Chapter 288: Grand Finale: Main Text Ends

Grand Finale: Main Text Ends

Because the people of Eastern Ling had a good impression of the people from the Underworld Night Palace, although they saw that there were many strange people among them, they all classified them as a group of strange people and didn't feel anything about it. And the people from the Underworld Night Palace were all extraordinary people. Long before they came, they had already obtained information about everyone present from Gong Wuyai, and plus Xia Weiyang's reminders, they were able to respond freely!

At least no one threw a tantrum. Of course, there were a few weirdos who occasionally made people look sideways, such as Gong Wuyai, who was incredibly vain; Long Jingyun's venomous-tongued mother, Sheng Ziyan, who spoke without ups and downs and had the same expression as her; and Gong Wuyai's wife, the divine calculator Baili Xiaole, who spoke slowly, comparable to a snail.

Both sides came with good intentions, and the atmosphere naturally became better and better. Afterward, while everyone was talking, the usually cold Leng Tianfang presented Yin Fengzhan with a precious sword on the spot!

Seeing this, even Yin Fengzhan was startled, then raised his eyes to look at Leng Tianfang, not knowing what his intention was. At this time, Xia Weiyang smiled faintly and said to Yin Fengzhan:

"Last time Tianfang came to Eastern Ling, he broke His Majesty's precious sword. After returning, Tianfang asked Manor Master Long to help make a special one for His Majesty, just as an apology. So please, Your Majesty, do not refuse, and just accept it."

Manor Master Long was Long Zhantian, the world's number one blacksmith, and the owner of Longteng Manor. The sword he forged must be extraordinary. At this time, hearing Xia Weiyang's explanation, Yin Fengzhan turned his eyes to look at Leng Tianfang, who hadn't said a word, and then nodded without being polite.

"Then many thanks to Hall Master Leng!"

Yin Fengzhan responded. Afterward, Lian Feng, who was on the side, stepped forward personally, took the precious sword, and turned to present it to Yin Fengzhan. Looking at the precious sword in front of him, Yin Fengzhan also smiled rarely, then reached out to take the precious sword and directly drew it from the scabbard on the spot!

Immediately, only a 'Zheng—' sound was heard, the sword was unsheathed, cold light shone in all directions, Yin Fengzhan casually performed a sword flower, then raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Good sword!"

An expert makes a move, and one knows if it's good. Leng Tianfang presented the precious sword, and although Yin Fengzhan only performed a sword flower casually, it could be seen that his martial arts were extraordinary, which instantly caused a burst of cheers among the people of the Underworld Night Palace, who had always valued martial arts!

The banquet became even more enthusiastic, and everyone was drinking and having fun. But just when everyone was talking most enthusiastically, a burst of light laughter suddenly drifted in from outside.

"Hehe... hehe..."

The laughter was slow and revealed a trace of weirdness. Hearing the sound, everyone present was stunned, and the people from the Underworld Night Palace narrowed their eyes, then looked up at the roof ridge of the palace not far away!

It was night, and the bright moon didn't know when it had hidden into the clouds, revealing only a little light. The world was in chaos, but in that chaos, a black shadow was sitting silently on the roof ridge.

Because it was a bit far away, everyone couldn't see clearly. But at this time, Xia Weiyang, who was sitting in her seat, narrowed her eyes slightly, then turned her head and exchanged a look with Nie Jinxuan, before returning her gaze to the black shadow.

At this time, Lian Feng, who was present, instantly stiffened, then was about to take people out, but was instantly stopped by Yin Fengzhan.

For a time, the large Imperial Garden was silent, and everyone's eyes were on the person in the distance. Afterward, after a long while, the person laughed again, then flashed and instantly arrived at the center of the banquet in the Imperial Garden!

The person who came was indeed Ling Yidao!

It was just that this time, Ling Yidao didn't come alone, because he was actually holding a baby in his arms!

It was Nie Jinxuan's child!

Seeing this, Nie Jinxuan, who had been calm and unruffled, instantly stood up from her seat and screamed:

"Jun'er!"

Nie Jinxuan and Xia Weiyang had long expected that Ling Yidao might come today, but what they didn't expect was that Ling Yidao had come, but he had come holding Nie Jinxuan's son, Yin Tingjun!

