C47 cardiac death (2/2)
”From the moment this servant entered the palace to become my concubine, this servant's heart had already died. If it wasn't for her carrying her father's wishes and the rise and fall of the family, this servant would have chosen to die before entering the palace. After all these years, the Emperor has treated me very well. Even if we were to be framed by the Imperial Consort Lan s this time, the Emperor would not be biased, and would so easily make his assertion. ”
”Your servant understands the Emperor's painstaking efforts. He demoted me to a palace maid because he wanted me to be free. However, the present me is different from the past. Although I, Lin Hui, am not from the Three Virgins and Nine Fiends, how can I serve anyone else?”
”Your Eminence,” Imperial Consort Hui raised a hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, and once again kowtowed deeply, ”This servant kowtows to thank you for saving my life, the two of us will not be fated in this life. If there is an afterlife, this servant will definitely return the favor.”
The mountain winds howled, leaving no one in the small square.
Great Deity Official who was standing perfectly straight suddenly retreated half a step. Under the force of her legs, she was barely able to support her body.
He pressed down on his aching heart and whispered, ”When men are poor, so are God's power. Mo Qingqing, what I promised you … ”I've done my best, but I can't save a man who died in his heart …”
It had already been ten days since the day the Imperial Consort Hui Empress had been demoted to a palace maid.
The officials were well aware of the matters regarding the Imperial Consort Hui. The imperial concubine had once been doted upon by the imperial concubine, and had her accompany the two princes. But now, the Emperor had suddenly depicted the Imperial Consort Hui as a palace maid and transferred them to the Star Palace.
Hence, summoning the Lin Shang Shu was basically just a form of consolation to the previous foreign minister.
Lin Shang Shu came out from Audience Hall, and Qing An followed behind him, ”Master Lin, please wait.”
”Young Eunuch Qing.” Lin Shang Shu stopped and turned around, clasping his fists together, he asked: ”Why did you stop this old man, is there something you need?”
Qing An smiled, and took out a letter from his bosom, and handed it over with both hands, ”Master Lin, the Imperial Consort Hui's Empress has a trust letter for you.”
Lin Shang Shu's body suddenly trembled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. He received the paper with almost trembling hands, ”Thank you Young Eunuch Qing, my daughter … In Star Palace, how are you? ”
Qing An hesitated for a bit, then smiled slowly: ”The letter has been delivered, Master Lin, take care, we are leaving.”
After placing the letter tightly against his chest and putting it into his chest, Lin Shang Shu left the palace quickly and sat on the carriage, returning to his mansion.
Returning to the residence, Lin Shang Shu barged into his study and took out the letter. Under the afternoon sun, he looked carefully at the bright red seal and tried to open it a few times with trembling hands, but gave up on it a few times.
He spent less than an hour and thought for a long time before finally opening the letter.
Inside, the calligraphy was elegant and graceful, with only four words written on it: ”Returning home from old age.”
Lin Shang Shu's hands trembled, and the thin letter floated to the ground, like an autumn leaf returning to its roots.
At that time, because the identity of the Imperial Consort Hui was no longer a concubine, she did not announce it without restraint.
Why should the death of a palace maid be announced?
However, because he was the daughter of Shang Shu, the Emperor specially sent someone to Shang Shu Manor to inform them that the Imperial Consort Hui was still buried under the imperial concubine ceremony.
Lin Shang Shu did not wait for his daughter's funeral. Instead, he reported it to the Son of Heaven the next day and left home.
When he heard news of Imperial Consort Hui's death, Mo Hua was furious.
Inside the Audience Hall, Mo Hua sat on the dragon throne, fiercely holding onto the golden dragon head's armrest, ”Tell me, why would the Imperial Consort Hui die?”
”She has been my concubine for so many years, but I know her the best. In her heart, you have always been in her eyes. She won't be able to see through my intentions! I don't believe that she will take the initiative to seek death! ”
”Take a step back. Even if she wants to court death, what about you? Where is your divine power? In front of you, no one can succeed in seeking death! ”
”You! ”Bastard!” What kind of bullshit was that? Mo Hua was unforgivable, ”Imperial Consort Hui played with us since young, she isn't some random person! You should know why we sent her to Star Palace! Haven't I explained it clearly enough? I have never doubted your loyalty! ”
He was about to explode with anger!
If he had known this would happen, he would have sent the Imperial Consort Hui into a cold palace instead of letting her die. He had thought that he had helped her, but he hadn't thought that he would actually harm her.
With long eyelashes drooping slightly, Great Deity Official said: ”Ancestral teachings cannot be disobeyed.”
Ancestor? Hmph, to hell with all those teachings!
”All rules are broken! I have said that we are different from the previous emperors and officials. We are blood brothers, brothers from the same father and mother! Isn't that enough? Is my younger brother not qualified to be blessed? ”
— — Could it be that just because he was a Great Deity Official, she was going to strip him of his right to pursue his blessings?
As long as one was born in this world, it was impossible for anyone to have no desire. One could be considered a indifferent cultivator. The heart of the Dao was their ”desire”.
The only people who truly had no desires were the dead.