northernbook Chapter 484 When to Leave
Chapter 484 When to Leave
King Xining was heartbroken when he thought of his deceased son.
"I want you to pay with blood!" He was about to strangle the queen's neck when Jiang Yue, who suddenly approached him, slapped him away and he fell to the side.
Then General Yin snatched the dagger from him and slashed his neck horizontally.
Blood gushed out instantly, and the King of Xining covered his neck in pain, blood still gurgling from his mouth.
"Why, why do you all betray me?!"
He looked at the brother and sister in front of him with hatred and closed his eyes in despair.
"Mother, mother..." Singh, who was sitting on the ground, hugged his mother's body tightly and cried loudly. Looking at his dead father beside him, he hated his father to the core.
The snowflakes changed from granules to flakes, getting bigger and bigger, but Singh's body was not even one-tenth as cold as his heart.
Yin Shaoping rushed over and wanted to hold the queen's body to seek medical treatment, but was stopped by the shaking head.
"Singh...Singh..." The queen slowly raised her arm and grasped Singh's wrist with all her strength, forcing a faint smile on her pale face.
"Try to make yourself... stronger... Remember, for the rest of your life, you must not fall in love with a man."
"Men...will only hinder your...steps forward."
"Promise... Mother... Queen Mother... to live well... Queen Mother will bless you in heaven..."
She seemed to be putting all her strength into every word she spoke.
Finally, she looked at Yin Shaoping, who was also heartbroken, and said, "Shaoping, you are the only relative of Singh left. Promise me... to take good care of her..."
"You will be fine!" Yin Shaoping tried his best to hold back the tears.
"You should take care of it yourself. How can your uncle replace your mother?"
"Promise me..." The queen had long been tired of this world, and Singh had been supporting her all these years.
"I promise you!" Yin Shaoping lowered his eyes and closed them. He couldn't believe that his sister, who had discussed rebellion with him today, was now in this state.
"Mother, please don't say anything more... Let's go see the imperial physician... Mother..." Singh's heart seemed to be torn apart and the pain was unbearable.
When Singh saw her mother's hanging hands, she hugged her tightly and burst into tears.
Jiang Yue didn't expect such a scene to happen.
She knew that the queen had been injured in a vital part and would not survive.
She stepped forward and touched the breath.
"Your mother was a very good mother. She protected you very well. I guess she didn't want to see you so sad after she left."
"Jiang Yue, I don't have a mother anymore." Singh couldn't control his falling tears.
At this moment, she also figured it out. Her mother was afraid that her father would discover her whereabouts, so she deliberately said those hurtful words.
General Yin, who was squatting on the ground, was as sad as Singh. The grief and anger in his heart were like a huge wave, which made him breathless.
"No!"
He looked at the father and son who had died one after the other. Even if this damn king died a thousand times, it would not be enough to relieve the hatred in his heart!
"Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of Singh!"
The ministers in the palace watched this scene in amazement, then quietly moved away and prepared to leave.
Because they were really afraid that General Yin would get angry and kill them all.
Today's palace banquet has come to an end, and Jiang Yue did not expect so many unexpected changes.
Before leaving, she looked at Singh, who was still lying in front of her mother, and said,
"Condolences."
Singh looked extremely miserable with his hair full of snow.
She looked up at Jiang Yue.
"When are you leaving?"
"If the snow is light, I will leave tomorrow. If it is heavy, I will stay a little longer."
Jiang Yue completed her mission and was leaving.
She didn't want to stay in the palace any longer, not even for a moment.
"You..." Singh pursed his lips. He wanted to keep Jiang Yue in the palace, but he was afraid of being rejected, so he couldn't say it out loud.
...It’s still the original courtyard.
Jiang Yue sat alone in front of the window, looking at the falling snow outside, thinking that she should return after the New Year.
The snowflakes slowed her pace.
Outside the window, there was a scene of the Xuanwu Army and Chen Lian sweeping snow together.
In the snow, Song Jie and others who did not go to the Xining Palace asked Wu Fei and Xue Ning about the entire process of the palace banquet.
"The King of Xining is dead, and the Queen is also dead." When Xue Wen mentioned the deaths of the King of Xining and the Queen, the Xuanwu Army knew that something unexpected had happened in the palace.
Wu Fei dropped the broom in his hand, rubbed his numb palms, and then looked in the direction of Jiang Yue.
"Poor little princess, she must be so sad."
He couldn't help but feel sympathy for the traumatized little princess.
When Chen Lian heard this, she thought of her deceased family members, and she felt the same pain and kept wiping away her tears.
What else could the people say? They could only say that the King of Xining was not worthy of being entrusted with one's life.
After they heard the whole story from Wu Fei and Xue Wen, they stopped asking questions.
At this moment, Singh was arranging his mother's funeral with his uncle.
In front of the coffin, the palace maids dressed in white knelt on the ground and sobbed sadly.
Singh was kneeling in the front, his frozen body seemed to have lost consciousness.
Yin Shaoping approached Singh and whispered, "Singer, go back to the hall and lie down."
Singh shook his head and listened to Yin Shaoping's question.
"Singer, did the young generals from Donglin bully you?"
"No, she saved me."
Yin Shaoping: "She saved you for another purpose."
Singh: "I know, but if she didn't save me, I would have died. There is no justice in this world. I only believe in my feelings."
"..."
Singh knelt on the ground, looking up at the sky, letting the snowflakes fall on his face, and his mind was filled with childhood scenes.
When she was a child, she walked with her mother in the vast white snow...
I really hope the snow can last a little longer.
The King of Xining is dead...
This incident quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Xining Royal City, and people were in panic for a while.
Today, there was a palace coup in Xining, and all the people in the royal city continued to live their own lives in panic.
Singh, together with his uncle, personally arranged the funeral for his mother.
...Soon, it was New Year's Eve again.
Because I am in a foreign country, the New Year atmosphere is not as strong as usual.
The snow stopped on New Year's Eve.
The yard was also filled with Spring Festival couplets.
That night, although there was no bright moon, the courtyard was illuminated red by the bonfire.
Jiang Yue once again stayed up all night with the soldiers.
When the soldiers mentioned their hometowns, their eyes began to well up again.
They started looking forward to going home for the New Year since last year's New Year's Eve, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Thinking that they would be able to go home soon and see their long-missed families, their faces began to show more warmth.
Jiang Yue also had no idea what her grandmother and sisters had been doing during this year.
She wanted to know how the fifth sister was doing.
Soon, we will know, after all, the war is coming to an end...