Clearly, Ling Yidao was not a fool. At this time, seeing her son in Ling Yidao's hands, Nie Jinxuan only felt anxious, and her usually calm and gentle face was instantly tense and hard to control!

And at this time, not just Nie Jinxuan, Yin Fengzhan on the side was naturally no better! He also stood up, grabbed Nie Jinxuan, and looked coldly at Ling Yidao with his eyes.

"Release my son!"

Yin Fengzhan's voice was as cold as it could be, and terrifying murderous aura instantly permeated from his body. But at this time, looking at Yin Fengzhan in front of him, and the anxious and nervous Nie Jinxuan, Ling Yidao curled his lips and smiled, his long, narrow eyes instantly narrowing into a slit.

"Not in a hurry, what's the hurry?"

Ling Yidao said loudly, then lowered his eyes to look at the child in his arms. At this time, the little baby Yin Tingjun in his arms blinked his eyes, then blew bubbles while laughing and reaching out his little hands to grab at Ling Yidao.

Clearly, for the child, he just thought Ling Yidao was smiling at him and wanted to play with him, so he reached out to grab. Looking at the cute little guy in his arms, Ling Yidao laughed out loud.

"Yo, so well-behaved~!"

Ling Yidao didn't take the people present seriously at all, teasing the child and completely ignoring the nervousness and roars of the people around him. Seeing this, Leng Tianfang and Gong Wuyai of the Underworld Night Palace narrowed their eyes and were ready to go, but at this time, Xia Weiyang secretly shook her head at them, telling them to stay calm!

With Xia Weiyang's instruction, Leng Tianfang and the others calmed down, but their eyes were fixed on Ling Yidao, not blinking for a moment.

And at this time, Ling Yidao, after teasing the child for a long while, finally raised his eyes, but then turned to look at the people from the Underworld Night Palace, and then couldn't help but fix his gaze on Xia Weiyang!

Ling Yidao's gaze was strange. He met Xia Weiyang's eyes, but after only a moment, Ling Yidao was shocked, then instantly burst into laughter!

"Hahaha~ haha~"

Ling Yidao laughed wantonly, but it revealed an indescribable ecstasy. But after laughing, he widened his eyes, looked at Xia Weiyang, and shouted:

"It's you, it's really you! Haha~, it's really you!"

The sudden laughter, the weird words, Ling Yidao's reaction was strange. At this time, Nie Jinxuan, although she was extremely nervous about her son, couldn't help but look at Xia Weiyang, while a question arose in her heart.

Could it be that Ling Yidao recognized sister, and they knew each other in their previous lives?!

Right, Ling Yidao said that coming to her was thanks to him...

Thinking of this, Nie Jinxuan was shocked and shouted without thinking:

"It's you! It's you who harmed me?!"

Yes, that's it. Ling Yidao knew Shu Ya in his previous life, then went to grab the corpse after Shu Ya died, met her, and then stabbed her to death with his own hands!

In an instant, all the problems seemed to make sense! At this time, hearing Nie Jinxuan's sudden shout, Ling Yidao glanced at her and smiled again.

"Hehe~, this isn't a secret, I told you long ago~! What? Do you want to thank me?"

As he spoke, Ling Yidao laughed wantonly. But at this moment, before Nie Jinxuan could speak, Xia Weiyang, who had been sitting in her seat, suddenly stood up slowly and interrupted:

"That's right, I want to thank you~!"

Xia Weiyang's voice was light and slow. Hearing this, Ling Yidao turned his head, but at this moment, before he could turn his head, a white shadow flashed instantly. Ling Yidao felt something was wrong, but before he could react, he saw the child in his hands had already disappeared!

Instantly, the smile on Ling Yidao's face stiffened. He looked up and saw the child had already fallen into Xia Weiyang's hands!

Xia Weiyang's movement was beyond everyone's expectations. Not to mention the Fifth Imperial Uncle and Noble Consort Zhang who didn't know martial arts, even Yin Fengzhan widened his eyes instantly. While everyone was stunned, Xia Weiyang walked to Nie Jinxuan, handed the child to her, and then turned around leisurely.

