The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 599 Extra: Ji Wuwang (4)

At the moment when the fireworks faded, Ji Wuwang hugged Jiang Wantang and said softly: "Atang, thank you..."

"I gave my brother a fulfilling life."

"I'm sorry, brother, I have to break my promise..."

Jiang Wantang's eyes suddenly turned red, tears rolled down unconsciously, and she reached out and hugged him tightly.

"Atang..."

Ji Wuwang called softly, holding up her tear-stained face, and wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Promise your brother one last thing, okay?"

"You must live well, and be happy every day..." His voice was as gentle as water, his eyes filled with fading fireworks and lingering affection, "See the spring flowers, autumn moons, summer rains, and winter snows of this world for a few more decades for your brother..."

He said: "My Ah Tang, may you live a long life and be happy every day..."

Jiang Wantang hugged him tightly and burst into tears: "Brother, don't!"

"Don't leave Atang, okay?"

Ji Wuwang's eyes were red. He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Wantang's head, saying softly, "Silly girl, all good things must come to an end..."

"Brother is so lucky to have met Atang..."

"I only hope... that we can meet soon in the next life."

......

After the New Year, Ji Wuwang fell into a deep sleep again.

Winter fades away, spring comes and flowers bloom...

The peach blossoms and crabapple trees in the courtyard of Zhenbei Palace are in full bloom in spring.

Just when everyone thought Ji Wuwang was going to fall into a deep sleep, he woke up again.

On this day, the spring breeze was gentle and the sun was shining brightly...

When Jiang Wantang woke up, she saw the elegant and handsome Ji Wuwang standing in the yard in a snow-white brocade robe, smiling at her gently, as if she were in a dream.

He was in surprisingly good spirits. Not only did he get out of bed, he also accompanied the mother and daughter to fly kites in the peach blossom forest in the backyard.

The entire backyard of the palace was filled with the cheerful laughter of the three of them...

The warm and beautiful scene seems to have brought me back to three years ago.

But Shi Feng, Shi Lin and She Shu, who were standing under the corridor in the backyard of the palace, all had tears in their eyes when they saw this beautiful scene.

Even the imperial teacher beside him closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and began to chant scriptures.

Because they all understood that this time, he was really leaving...

It's a miracle that he has been able to hold on for this long.

On a sunny afternoon, Shi Lin took Xiao Zhaoyang away on the pretext of homework.

Jiang Wantang snuggled in Ji Wuwang's arms and said with a bright smile: "Brother, let Atang dance for you again..."

Ji Wuwang gently patted her back and said with a smile, "Okay."

So, under the blossoming peach trees in the yard...

Jiang Wantang rose from Ji Wuwang's arms and stepped barefoot onto the flower petals-covered ground. The hem of her crimson skirt swirled open like a crabapple blossom in spring.

She tapped her toes lightly, the golden bells on her wrists jingled, and she danced gracefully among the fallen flowers...

Ji Wuwang took out the white jade flute and held it to his lips. The sound of the flute was clear and melodious...

As the flute music flowed, Jiang Wantang's wide sleeves fluttered, and every time she turned around, the hem of her skirt swept up the petals, dancing with the flute music flowing from Ji Wuwang's fingers.

Two people, one dancing and the other playing the flute, one in crimson and the other in snowy color, both with stunning faces, the picture is extremely beautiful.

But in the eyes of the few people under the corridor, there was an inexplicable sense of sadness.

When the song ended, Ji Wuwang stood up, opened his arms towards Jiang Wantang, and his warm eyes were filled with stars.

Jiang Wantang smiled sweetly, and like a happy butterfly, she spun around and flew into his arms...

He picked her up and spun her around in the rain of peach blossoms falling from the trees.

At this moment, petals were falling, her black hair was entangled with his clothes, and petals from her hair fell and stained his clothes.

The spring breeze blows gently, and the fragrance of flowers fills my sleeves...

In the spring afternoon, the sky is clear and the warm sun is pouring down.

Maybe it's the sunshine that brings warmth; or maybe it's the gentle spring breeze and the tiring fragrance of flowers that make one's eyelids heavy and drowsy.

Ji Wuwang leaned against the peach tree, gazing at the azure sky and the vibrant peach blossoms that filled the courtyard. He then lowered his gaze to look at his beloved woman, who lay in his arms, her eyes half-closed in laziness and comfort. Her already elegant features were filled with an inexhaustible tenderness...

He raised his hand and gently stroked the top of Jiang Wantang's head, calling softly, "Atang..."

"Give me one last hug, okay?"

Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled heavily, and tears suddenly appeared in her smiling eyes. She choked with sobs, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and hugged Ji Wuwang tightly in her arms, and the latter lay in her arms.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes filled with spring-like tenderness: "Atang, brother is going to sleep..."

"This time, don't wait for me foolishly..."

Before he finished speaking, a colorful butterfly fluttered in and gently landed on his snow-white clothes. Its wings shone brilliantly in the sunlight and trembled slightly, like fate's last gentle favor.

Jiang Wantang gently stroked his black hair, her red peach eyes filled with tears, and her voice trembled: "Okay..."

"Brother...sleep peacefully..."

Her words were broken and she choked with sobs, tears falling uncontrollably: "Next time, it will be Atang's turn to find you..."

However, before she could finish her words, the person in her arms slowly closed his eyes, his smile as gentle as before.

The breeze blew through the wind chimes under the corridor, making a crisp sound...

Jiang Wantang hugged the gradually cooling body in her arms and burst into tears: "Atang...will definitely...find...her little brother Xiaoqi...as soon as possible..."

After she finished speaking, she leaned over and placed her lips on his cold forehead.

The wind blew through the peach forest, stirring up a cloud of crimson snow...

In an instant, the peach blossoms in the yard seemed to sense their owner's departure, and they bloomed one after another, and a pink snow of petals fell.

And her beloved young man in white fell asleep forever on that spring afternoon when peach blossoms bloomed.

......

After Ji Wuwang left, Jiang Wantang did not indulge in pain and sorrow as everyone in the palace had expected, and never recover from the blow.

On the contrary, she dressed in white and personally took charge of her late husband's funeral. After that, she single-handedly took on the responsibility of the huge Zhenbei Palace and even the entire northern border.

While working hard day and night, they also did not forget to carefully teach and accompany their daughter's growth.

Not only did she stop crying, she became even stronger.

She numbed herself with busyness, forcing herself not to be sad and stop thinking about him.

But every night when everyone was asleep, a thin, white figure would always appear in the peach forest in the backyard...