mo, he stabbed fiercely into the wall next to him.

"What's the use of killing you, he won't come back..."

Dr. Mo took a deep breath, and his Adam's apple slid up and down, showing the fear in his heart, "I am a member of the Demon Sect, I should be executed."

"In the future, the demon will go back to the north of Qishui, and leaving you alone in the palace will not cause any big waves." After speaking, Qi Huanyu finally let go of his hand, walked back to the table and sat down in desperation, and put his hands together. Supporting his forehead, he was depressed.

"I know your medicine isn't for killing him, it's probably for keeping his body from decaying. Since your medical skills are so good, why don't you tell me how to heal my heartache..."

·Frost Cloud Hall·

In the Shuangyun Temple, I saw the long-lost Hua Yilian, sitting in the hall for the first time, facing the huge Buddha statue, pouring himself a drink.

"Buddha, I hate him so much, he died, I should be happy, why do I feel a little sad?"

As a son, because of my few words of slander, he lost his due freedom. Even if Liang Jin didn't restrain him, it is true that he lost his qualification to be a prince.

He should hate me.

I owe him too.

But at this time, he faced my death with a sad attitude. I knew that he was a good man, and he would definitely become Liangjin's right-hand man in the future. Even if I was gone, someone would help him and take care of him...

·Chaohe Hall·

I've come to the place I can't bear to step into.

Liangjin is here, what will he do now...

I heard from the palace people that after the enthronement ceremony, he locked himself here, did not see anyone, did not listen to anything, and was not even present at the banquet. Although he knew it was wrong for him to do so, he thought he did it for me. Make a mistake, and I feel a little happy in my heart.

I know why he hid here, he didn't dare to see my body, otherwise he would vomit blood in pain.But I am happy not to see the tragic situation after my death.

I entered the room, brought in a gust of dark wind, and blew the wind chime hanging on the door. Liang Jin was sitting at the sandalwood table directly opposite the door, looking at Xiao Jiu who was running around in a daze.

I think this cat also knows that there is a soul coming, so it runs around restlessly...

I saw Liang Jin who had been sitting for a long time finally cried after the wind chime made a crisp sound, holding the jade pendant engraved with "Phoenix Yu Fei" that was once worn on my chest, choking, like a lost A child who loves toys.

"Jiuge... You still want to see me become a wise king, come back... come back..."

I can't call back the dead person every time I call, but I'm standing here, watching him cry bitterly, but I can't do anything.

Now I regret that I didn't tell him when I was alive. After I die, I must not cry into a big girl with pear blossoms and rain, or I will leave without letting go.If I see him buried in the memorial without any sadness, maybe I can still be willing to leave.

Thinking about the prospect of him conquering all directions, ruling the world, and becoming a true emperor, I am really happy. Now he has become a controversial king for me. I am really too selfish.I began to regret that if I hadn't agreed to his request for enthronement, but died in that small house on the outskirts of Lin'an, maybe he would really have become a wise emperor like Emperor Qin and Han Wu.

At this time, I saw someone waving at me outside the door. Looking carefully, it turned out to be Chu Zhiyi, whose life and death were uncertain.Now I finally let go of my heart, it's good that he is still alive, so I can leave with peace of mind.

I walked up to Liang Jin and whispered into his ear: "I'm not here, but I still want to be a good emperor, otherwise, you are not allowed to come down to see me."

After finishing speaking, he watched his disappointed expression and exited the Chaohe Hall.

·Changle Mausoleum·

I sat on the boulder used to build the tomb, looked at my father beside me, wanted to ask something, but swallowed it all back.I am dead, and the worldly affairs have nothing to do with me.

"Your death has touched the hearts of so many people. In order to appease their sorrow, you can go with peace of mind."

I nodded and smiled at my father: "This way you can also be with Daoist Qingxu, that's great."

My father looked at me apologetically, as if he didn't know what to say to express his mood at the moment.

"Because of me, you ended up like this, I'm sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry. Without you, I would not have met him and had such a happy time. You have suffered all your life, and now it's your turn to enjoy the blessing. I'm just... I'm sorry, brother."

At this time, the craftsmen who built the mausoleum brought in the coffin of my brother who had been buried in the outskirts of the city. Looking at the coffin, I seemed to see the back of my brother who had left.

"It's Ling Ge's wish to fulfill you and Liang Jin. Don't feel sorry. After all, he is your elder brother, so he won't blame you."

I smiled, "That way, I'm at ease."

The distant sky has already revealed the dawn light. My father took one last look at me and said to me: "When you get there, remember to say sorry to Ling Ge for me..."

I nodded, and jumped off the boulder, fell into the ground, turned into white snow, and landed silently...