"I want to thank you, but not just Jinxuan, I also want to thank you~!"

In the silence, Xia Weiyang still spoke faintly. But the moment her words fell, before Ling Yidao could speak, Xia Weiyang instantly turned into a stunning sight, and then grabbed Ling Yidao's neck.

No one knew how ruthless Xia Weiyang's move was! Instantly, Ling Yidao felt a hand like an iron claw grab his neck, suffocating him so he couldn't move!

Pain mixed with pleasure! After a moment, Ling Yidao came to his senses and looked straight at the woman in front of him.

"He... hehe... you... know... I... am..."

Struggling to speak, Ling Yidao still had a smile on his face. Although the smile was indescribably twisted and ferocious, his eyes were fixed on Xia Weiyang in front of him. At this moment, before Ling Yidao could finish his struggling words, Xia Weiyang suddenly laughed.

"Ah~, I know who you are, Ling Yidao... Oh, no! I should call you Butcher, right!"

Xia Weiyang's voice was full of smiles. Hearing this, Ling Yidao indeed smiled, but at this moment, Xia Weiyang's smile instantly vanished, her hand exerted force, and with a 'crack' sound, Xia Weiyang threw Ling Yidao out!

In an instant, Ling Yidao's body was like a broken doll, falling onto the rockery in the distance. With a 'bang' sound, he fell to the ground in a twisted posture!

Ling Yidao was dead!

Ling Yidao's death finally brought this sudden chaos to an end.

At this time, looking at Ling Yidao who was already dead in the distance, and then looking down at the child in her arms, Yin Fengzhan on the side also leaned over and said in a low voice:

"Alright, give Jun'er to me."

No matter what, it was a narrow escape. Now that Ling Yidao was dead, Yin Fengzhan also breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing this, Nie Jinxuan pursed her lips and smiled, then responded:

"Alright, you..."

Nie Jinxuan was speaking, but before she could finish, her vision went black, and her body fell into Yin Fengzhan's arms without warning.

Seeing this, Yin Fengzhan, who was holding the child with one hand, was stunned for a moment, then called out:

"Jinxuan, Jinxuan!"

Calling out without a response, Yin Fengzhan reached out to hook her body, looked down, and instantly screamed in terror:

"Someone come, call the imperial physician! Quickly call the imperial physician! Jinxuan!"

Nie Jinxuan fainted, and the Imperial Garden was in chaos. Afterward, Yin Fengzhan carried Nie Jinxuan to the nearest palace. In a short while, the imperial physician came, took her pulse, and had no clue!

Yin Fengzhan was furious. At this time, Long Jingyun stepped forward, felt her pulse, and said to Yin Fengzhan:

"It's the same as last time, but this time it's more serious."

At this time, the room was already crowded with people: imperial physicians, Noble Consort Zhang and other royal family members, and the people from the Underworld Night Palace. Yin Fengzhan guarded the bedside, and hearing Long Jingyun say this, he asked back without thinking:

"Then what should we do? Is there a way?"

At this time, Yin Fengzhan had lost his usual calmness, clutching Nie Jinxuan's hand and not letting go for a moment! Hearing this, Long Jingyun frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he was kicked to the side by Sheng Ziyan, who squeezed in from behind.

"Get out of the way!"

Sheng Ziyan's voice didn't have a trace of ups and downs. After the sound fell, she didn't look at Yin Fengzhan, but directly grabbed Nie Jinxuan's hand to take her pulse. For a time, the large, crowded room was silent!

The surroundings were weirdly quiet. Yin Fengzhan knew Sheng Ziyan's identity, so he didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Sheng Ziyan, not blinking for a moment!

Afterward, until after a long while, Sheng Ziyan let go of Nie Jinxuan's hand, then leaned over to look at Nie Jinxuan's head carefully, and then, without waiting for Yin Fengzhan to ask anxiously, she said first:

"Cold-face, your wife has a problem with her head!"

"...... What do you mean?"

"It means the problem is in her head!"

Yin Fengzhan didn't care how Sheng Ziyan addressed him, but hearing Sheng Ziyan's words at this time still shocked Yin Fengzhan, and then he heard Sheng Ziyan say again:

"Has your wife's head been hit before? Or bumped?"

