Light Dance Jiajing

"Father, Concubine Yan is dying," Mei'er said with tears streaming down her face. Somehow she thought of herself. What is the purpose of a woman's life? Isn't it to grow old with the one she loves? She fell into this time and space and lost her lover forever. And now this woman is about to end her life sadly for a man who doesn't love her.

"Get out." It was still a chilling voice. Meng'er was so sad that she couldn't say anything. She just kept kowtowing. The emperor asked impatiently, "Who asked you to come?"

Meng'er shook her head, "My brother is so sad, Father, please." The emperor was already sleepless at this time. He had been so busy these days that he had not slept well. He was very angry at this moment. He had almost no impression of Concubine Yan. How could he care whether this woman was dead or alive? He rubbed his temples and said loudly, "Come, take the princess away."

Several young eunuchs ran in hurriedly, not caring about the crying Meng'er, and without saying a word, they carried her out. Zai Ji outside the hall stared blankly at Meng'er who was carried out, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was shattered. He turned around, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and walked down the stairs with heavy steps. Meng'er looked at his back, and her heart seemed to be broken. She was afraid that something might happen to Zai Ji, so she followed him step by step. As they walked, Zai Ji suddenly ran hard, and Meng'er was startled and ran after him.

In front of Concubine Yan's sickbed, Zaiji carefully held Concubine Yan's hand, as if Concubine Yan would disappear if he let go. Concubine Yan slightly opened her eyes and looked around in the empty hall. The figure she had been waiting for for a long time still did not appear. Tears slowly flowed from Concubine Yan's eyes. At this time, Meng'er also rushed to Concubine Yan's bed, panting: "Concubine Yan, my father is busy now. He...he...let me tell you that he will be here soon."

Yanpin's eyes lit up again: "Really?"

Mei'er nodded vigorously: "Really, really, my father loves me the most, I heard him say it himself."

Concubine Yan was so excited that she forced herself to sit up and said, "Xiao Yun, bring me the bronze mirror. How can I see the emperor in this state?"

"Mom, you are beautiful." Zaiji said with tears in his eyes.

Meng'er also said: "Yes, madam, you have a unique charm without makeup."

"Really?" Zaiji and Meng'er nodded at the same time.

At this time, several concubines who were usually on good terms with Concubine Yan came in, but Concubine Yan had no time to pay attention to them. She just looked outside the palace anxiously. As time passed, she kept looking like this until the hand that Zaiji was holding suddenly loosened, but her eyes were still looking straight out the door.

Several palace concubines covered their faces with handkerchiefs and shed tears quietly. One of the beauties couldn't bear it and gently closed her eyes. Zai Ji threw himself on Yan Bin and cried bitterly. They all knew that Yan Bin would never wake up again.

Several palace concubines shed tears and left with sighs. The palace maids who were prepared came to help Concubine Yan to dress, but were beaten away by Zai Ji. He just threw himself on Concubine Yan and cried, which made Meng'er very heartbroken. Meng'er thought that this was his most vulnerable time, and perhaps she could accompany him. She wondered if he would feel better.

Zaiji cried so hard that he was dizzy, and continued crying when he woke up. Meng'er was afraid that he would hurt himself, so she came over to comfort him. Just when she didn't know how to start, Zaiji's misty eyes suddenly cast over. With just one glance, the originally misty tears gradually brightened. Zaiji narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Meng'er couldn't help but tremble at her heart, and subconsciously shrank her neck back. There was undisguised hatred in Zaiji's eyes. He pointed at Meng'er, his whole body trembling, "It's all because of you. If it weren't for you, father wouldn't ignore me, and mother wouldn't have ignored me either." I will be sad. It's you and your mother who did this. You are the ones who killed my mother. It's you who killed her." Mei'er retreated away with tears and shaking her head. Zaiji approached her with a ferocious face. Mei'er retreated to the corner. Zaiji came closer and closer with a grim smile. He grabbed Mei'er's neck, very hard. The madness in his eyes was as fierce as a rainstorm. Mei'er couldn't shout. She tried to pull his arm hard, but still felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult, until Mei'er was no longer able to pull Zaiji's hand and her consciousness was gradually fading.

When she woke up again, Zaiji's hateful eyes immediately appeared in Meng'er's mind. Her body couldn't help but feel cold. She couldn't control her trembling, as if a pair of hands had strangled her neck, fiercely and more and more tightly. Meng'er felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult. With a scream, the whole Changchun Palace became busy. Kangpin ran in and hugged Meng'er tightly. Meng'er trembled in Kangpin's arms. Kangpin cried with heartache, "Mian'er, don't be afraid. With mother here, no one can bully Meng'er. Be good, don't be afraid. Zaiji has been locked up. He is a lunatic. Lock him up for life. Meng'er doesn't have to be afraid anymore."

"Don't...don't...lock him up." Meng'er struggled out, trembling and pulling at Kangpin's clothes, her teeth chattering, "Mother, don't...don't...lock...my brother up."

Kangpin thought that Meng'er was not mentally stable, and remembering that the imperial physician had said not to stimulate her anymore, she agreed with her and said, "Okay, don't turn it off. Meng'er said don't turn it off, so then don't turn it off." Meng'er shivered and lay in Kangpin's arms all night before finally falling asleep.

"Lvzhu, Luluo, you two must serve the princess well. Don't go against her words," Concubine Kang turned around and instructed Hongshan, "Send the imperial physician again. I don't care if it's caused by any shock. If they don't cure the princess, I will not forgive them."

Mei'er stopped shaking, but became silent. Whenever she thought of Zaiji's hatred for her, she would shudder. She didn't understand why Zaiji hated her so much. Was it just because her father favored her more? It was said that Zaiji was moved to a side hall of the North Palace. People in the palace said that he was a madman and would kill people if he went crazy. Everyone said that he was so violent at the age of five. What would happen when he grew up? Mei'er wanted to go to Zaiji to explain, but she didn't know what to explain. Mei'er gave up. She thought that maybe Zaiji would calm down and figure it out slowly.