"But the Qing Dynasty needs the emperor, and Yongyan and Hejia need the emperor, so..." Before she could finish speaking, Hongli had already taken over, "So I can only live a good life, right?"
Xianyue lowered her eyes and said nothing, and Hongli reluctantly caressed that face. Although he had seen it for thirty-five years, he was not tired of it. He wanted to keep looking at it, forever... forever. Unfortunately,
God would not give him this chance again!
When caressing the corners of Xianyue's eyes, Hongli paused, his thumb rubbed the few fine lines there, and said softly: "I remember that a while ago, there were no such fine lines."
Xianyue looked at the closed window, and she knew clearly that at the other end of the window, there was a dead tree with all its leaves, just like her.
"Since Yong Cang left, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully for a day. Every time I close my eyes, I always dream of Yong Cang covered in blood. Even if I fall asleep reluctantly, I will wake up after a while; every day
How can I not get wrinkles if I can't sleep peacefully? Fortunately, the emperor is willing to let go today, otherwise in a while, the wrinkles on my concubine's face will probably scare the emperor."
"No." Hongli rejected her words without hesitation, leaning forward to press a warm kiss on the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, "No matter what you become, you will always be the most beautiful queen in my eyes, and you will never change."
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Xia Yue said nothing, but tears were already filling her cheeks. She knew clearly that Hongli loved her. If she could overcome that hurdle in her heart, she could continue to work together with Hongli to be a pair of loving empresses, but...
She really couldn't live with it. She would think of Yong Cang and that he was killed by Hongli every moment!
After all... her relationship with Hongli as husband and wife only lasted thirty-five years, no more.
Xianyue raised her wine glass again and said slowly and clearly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for treating me well over the past thirty-five years and meeting you... I have no regrets!" After that, she drank all the wine in the glass.
, Hongli's eyelids twitched, he quickly pressed her hand and begged: "Xiaoyue, can't you really give me another chance?"
Although he had made up his mind, he still couldn't let go when it came time to say goodbye. It should be said... that he would never let go in his whole life.
Xianyue remained silent. Just when a glimmer of hope ignited in Hongli's heart, she shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I will never forget it!"
"I can't forget... I can't forget..." Hongli murmured and repeated these three words. The next moment, he stood up and punched the table hard, saying in a hateful voice: "I will use as much time as I have left in my life to destroy Bailian."
We must kill every one of them!" He hated Xia Qing and the White Lotus Sect to death, but the former was dead, so he could only vent his anger on the White Lotus Sect!
"The White Lotus Sect behaves strangely, does not take human life into account, and is good at using witchcraft. Such a cult should be destroyed!" After saying this, Xianyue raised her head and drank the wine in the cup. Hongli could have stopped it.
, but... he can stop her for a while, but not forever, and he has promised Xianyue that he will let her go the way she wants to go, and she cannot go back on her words.
Tears fell one after another on the red sandalwood table, scattering in all directions, like broken pearls, so sad...so helpless...
The man doesn’t shed tears lightly, just because it’s not the time to feel sad!
Xianyue didn't speak, she just held Hongli's hand silently. This was their last time...
Hongli said hoarsely: "Back then, when I first ascended the throne, I was full of energy. I wanted to be a wise ruler and protect the safety of the people of the world. But in the end, the people of the world... Haha, I even lost my wife and children.
If I can't protect you, what kind of emperor am I?" As he said it, he roared and swept everything on the table to the ground; but so what, he still wanted to lose the people who deserved to be lost, and he still wanted to lose everything.
Can't change.
Xianyue said warmly: "In the past thirty years, the emperor has managed the Qing Dynasty very well, and he has lived up to the trust of the late emperor."
Hongli raised his tear-stained eyes, like a wounded beast, "But I have failed you, I have failed Yongcun!"
The effect of the medicine has begun to take effect in the body, and wave after wave of pain spreads throughout the limbs and bones. Xianyue endured the pain and said: "Yong Cang's matter is not what the emperor wants. I have always known this.
Yes, I have come to this point only because I have
I can't let go, nor can I forgive the big mistake I made in a moment of weakness in the past. Your Majesty, you don't have to be too grudgeful; even if I leave, the world will watch as your Majesty continues the Qianlong era, which is comparable to the Kang and Yong eras.
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Hongli said excitedly: "But what I want is not the separation between heaven and man, but..." Halfway through, he suddenly stopped talking and looked at Xianyue with an unusually sad expression, "It's too late to say anything now."
"Your Majesty..." Xianyue just said two words, but was interrupted by the blood pouring out of her throat. Seeing her vomiting blood, Hongli subconsciously wanted to tell the imperial doctor, but when the words came to his mouth, he was confused again.
After swallowing it, I just hugged Xianyue tightly, hugging this body that was still warm, and tears fell one after another, as if they would never stop.
Xianyue tried her best to wipe away the tears from Hongli's face, but she only wiped one tear and another one fell down. She struggled to say: "In the past... the emperor always wiped away the tears for his concubines, but today it is his turn...
It's my turn to wipe away the emperor's tears. Is this what is called the ten-year feng shui wheel... flowing?"
Hongli wanted to speak, but his throat was so tight that he couldn't spit out a word. He could only shed tears to relieve the pain and sorrow in his heart. Xianyue... was finally leaving!
"There is no need to be sad, my concubine... will wait for you, and will remember... remember the promise in the next life, and never... forget it!" Xianyue's voice became softer and softer, and her eyes began to blur.
Xianyue stared at a certain place in the void and murmured: "Yongxun, you came to pick up Huang's mother. You finally... returned to Huang's side again."
She stretched out her hand, but when she was about to reach the highest point, she suddenly fell to the ground and remained motionless...
"Xiaoyue! Xianyue!" Hongli shouted loudly and closed his eyes. He regretted it. He regretted his accomplishment. He wanted to return to the self-interested Emperor Qianlong who only cared about himself, but... it was already too late.
Oh, his Xianyue is gone and will never come back!
Hongli held Xiayue's body and howled in sorrow. The emperor of the generation cried like a child at this moment, calling Xiayue's name over and over again, but the latter would never agree to him again.
Xianyue's life and thirty-five years of husband and wife love ended on this day in October of the thirtieth year of Qianlong's reign...
"Master!" Qi Kuan, Zhichun and others knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. They had followed Xiayue for decades. For them, Xiayue was not only their master, but also their closest relative!
The death knell rang one after another, spreading throughout the Forbidden City...