The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

After half a year, Xie Yi's physical condition deteriorated rapidly.

Before she died, Qingyin looked at the weak man lying on the bed, tears dripping on his hands.

"Don't cry," Xie Yi whispered to comfort him, "I'll go down and explore the way for you in advance. I'll try to beg the judge to let you and I be husband and wife for life."

After waiting for the man's voice to fade away, Qingyin also bid farewell to the husband who had protected her all her life.

With the passing of Xie Yi, Qingyin's health became worse and worse. All the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless. Xie Xi was so anxious that he even hired a doctor outside the palace with a large sum of money. Unfortunately, there are no miracles in this world.

Xie Xi sat alone beside Qingyin's bed, with pain in his eyes.

The sick beauty on the bed closed her eyes tightly, her thick eyelashes draped over her eyelids, casting a little shadow, making her facial features look more three-dimensional.

Xie Xi looked at Qingyin sleeping on the bed, and finally couldn't help but vent his pain in his heart when no one was around.

"Do you like the Emperor so much that you would follow him even if he left?"

"Bai Mengyin, Yin'er, can you stay here for me, please?"

Xie Xi's tears dripped drop by drop on Qing Yin's soft couch, like his half-broken heart.

Xie Xi was so excited that he didn't notice the person on the bed. His slender fingers moved, indicating that he was waking up.

"Xie Xi." A gentle, familiar and nostalgic female voice sounded in his ears, and Xie Xi raised his head in panic.

Tears were still hanging on her eyelids, looking so pitiful.

He was worried that Qingyin would scold him, disown him, hate him, and covet the mother who raised him.

Qingyin looked at the panicked young man in the audience, who seemed to have returned to his childhood and was as self-abased and sensitive, and sighed softly: "Axi, there is nothing in the world that can never be separated. You have to learn to grow up."

"There is nothing in the world other than love. You are an emperor, and you have responsibilities, and those people are the same."

"Ah Xi, I hope you can be a qualified emperor."

Xie Xi lowered his head to hold back his tears: "I, I understand."

If your wish is for me to be a qualified emperor, then I will definitely do it.

In the last moments, Qingyin rubbed the head of this fragile yet strong child, proving with her actions that she did not hate him.

Xie Xi was stunned. He was silent for a long time, with a bitter smile on his face.

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In the following years, Xie Xi never married for many years. In his later years, he adopted the most outstanding child of the royal family as his heir.

Looking at the boy's slightly raised almond eyes, Xie Xi vaguely saw the beautiful girl who had amazed him through these similar eyes.

I am not born, but I am old.

Xie Xi was fortunate to meet a sincere and gentle sweetheart, but time made him regret his whole life.

Before he died, Xie Xi looked at the child of his beloved man's sister, who was also his prince, beside the bed. In a trance, he seemed to see the beautiful girl again.

"Yin'er, you're here to pick me up, right?"

In his sleep, the corners of the old man's mouth finally curled up.

A new prince takes the throne, and time passes.

Because of their good health, Xie Chenwei and Bai Zhenzhu, who had outlived two emperors, never expected that the throne would eventually fall to their son.

Looking at the yellow dragon robe on Xie Mo, Xie Chen sighed slightly, and the obsession in his heart disappeared instantly.

Over the past few years, due to various reasons, he and Bai Zhenzhu have become familiar strangers.

The only thing connecting the two is their common son Xie Mo.

Bai Zhenzhu looked at her tall and handsome son with pride on her face, but she couldn't help but think of her sister, the beautiful and gentle sister.

The emperor probably thought that his son was able to succeed to the throne because of her.

Bai Zhenzhu thought that if it weren't for this, she couldn't imagine the possibility that Xie Xi would choose her son.

If there is an afterlife, Bai Zhenzhu hopes to see her again.

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Qingyin returned to the system space and talked to the system for a long time. He still felt that it would be better to find a relaxed guy. Although the points would not be much, it would be more comfortable.

As for points, just earn them slowly.

The system fully agreed to the host Yinyin's request.