The night comes gently, and the world is quietly quiet.
Zhu Yunxi stayed by the old man's bed, watching the old man close his eyes and slowly fall asleep, snoring.
He took off the old man's hand from his chest, tucked him in, picked up the cattail leaf fan and shook it slowly.
It is unlucky to sleep in this position, and only the dead would put their hands on their chests.
Suddenly, looking at the old man's peaceful face, a trace of satisfaction and happiness welled up in his heart.
Yes, human death cannot be stopped.
As children and grandchildren, isn’t it a blessing to be able to accompany your loved ones and quietly finish their last journey?
Isn't it a blessing to be able to stay by the old man's side, listen to his words, see his smile, and feel the warmth of his palms?
How many people are running around outside and rushing home anxiously after hearing the bad news at home, but what they see is a coffin and a mourning hall. Even if they cry heart-breakingly, they can never bring back their kind face.
Companionship is a kind of happiness!
Accompanying your loved ones to walk the rest of the way is even more of a responsibility!
Death is inevitable, but there are no regrets!
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The old man was asleep, and Zhu Yunxi slowly got up and walked outside.
Pu Bucheng, who was outside the door, heard the noise and continued to guard the old man silently. Guo Ying, on the other hand, stood outside the door with eyes like daggers.
The night is quiet, with stars and moonlight.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and silently dismissed the palace guests, and walked aimlessly with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, he found that the lights in the east side courtyard were still on, and there were vague figures in front of the windows.
It was originally a Buddhist hall where Bodhisattvas were enshrined.
He quietly walked over and heard intermittent sounds inside as he got closer.
"Your Majesty, the Bodhisattva, Xinnan Jinglong bows sincerely! Xinnan is willing to use his twenty years of life in exchange for the Supreme Emperor and his old man to live a few more days!"
"I pray that the Bodhisattva will be sincere in taking pity on Xinnan, and show his filial piety towards Xinnan! Xinnan is willing to donate all his family property to the gods and goddesses in temples around the world to rebuild their golden bodies!"
Li Jinglong knelt in front of the Buddha statue, kowtowed and kowtowed.
Then, he suddenly turned his head and saw Zhu Yunxi standing behind him.
He grinned silently, with tears like beads, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
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"You have a heart!"
Zhu Yunxi sat on the stone bench and patted Li Jinglong on the shoulder, "I'm interested!"
"I can only pray to the gods!" Li Jinglong was still crying, silently but with constant tears. "I hope the sky has eyes and the gods know."
"Gods?" Zhu Yunxi looked up at the starry night sky, "Maybe there are?" He said with a wry smile, "There should be some! But if there are, why can't gods show mercy to the human world?"
As he spoke, two lines of tears fell unconsciously.
If there were no gods, how could an irrelevant person like him come to this era?
When he came, he changed a lot, changed many things and the fate of many people, but he could not change the old man's fate.
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi stood up suddenly and stared blankly at the night sky.
Li Jinglong also raised his eyes and saw a meteor slowly streaking across the sky, creating a wonderful arc, as if falling from the sky.
It fell very slowly, but it illuminated the entire night sky, and the dark night had a moment of brilliance.
The night sky flickers, and wherever the meteor passes, all the stars shine together.
Then, it disappeared.
Zhu Yunxi ran wildly, tracing the trajectory of the meteor, but could not find it again.
When he stood still, his tearful eyes saw that among the dots of stars in the night sky, a blank space suddenly appeared.
That should be the original position of the meteor.
"Grandpa Huang, you are always a star in the sky, dedicated to illuminating the world..."
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi remembered what he said when he walked beside the old man's carriage that year.
On that day of that year, the old man took his hand and slowly walked up the Dan steps and slowly walked up to the supreme dragon chair. He announced to the world that Zhu Yunxi, the direct grandson of the emperor, was the grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor, and he was enthroned in the East Palace to fan the world.
An Sihai.
"The stars have set!"
Zhu Yunxi murmured and sat down on the ground with a thud.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Li Jinglong was shocked and quickly stepped forward.
"The star has fallen!" Zhu Yunxi pushed Li Jinglong's hand away, with tears on his pale face, "The star has fallen!"
"Your Majesty? Don't scare me!" Li Jinglong cried, "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
There was a sudden sound of footsteps all around, and there was a lot of panic.
"Go away, go away!" Zhu Yunxi suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran towards the old man's bedroom.
The star has set!
Grandpa Huang, you are the stars in the sky!
The star has set!
The star completed its mission and fell!
As he left, all the stars were signaling to him.
The star has set!
A blank space appears in the night sky...
"emperor!"
"Get away!"
Zhu Yunxi was like crazy, pushing away the people in front of him and running away like crazy.
There was no thought in his mind at this moment except to run.
Go and have a look, see the old man!
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Plop!
Zhu Yunxi's feet hung on the threshold and he fell down.
"emperor...."
Before the exclamations behind him could stop, Zhu Yunxi got up again.
However, he froze.
He stood there like a fool, his body shaking uncontrollably, and his face lost all color.
Wudinghou Guo Ying did not stand in front of the door.
Instead, he knelt down and touched his head deeply to the ground.
"Your Majesty!" Li Jinglong chased after him, but was immediately pushed away by Zhu Yunxi.
"Grandpa Huang!"
Zhu Yunxi's voice was frighteningly hoarse. He stumbled forward and opened his hands like a helpless child, "Grandpa Huang!"
Then, he stopped at the door of the old man's room again.
His whole mind went blank and turned to stone.
Pu Bucheng knelt on the ground and gently helped the old man put his hands on his chest.
Then Pu Bucheng turned his head, as if using all his strength, and roared, "The Emperor is dead!"
To be continued...