Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Eunuch Sheng immediately knelt on the ground and closed his eyes before he mustered up the courage to speak out.

"The Empress, she, she died..." As soon as he finished speaking, Eunuch Sheng began to wail at the right time.

Qi Huan felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. He shouted, "Why are you crying? If you dare to cry, I will kill you first."

Eunuch Sheng felt as if there was a murderous gaze above his head. He dared not wail anymore and lowered his head even lower.

Qi Huan refused to believe it. He didn't believe Yun Qian had died like that. He felt like everyone was lying to him... The air in his chest grew thinner. He opened his mouth to speak, but the blood welled up in his throat before the words came out. Qi Huan leaned forward, one hand resting on the table. He suppressed the trembling in his heart and spoke sternly.

"Immediately set off back to Xiazhou."

Qi Huan thought a lot at once. He even wondered if this was all a trick, if Qianqian suddenly didn't want to be with him anymore, and was tired of waiting for him. This must be the case. It was just a joke, it couldn't be true. No matter what, he wouldn't think that Yunqian's death was real.

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The next day, Xia Li's body was discovered by a waiter at the post station, who collapsed in shock. The accompanying team, upon discovering the general's disappearance, immediately began a search. After much deliberation, they learned that a murder had occurred at the post station. Desperately, they rushed over to investigate, only to discover the body had been hastily buried in a pile of dirt. After much deliberation, they decided to dig up the remains to see if it was the general. Half a month later, the body had become so decomposed that the group felt the urge to vomit. The face was unrecognizable, and only the token on his body confirmed that it was indeed General Xia.

It took Yun Qian nearly half a month to leave Xiadu. The secret guards were initially stopped by Xia Li from sending a message to Qindu. Later, after about ten days of waiting for the funeral procession to return, they learned that Commander Xia had died inexplicably in the post station, and it seemed that he had voluntarily left the team... So they rushed to Qindu to send a message.

The journey from Xiazhou to the Qin capital was a full three thousand miles. Qi Huan rode the finest horses and reached the capital of the Former Xia Kingdom in just eight days. He galloped tirelessly day and night, and the rest of the accompanying troops could hardly keep up with his master's speed. He was simply risking his life...

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She was still wearing her armor, and her appearance remained the same, but it couldn't hide her snowy appearance. Qi Huan's face was grim. The moment he stepped into the Summer Palace, he began to think about how to punish her. She dared to play tricks on him with her own life. He would lock her up and not let her see anyone. It would be best if she could be locked up so that she could only see him day and night.

Even if she cries, he won't forgive her easily. He can't let her play around like this.

In the end, I just wanted to see her, a living her.

Qi Huan strode to the gate of Chaoyang Palace. After traveling day and night, he seemed to have aged a lot.

Unexpectedly, the moment the palace servants saw him, they all knelt down, shouting, "Your Majesty, I mourn for you." Even the secret guards, who usually weren't around, were there, their heads bowed, their thoughts etched in their heads. The palace gates were adorned with white spirit banners, blindingly bright.

Qi Huan just felt that it was too noisy. These people must be making things up. How could Yun Qian die out of nowhere? He felt that as long as he walked in, Yun Qian would definitely stand in front of him alive. She couldn't be unconscious, she had to be well.

With an empty heart, he pushed open the closed door of the palace with great force, not even noticing that his hands were shaking slightly.

It was empty, absolutely empty, with only white banners scattered everywhere... How could it be possible, how could Yun Qian not be here? Qi Huan's fantasy was instantly shattered, but he still didn't believe it. He went to the phoenix couch where Yun Qian used to sleep, looked for her in the backyard, and even went to the hot springs where they always had hot springs, but she was nowhere to be found.

Only the spring with a little bit of hot air was left. Qi Huan stood there in a daze as if he was suddenly frozen. Qianqian, where are you...

The palace maids kneeling outside still didn't stand up. Qi Huan asked in a cold voice, "Where is your master?" He finally squeezed out a word from his hoarse throat.

The young palace maids were so frightened by the emperor before them that they trembled and could barely speak. "The Empress's coffin was sent away by General Xia half a month ago... for cremation."

Qi Huan immediately drew his sword and pressed it against the maid's neck, his voice unnaturally cold. "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you first to make amends to your master."

Qi Huan shouted at his secret guards to come over. He sat on the couch and listened to their reports coldly without any expression. He seemed neither sad nor happy.

"The Empress has indeed been sent for cremation... General Xia said at the time that this was the Empress's last wish and we had no right to stop it. Even the brothers we sent there never returned..."

Qi Huan suddenly kicked the guard in front of him without any warning. They were all talking nonsense and lying to him, but he knew in his heart that his secret guards would never lie to him.

How could Yun Qian possibly die? Oh, oh, there's also Jiang Zhu, a female disciple who's as good as Hua Tuo, and she's responsible for treating Yun Qian...

Jiangzhu's face remained the same, cold as ice. But there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. Yun Qian had been gone for half a month... She knew that the day of His Majesty's accountability would come, and she was prepared and fearless.

"The princess initially caught a cold, contracting typhoid fever. She was given dose after dose of medicine, but it had no effect. Within just five days, I re-examined her and found she was terminally ill, incurable... There was no hope of recovery. I knew by then that I could not save her."

At this point, he was already choking with sobs.

"When the princess passed away, I was by her side. It was just dawn. The princess leaned in my arms and said, 'I've accepted it, even if it can't be cured...'"

Jiangzhu's words flowed as she spoke. Qi Huan looked at the woman before him, revered as a miracle doctor, with only endless cruelty and bloodlust in his heart. What good was a good doctor if he couldn't cure Yun Qian?! Listening to her recount Yun Qian's final words, Qi Huan couldn't help but imagine the scene: Yun Qian's death on this very bed...

His heart felt completely empty. He tried hard to ask her what else Yun Qian had said, but all he could feel was the bloody taste rising from his throat. Unable to hold it back any longer, Qi Huan spat out a mouthful of blood.

His lips were stained with his own blood, and he finally squeezed out a word from his hoarse vocal cords.

"Did she say anything to me?"

Jiangzhu watched Qi Huan spit blood, but her heart remained calm. She only lamented that His Majesty was indeed deeply in love with the princess, but what was the use of such deep love? In the end, love became a shackle for his beloved.

She tried hard to recall Yun Qian's last words about Qi Huan, but in the end she could only think of two.

"She said she couldn't wait for you." "Also, she hopes you won't take your anger out on anyone else."

After she finished speaking, Jiangzhu pursed her lips, frowned slightly, but in the end she still said nothing.

After a deep bow, he was ready to leave. It would be better not to let Qi Huan know about this matter, as it would only add to his sadness.

Qi Huan seemed unable to bear the blood that kept flowing out of his throat. He suddenly doubled over and coughed up more blood. The next moment, he was engulfed in darkness. The last thing he saw before he completely passed out was Yun's golden crocheted curtains, layer upon layer...

It's like a tangled ball of yarn, making it hard to understand...