"No..."

Yin Fengzhan didn't remember Nie Jinxuan having bumped her head before, so he reflexively wanted to answer. But then he was stunned, and his eyes instantly sharpened:

"Afterward, there was one time she was hit on the head by a memorial... Right, since then, she has often had dizziness. Before giving birth, there was one time it was the most serious, she was in a coma for four days!"

If Sheng Ziyan hadn't specifically mentioned it, Yin Fengzhan would have forgotten it. But thinking about it carefully now, the late Emperor did indeed hit Nie Jinxuan on the head with a memorial once, but there were no symptoms afterward, but since then...

Thinking of this, Yin Fengzhan felt a surge of anger. Hearing this, Sheng Ziyan nodded knowingly:

"That's right! It's probably that time she was hit on the head that caused the trouble!"

"Then what should we do now?"

The late Emperor was already dead. Now, no matter how angry Yin Fengzhan was, there was no way. So he just wanted to save Nie Jinxuan and make her get better immediately.

Sheng Ziyan naturally knew Yin Fengzhan's anxiety. She blinked, glanced at Nie Jinxuan, and then instantly looked at Yin Fengzhan:

"There are two ways! One is to wait, the other is to open your wife's head and take out the blood clot inside!"

Sheng Ziyan's words were quite straightforward. Hearing this, everyone present gasped!

You must know that in this era, moving a knife on the body was not something everyone could accept. Not to mention opening the head! So hearing this, Yin Fengzhan was also shocked, but then he composed his mind and asked Sheng Ziyan:

"How is the first way, and how is the second way?"

"The first way is to leave it to fate, but based on the current situation, the chance of your wife waking up on her own is slim. The second way is to gamble!"

"If we gamble, how much certainty do you have?"

"I don't know! But I have opened thirty-seven people's heads before, and fifteen survived! Five of them were living dead!"

At this moment, Sheng Ziyan's voice was still flat without a trace of ups and downs, and her expressionless face didn't move at all. Meeting her eyes, Yin Fengzhan felt like he was being tortured. Finally, after a long time, Yin Fengzhan finally clenched his fists and met Sheng Ziyan's gaze:

"I'll gamble!"

Yin Fengzhan said it decisively. But hearing this, Noble Consort Zhang and the others were shocked. At this time, Yin Fengzhan raised his hand and stopped everyone:

"Don't say anything more, I have made up my mind!"

After the sound fell, Yin Fengzhan stood up and walked out directly.

Looking at his back, Noble Consort Zhang and the others couldn't help but sigh secretly...

Since they decided to gamble, time was of the essence. Afterward, Sheng Ziyan was not polite and began to prepare directly.

Craniotomy was not a simple matter. A lot of preparation work was done. Afterward, when everything was ready, Sheng Ziyan began to perform the craniotomy on Nie Jinxuan. The helpers on the side were her son Long Jingyun and Princess Xuan Xia Weiyang.

After all, Xia Weiyang had told Sheng Ziyan about this craniotomy, and then Sheng Ziyan began to experiment. So, compared to others, Xia Weiyang, who was not a doctor, was more suitable.

Just like that, the surgery began. After the surgery ended, Sheng Ziyan walked out and said to Yin Fengzhan, who was expressionless outside:

"Do your best, leave it to fate, the rest depends on her!"

After saying that, Sheng Ziyan didn't talk nonsense and walked out directly.

Another spring breeze came. In the fourth month, the weather was warm with a trace of chill.

In the Imperial Garden of the Eastern Ling Palace, Noble Consort Zhang was sitting in the pavilion talking with Consort Li and Princess Yun. Having just survived the cold of winter, it was warm in early spring, so they thought about coming out to bask in the sun.

The weather was very good, the fresh green willow branches swayed lightly, the breeze was gentle, and the women were talking one after another, the atmosphere was very harmonious... At this moment, while the women were talking, suddenly a small figure in sky blue ran over from the corridor not far away, and while running, shouted:

"Grand-Aunt, Grand-Aunt~"

The voice was crisp and loud, revealing a sense of vitality and childishness. Hearing the sound, the women in the pavilion couldn't help but turn their heads, and then they saw Noble Consort Zhang smile instantly and hold the little person who rushed over in her arms.

