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"If there is an afterlife..."

"If there is an afterlife..."

Concubine Chen leaned weakly on Yan Wanting's shoulder, her face was pale, her eyes were slightly closed, and she kept murmuring these half-sentences in her mouth.

But he refused to say the next sentence.

If there is an afterlife, what should we do?

She weakened at an extremely fast speed, and her whole body was nestled in Yan Wanting's arms, the expression in her opened eyes was dull, and even her breathing became much lighter.

Yan Wanting held her head up, a hazy mist condensed in her pair of phoenix eyes, as if tears were about to drop in the next second.

She looked at the sky, raised her finger to point to the distance, and said in a brisk and choked voice.

"Auntie, look there, someone is setting off a Kongming lantern."

On the dark horizon in the distance, there is a little flickering and weak light, which is slowly rising.

Concubine Chen tilted her head with difficulty, her eyes reflected the flickering candlelight in the distance.

Isn't she just like that weak candle now, crumbling, as if it will be extinguished by the wind in the next second, or fall to the ground and be smashed to pieces.

"it's beautiful."

"Thinking about it carefully, it's been a long time since I accompanied my cousin to let off the Kongming lantern. I'll wait until tomorrow night..."

Yan Wanting said so, but he choked his throat again, and couldn't speak any more. The mist in his eyes finally condensed and dripped down his cheeks onto Concubine Chen's forehead.

"Stupid boy, you are still crying at this age."

Concubine Chen wanted to raise her hand to wipe away Yan Banting's tears, but found that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

She complained softly, pampered and powerless.

"Xiaoting, I used to think that to grow old with you in this life would be the greatest love in heaven. Thinking about it later, I was too greedy. I was lucky to be able to live to this day with this body. I Thinking about it, then I will accompany you to get married, and I can feel at ease seeing you marry a wishful man who loves you and loves you. But I never thought that God would not give me some more time. "

Concubine Chen closed her eyes, and lightly rubbed her forehead on Yan Banting's neck.

She seemed to have looked away, but the bitterness on the corner of her lips and the desolation in her eyes, after all, silently expressed her unwillingness.

"Don't be self-willed in the future, and restrain your temper. Find a home for yourself, and live in peace and stability until you grow old. I have been begging for so long in front of the Buddha. If he pities me and is pious, he should protect you forever." point."

Concubine Chen's voice became weaker and weaker, her eyes were also closed, and the faint look in her eyes dimmed bit by bit.

The low chant rang softly in her ears, Yan Wanting held her head up and refused to lower it, she looked at the much dimmed Kongming lantern in the sky, tears fell from the corners of her eyes drop by drop.

"Xiaoting...you...just take another look at me..."

Concubine Chen's eyes slowly closed, and her fingertips touching Yan Banting's palm also dropped down.

Yan Wanting didn't hear the last murmured sentence clearly.

"In the future, don't think about me, no matter where you are, I will protect you."

Yan Wanting's face was pale without a trace of blood.

The frail candle that swayed in the wind in the sky was extinguished after all, and fell down from the sky without a sound, completely falling to pieces.

"Cousin, I don't want to..."

Yan Wanting choked with sobs, she finally looked down at the person in her arms.

Concubine Chen's pale and beautiful face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised. She was nestled in Yan Wanting's arms, as if she had just fallen asleep peacefully.

The night wind kept blowing across the top of the tree, and the icy wind chilled Concubine Chen's body.

Yan Wanting hugged the petite and weak person tightly, looked at the sky, and smiled.

"Auntie, look, the stars are still shining in the sky."

No one responded to her anymore.

Xia Qiulian rested early. She lay on the bed, unable to close her eyes for a long time, feeling a faint sense of uneasiness and pain in her heart.

As if she anticipated what was going to happen.

It was not until late at night that Xia Qiulian felt a little sleepy, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard a faint sound in the room.

"who is it."

Xia Qiulian's cold voice echoed in the room.

"it's me."

The echo was hoarse and low, but Xia Qiulian still recognized the owner of the voice.

Yan Wanting.

In the darkness, Yan Wanting stood in the middle of the room, she seemed to be watching Xia Qiulian quietly.

"Your Highness came to Qiu Lian so late, but..."

Xia Qiulian sat up slowly, the injury on her shoulder was still painful.

"Go to sleep, it's a bit cold tonight, let me see you."

Yan Wanting spoke softly.

Xia Qiulian heard the trembling and choking in her voice.

"What’s wrong with you."

"Qiu Lian, can I sleep with you tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep alone."

Yan Wanting asked softly.

Xia Qiulian bit her lip and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, she moved slightly to make room.

"Come up."

Yan Wanting got on the bed, and she slept beside Xia Qiulian.

The person who was always as warm as a furnace turned out to be terribly cold.

With a chill, I entered the brocade quilt.

Xia Qiulian trembled slightly, but did not move. She lay motionless, her hands clenched gently.

Yan Wanting turned sideways gently, hugging her without saying a word.

She buried her head in Xia Qiulian's neck, and moist water dripped on Xia Qiulian's skin.

"What’s wrong with you."

Xia Qiulian bit her lip, her eyes flickered, and she spoke softly.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the shallow breathing of the two could be heard.

Xia Qiulian waited for a long time, but she never heard Yan Banting speak.

She closed her eyes, but suddenly heard Yan Banting whispering on her neck.

"Nothing, go to sleep."

"Ah."

Sleepiness hit, Xia Qiulian, who was not sleepy before, was a little sleepy, and she closed her eyes in a daze.

Yan Wanting seemed to be asleep too, leaning against her neck, breathing shallowly, the warm breath sprayed on her neck.

It was destined that this night should not be so smooth.

Xia Qiulian was just about to fall asleep.

The palace suddenly lit up, and lanterns were lit everywhere, illuminating half of the sky.

Then, there was a sharp cry of grief.

"Concubine Chen is dead."

After the sharp cry stopped, it was followed by another cry, from far to near.

It woke up all the sleeping people in the palace.

Xia Qiulian's heart skipped a beat, the sharp voice was still ringing in her ears, lingering and refusing to disperse.

She tilted her head to look at Yan Wanting in disbelief, feeling pity and sadness welling up in her heart.

No wonder, no wonder Yan Wanting is so strange today.

Concubine Chen, she actually died earlier than in her previous life.

That Yan Wanting her.

Yan Wanting closed her eyes tightly, curled up and lay quietly beside Xia Qiulian, except for her shortness of breath, she seemed to be really asleep.

It seemed that those voices that were still ringing in her ears did not wake her up.

Xia Qiulian bit her lip and called softly, hesitatingly.

"Yan... Yan Wanting."

Yan Wanting closed her eyes tightly, the candlelight from outside the window came in, illuminating her side face.

There were still wet tears on her face, her eyes were tightly closed and her lips were pursed.

"Sleep."

Yan Wanting said softly.

She looked so stable and peaceful, but Xia Qiulian felt sad for a while.

Yan Wanting, she must be very sad.

The one who left was the woman who loved her the most in her first half of her life.

"I'll be with you."

Xia Qiulian bent down and hugged Yan Wanting gently. Because of her movements, the wound on her shoulder seemed to be split open, and the pain was severe.

A streak of scarlet was reflected on the pure white obscene clothes.

Xia Qiulian didn't care about it, she just stretched out her hand to take Yan Banting into her arms, and gently stroked her back.

She should comfort Yan Wanting.

It shouldn't be like in the previous life, calm and stalemate.

This is the only warmth she can give Yan Wanting now.

Yan Wanting curled up quietly in her arms, eyes closed.

The hustle and bustle outside seemed to be cut off, as if she was in two worlds.