Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Li Heng walked in step by step. When he passed by the desk, he saw a familiar purse.

Inside was the brand new double-moon ring star he had built for Ji Xingyao.

Ji Xingyao left and didn't want the jade pendant.

Just like him, Ji Xingyao no longer wanted him.

He had clearly come back, but pretended not to know him, and only reluctantly let Li Heng look at him for a second when he was leaving.

Thinking of this, Li Heng's heart began to ache again.

He gritted his teeth, clutched his purse, and walked heavily through the screen.

At first glance, he didn't see Wen Yuan. Li Zhao half-knelt on the bed, blocking Wen Yuan's face tightly.

Li Zhao was wiping Wen Yuan's face. She had her eyes closed and looked peaceful, just like she was asleep.

Unlike Ji Xingyao, who was so thin when he died that his original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Li Heng stood there without moving any further. He stood there silently without disturbing Li Zhao.

There was a faint smell of blood in the room.

Li Heng knew very well that women in labor who encountered difficult labor would suffer heavy bleeding.

Such a strong smell of blood, how much blood must have been shed.

Li Heng closed his eyes, and the dry corners of his eyes were soaked with tears.

He was filled with sadness. He never thought that the two brothers would lose their loved ones on the same day.

In the quiet room, the sound of fabric rubbing against each other could be heard.

Li Zhao was tucking in the corner of the quilt for Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan on the bed had changed into clean clothes, and the sheets and quilts were also new, changed by Li Zhao himself.

Even Wen Yuan's body was wiped by him personally.

After tucking in the quilt, Li Zhao wiped her face very gently, for fear of hurting her.

"Ayuan, you are too tired. Have a good sleep. When you wake up, you can do whatever you want."

"I won't force you. If you want to leave the palace, that's fine. If you want to travel around the world, that's fine. I agree."

"Stop scaring me and wake up soon, okay?"

"Those quacks at the Imperial Hospital said you were dead. How could that be? You can't be dead. If you were dead, what would I do?"

"They cursed you, I will kill all nine of their clans and make them dare not act so presumptuously again."

Li Zhao placed Wen Yuan's hand on his cheek: "Are you cold? Let me warm you up."

Everything was in vain. No matter how hard he tried, his hands could not keep any warmth.

Wen Yuan's body had begun to stiffen, and Li Zhao kept applying hot towels to her arms.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're just too cold. I'll apply some compress and it will be fine."

He repeated the movements of his hands meaninglessly until the water in the basin became cold, then he suddenly stopped.

Wen Yuan is dead!

The fact he had been avoiding was laid bare before his eyes.

Self-deception, bluffing, and posturing cannot change the fact that Wen Yuan is dead.

It was him who killed Wen Yuan.

If he had not agreed to the marriage with Southern Xinjiang and had not allowed any Southern Xinjiang people into the palace, Wen Yuan would not have been killed by the Southern Xinjiang people.

His ambition cost Wen Yuan his life.

Li Zhao lowered his head and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Tears welled up in Wen Yuan's eyes, blurring his face.

Suppressed crying spilled out from the throat.

Li Zhao finally admitted that Wen Yuan was dead.

The young emperor knelt beside the concubine's bed, sometimes crying, sometimes murmuring, like a madman.

When the morning light hung on the treetops, Eunuch Zhou walked in tremblingly.

He knelt respectfully on the ground and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I beg you to mourn and allow the Imperial Concubine to be placed in the coffin."

Wen Yuan on the bed had a pale grey face, looking completely dead. No matter how hard Li Zhao tried to deceive himself, he could no longer deceive himself.

Li Zhao stood up. In just one night, the emperor who was full of vigor and vitality suddenly looked much more vicissitudes of life.

"Someone come here." The hoarse and obscure voice was almost completely different from Li Zhao's.

"The slave is here."

"Go to Xijing and bring Xiaoying to the palace."

"As ordered."

At the beginning, Xiaoying obeyed Wen Yuan's orders and risked her life to make abortion medicine, but was ordered by Li Zhao to be expelled from the palace.

He was so angry that Wen Yuan was so cruel that he wanted to abort the hard-earned child, so he told Wen Yuan that Xiaoying had been executed.

In fact, Xiaoying was sent to Xijing and lived the life arranged by Wen Yuan.

Ayuan, look, I didn't kill Sakura.

So, can you forgive me?

Don't leave me, okay.

Li Zhao prayed bitterly in his heart, he hoped that everything he experienced was just a nightmare.

When people wake up, the nightmare is broken.

After Eunuch Zhou arranged for someone to leave the palace to look for Xiaoying, he came to Li Zhao again and whispered, "Your Majesty, go and have a rest. The Imperial Household Department will take care of the Empress here."

Li Zhao turned a deaf ear to it. He looked around the house and found that Ling'er was not there.

"Where's Ling'er?"

Ayuan is obviously the best to her, so why is she not here at this moment?

Li Heng, standing aside like a stone statue, opened his mouth and said, "Royal brother, Ling'er is Xingyao. I saw her disappear with my own eyes last night. Royal brother, Xingyao really came from another world. She is not dead."

"Ling'er is Ji Xingyao?"

"Yes." Li Heng recounted what happened last night in detail.

Originally, Li Zhao was skeptical about the things in the other world, but Li Heng would never lie to him, so there was no need to make up a story.

Ji Xingyao and Wen Yuan, one died and the other disappeared, how could it be such a coincidence?

Li Zhao frowned and suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could Wen Yuan also be from another world?

Could it be that she had recognized Ji Xingyao a long time ago, so she kept her by her side when they met for the first time?

Once you think in this direction, after unraveling the mystery, many details are worth pondering.

Nanny Li said that since Ling'er came, Wen Yuan trusted her especially and only allowed her to serve him personally at night.

Wen Yuan is obviously a cautious person and it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to her. How could Ling'er win her trust at first sight?

Could it be that they really come from another world?

A faint hope rose in Li Zhao's heart.

"Fifth brother, when did you discover that Xingyao's tomb was empty?"

"One month after Xingyao was buried."

Li Zhao suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Yuan's body.

Well, he would always be on guard, just in case, just in case Wen Yuan was also from another world, then...

Li Zhao clenched his fists and said, "Send Master Huang to the palace."

*

When the imperial concubine of the Taifeng Dynasty passed away, the whole country was in grief.

The funeral was held according to the Queen's regulations and was extremely grand.

The emperor never left the imperial concubine's coffin, guarding it day and night. It was said that a Taoist priest in a yellow robe was following him.

Three days later, Xiaoying was taken to Yonghe Palace.

"My lady, my lady."

Sakura's eyes had long since become peach-shaped from crying and were so swollen that she could hardly open them.

She lay on Wen Yuan's coffin and fainted several times from crying.

Nanny Li helped Xiaoying up with tears in her eyes, and the two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly again.

The two of them have served Wen Yuan for the longest time. Although Nanny Li is Li Zhao's person, she also treats Wen Yuan sincerely.

As for Xiaoying, Wen Yuan treats her as a younger sister and confidante. Her feelings for Wen Yuan cannot be simply described as master and servant.

After Xiaoying entered the palace, she stayed there permanently. Li Zhao personally appointed her as the head of Yonghe Palace, responsible for taking care of everything in Yonghe Palace.

Li Zhao had only one request, that everything should be based on the imperial concubine's original preferences and not be changed in the slightest.