"Oh my, where did you run off to? Look at you, why is there mud all over?"

Looking at the little person in her arms, Noble Consort Zhang said with a smile. Afterward, she reached out to pat his clothes personally and wiped off a small piece of mud on his face.

And the little person closed his eyes, letting Noble Consort Zhang wipe his face. Afterward, he opened his bright and beautiful big eyes and grinned at Noble Consort Zhang:

"Grand-Aunt~, look, look what Jun'er caught?"

As he spoke, the little person... who was Yin Tingjun, brought the grasshopper he had caught to Noble Consort Zhang.

Yin Tingjun was already over three years old. His beautiful features completely inherited the advantages of Yin Fengzhan and Nie Jinxuan, but it was unknown who his personality was like; he was very lively. At this time, looking at the little grasshopper in his hand, Princess Yun Chen Yan'er, who was holding a child on the side, couldn't help but smile and say:

"Oh my, my little ancestor, you got mud all over yourself, just to catch this?"

Princess Yun Chen Yan'er and Prince Yun Yin Fengjin had been married for many years but had never been pregnant. Afterward, they found Sheng Ziyan for help, and after recuperating for more than half a year, she successfully became pregnant. Now the child was already one year old and was also a lively little prince.

At this time, being said so by Chen Yan'er, Yin Tingjun seemed to have just discovered that there were others around. He grinned again, revealing a row of small teeth, and bowed to Chen Yan'er and Consort Li:

"Jun'er greets Third Aunt, Consort Grandma~"

Yin Tingjun smiled so brightly, and seeing such a beautiful little person, Chen Yan'er and Consort Li were overjoyed. Afterward, Consort Li pulled him over and looked at the little grasshopper in his hand:

"You little thing, why did you catch this? Didn't you go to Yongle Palace to see your mother?"

"Jun'er went, but Father said, don't disturb Mother if there's nothing, so Jun'er came out."

After Nie Jinxuan's craniotomy, she became a living dead person. Now three years had passed, but there was still no sign of waking up.

For this matter, everyone worried a lot. At the beginning, everyone went to see her every day, waiting. But as the days passed, Nie Jinxuan still had no progress, so slowly, everyone adjusted their time and went to see her every few days.

After all, this was something that couldn't be helped, and life had to go on. But everyone was like this, Yin Fengzhan was not. Ever since Nie Jinxuan's craniotomy ended, he had been guarding her. For the first month, no one could persuade him. Later, seeing that Yin Fengzhan was about to collapse, everyone had no choice. Noble Consort Zhang called everyone, holding Yin Tingjun, and went to beg him, telling Yin Fengzhan that no matter what, for the sake of the child, he had to take good care of his own body.

After such a fuss, Yin Fengzhan finally listened a bit. From that day on, after Yin Fengzhan rested, he resumed his daily life: morning court, and after court, he went to Yongle Palace, and then directly approved memorials in Yongle Palace. Except for special state affairs and discussions with court officials, Yin Fengzhan stayed in Yongle Palace, immovable.

Just like that, several years passed, and Yin Fengzhan was still the same. The civil and military officials were all anxious, but there was nothing they could do. They wanted to speak out, but no one dared to take the lead. As a result, at this time, a Wang-surnamed official transferred from the local area stood up and suggested that Yin Fengzhan hold a selection to fill the inner palace, so as to expand the Yin royal family.

That official didn't know the specific details about Nie Jinxuan and Yin Fengzhan, and what he had heard before was exaggerated. His suggestion was actually well-intentioned. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he touched Yin Fengzhan's reverse scale. Later, those who attended the court that day said that when Yin Fengzhan heard this, he was instantly furious, rushed to the Wang-surnamed official himself, and slapped him to death. And that wasn't all; he immediately issued an imperial decree to exterminate his nine clans!

Now the civil and military officials finally came to their senses. Back then, that Western Di princess, just because she poisoned Nie Jinxuan, although she didn't succeed, was still subjected to death by a thousand cuts on the spot. And now Nie Jinxuan had become a living dead person. At this time, asking Yin Fengzhan to hold a selection was clearly telling him that Nie Jinxuan would never wake up in this life and was already dead?! How could this not make Yin Fengzhan angry?!

