novelden Chapter 473 What did you say? What did you say?
Chapter 473 What did you say? What did you say?
Little Yining stared at the farewell letter in a daze, feeling mixed emotions. Even though she knew her father would have to leave, the indescribable pain still surged into her heart like a tide, and she couldn't stop it.
She really wanted to know what kind of mood her father was in to be willing to die. He was kept in the dark until his death, not knowing that the heroine was lying to him.
Thinking of this, the little kid's eyes gradually became moist and red.
The small figure stood there silently, not moving at all, just snuggling tightly against her father, trying to give him some comfort.
She quietly watched her father who was writing furiously, watching him write each word with utmost seriousness, stroke by stroke.
At this time, although Lin Yuzan knew that he was about to die, he was still extremely meticulous and arranged all his funeral affairs in an orderly manner.
After writing the affectionate farewell letter, Lin Yuzan gently put down the brush in his hand, and then took out a few new pieces of stationery from a drawer beside him.
He frowned slightly, as if he was carefully considering what to say next. After a moment, he picked up the pen again and began to elaborate on the complicated situation in the court and the distribution of various forces on a new piece of paper.
The paper is short but the feelings are deep. Lin Yuzan also wrote down his many plans and prospects for the Zhou Dynasty, hoping that future generations can realize them.
Whenever he stopped writing to ponder, little Yining would quickly hold his cheeks with both hands and say in a baby voice: "Dad, Qingjie is with you!"
In this atmosphere of tranquility and heaviness, the father and daughter were communicating across time and space, but in the end the little girl's defense was broken again.
Lin Yuzan finally finished writing a thick stack of letter paper, put it carefully into the envelope, and wrote the five big characters "From Leng Mengwan" neatly.
Xiao Yining: ...
She closed her eyes tightly, then took a deep breath, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying. She gritted her teeth and praised the old man, "Dad, you really... love... Mom so much!"
Xiao Yining: emmm
Family members, who knows!
At this moment, she really wanted to wave her little hand and slap her dad hard!!!
There is no point in saying more. As the countdown to Lin Yuzan's death approaches, little Yining decides to spend the last moments with her father.
Although she would still curse when her father took a bath or went to the toilet, she was still as cute and lovely as ever.
She would run and jump happily in her long Buddhist robes wherever her father saw her, as if he could really see her to attract his attention. She would also shout "Great!" when her father was discussing the layout with his staff.
Although they quarreled during the day, she would squat beside her father at night and sing authentic lullabies. Then, after he fell asleep, she would snuggle up to him and tell him every detail of their family.
Even though her father doesn't know her existence, her emotional value is always online.
In the days before heading to the imperial mausoleum, although Lin Yuzan was overwhelmed by so many affairs, he felt inexplicably relaxed and comfortable.
Finally, the day came. Lin Yuzan overturned his previous image of a Confucian scholar, dressed in tight clothes, and with his assassins, he resolutely set out on the road to the imperial mausoleum.
Little Yining also became nervous, for her father's upcoming tragic death and for the meeting with her uncle.
She had heard of the amazing corpse preservation techniques in ancient times. As an emperor, his corpse must have been carefully cared for and preserved. This also meant one thing: she was about to see her fresh great uncle.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she couldn't help but shudder.
The kid quickly floated to his father who was on his way and asked a stupid question: "Dad, have you seen my great uncle? My great uncle was Emperor Shengwu. Was he good-looking when he died?"
This question still won't be answered.
Xiao Yining tilted her head and thought about it, then put the matter behind her. The dead are gone, there is no need to dwell on it too much. More attention should be paid to the present. She looked up at her father's solemn face, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many days finally burst out.
Her eyes gradually turned red, and tears began to well up in them. She murmured in a trembling voice, choking a little, "Don't be afraid, Dad. Qingjie will always be with you."
After saying that, little Yining bit her lips hard, trying hard not to let the tears flow down, and slowly lay down on Lin Yuzan's thighs, continuing to enjoy the last moments between father and daughter.
Lin Yuzan seemed to have sensed something as well, and began to appreciate the scenery around him leisurely.
Time passed quickly, and the solemn and majestic gate of the imperial mausoleum came into everyone's sight.
As the crowd gradually approached, the tall and majestic gate seemed to have seen through everything. It slowly opened on its own, making a heavy creaking sound, and the eerie and cold breath from inside instantly hit them.
Seeing this, little Yining subconsciously hid behind her father.
Lin Yuzan stared coldly at the door that opened automatically, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful sneer: "Playing tricks."
After saying this, he strode into the gate.
Little Yining followed closely behind her father. For some reason, although she had no physical body, she could clearly feel the chills coming from all over her body.
She couldn't help but stop, feeling a little scared. However, as her father walked, she had to be pulled into the dark corridor.
Little Yining looked around cautiously. The candlelight flickered like a ghost fire. The ancient and strange murals on the wall made her heart tighten. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Dad, Qingjie is a little scared."
As he finished speaking, the man paused slightly, his eyes moved around vigilantly, and the sarcasm on his lips became even stronger.
Lin Yuzan was already familiar with the structure of the imperial mausoleum. Soon, he led his soldiers to the entrance of the tomb where Emperor Shengwu's coffin was placed unimpeded.
A huge coffin with dragon pattern lies across the center of the tomb, exuding an awe-inspiring aura of majesty. On it is placed a piece of Lantian Cang jade engraved with fish, insects, cranes, eels and dragons. This is the imperial seal that has been missing for many years.
Lin Yuzan stopped and stared quietly at the jade seal in the room, his eyes flickering, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Little Yining quietly poked her head out from behind him and couldn't help but widen her eyes. Her uncle had once let her touch the jade seal, so she recognized it as the real thing at a glance.
But after a moment, Lin Yuzan stopped thinking, his face was solemn, and he walked towards the coffin with steady steps. Without any hesitation or fear, he stretched out his right hand and reached for the imperial seal placed on the coffin.
Just as he was about to touch the jade seal, a creepy and strange laugh suddenly rang out throughout the tomb.
Xiao Yining's heart trembled, and she raised her head quickly, her eyes quickly sweeping across the stone walls around the tomb. However, the strange laughter seemed to come from all directions, echoing in the air, making it impossible to determine its exact source, but she inexplicably felt that she had heard it somewhere before.
At this moment, the heart-pounding laughter suddenly stopped without any warning. Then, a thin and extremely old voice sounded slowly: "Lin Yuzan, you finally couldn't help but come to my door. You poisoned my master to death back then, and I have been waiting for you to pay for your life for a long time."
master?
Who?
Xiao Yining's brain froze instantly. She stared at the coffin in the middle and was petrified on the spot.