Immediately, the civil and military officials understood, and no one dared to say anything about holding a selection or putting women into the inner palace again.

And when Nie Jinxuan and Xia Weiyang recognized each other as sisters, they had come to see her from time to time every year over the years, and they had even left Sheng Ziyan here, all hoping to wake Nie Jinxuan up.

Thinking of these, Noble Consort Zhang and the others felt indescribably stifled, but there was nothing they could do. At this time, Yin Tingjun, who was originally happily holding the grasshopper, didn't know why, but his chubby little face suddenly collapsed.

"Grand-Aunt, does Father not like Jun'er?"

The little guy's voice had a nasal tone. After the sound fell, he lowered his head. Hearing this, Noble Consort Zhang and Consort Li were stunned, exchanged a look silently, and then Noble Consort Zhang smiled slightly and pulled the little guy's chubby little hand:

"Why would Jun'er think so? Our Jun'er is so cute, why would your father not like you?"

"But... but Grand-Aunt, if Father likes Jun'er, why doesn't he talk to Jun'er? And he doesn't smile at Jun'er..."

The little guy became more and more pitiful. Thinking of his father's cold, expressionless face when he just came out of Yongle Palace, the little guy Yin Tingjun felt more and more that his father didn't like him.

Looking at his aggrieved appearance, Noble Consort Zhang and Consort Li felt a bit sour. They held the little guy in their arms and said slowly:

"Jun'er, do you listen to Grand-Aunt?"

"Jun'er listens."

"Good, then Grand-Aunt will tell Jun'er... actually, your father doesn't dislike you, he just cares too much about your mother..."

Actually, Noble Consort Zhang didn't know what to say. After all, Yin Tingjun was still too young, and many things wouldn't help even if she said them. But even so, hearing Noble Consort Zhang's words, the little guy nodded hard.

"Hmm, Jun'er understands, Father cares too much about Mother. Grand-Aunt, you don't know, I've seen Father crying secretly several times before~! So Father must care about Mother, and Jun'er is Mother's child, so Father won't dislike Jun'er!"

The little guy seemed to have figured it out instantly, then grinned at Noble Consort Zhang. At this time, hearing Yin Tingjun say that Yin Fengzhan was crying secretly, Noble Consort Zhang's nose felt sour, and she held the little guy in her arms hard.

"Hmm, your father likes Jun'er, Grand-Aunt guarantees..."

"Then Grand-Aunt, when will Mother wake up? Jun'er wants to talk to Mother so much."

"Soon, soon, maybe one day, your mother will wake up, so Jun'er must be obedient..."

"Hmm! Jun'er knows!"

The little guy nodded hard. Hearing this, Noble Consort Zhang and Consort Li beside her felt their eyes moisten...

Late at night, inside Yongle Palace.

The dim candlelight flickered, dispelling the darkness, but also revealing a trace of haziness. At this time, inside the large bedroom, several palace servants stood respectfully and properly on the side, waiting for orders.

Yin Fengzhan stood by the bed, quietly looking at the woman lying on the bed, his expressionless face showing no joy or anger. And the woman on the bed just lay there quietly, as if she were asleep...

Her face was thin and bony, her complexion pale without a trace of blood, and her black hair was scattered, but it was combed meticulously, showing that she was well-cared for.

The woman didn't move at all, and Yin Fengzhan didn't move either. At this time, Shui Yun walked over quietly and said respectfully in a low voice:

"Master, it's time to wipe the Empress's body."

Nowadays, because Nie Jinxuan had become a living dead person, everything had to be taken care of by others. Following Sheng Ziyan's instructions, to prevent bedsores and muscle atrophy from long-term bed rest, they had to wipe her body, turn her over, and massage her body and limbs many times every day.

Shui Yun reminded her softly. But as soon as her voice fell, Yin Fengzhan waved his hand.

"Everyone get out, I'll do it."

"...... Yes."

This was not the first time. Although there was still hesitation, Shui Yun responded respectfully, then had the palace servants put the hot water and other things prepared on the side, and then led the palace servants out.

In the blink of an eye, the bedroom was empty. At this time, Yin Fengzhan stepped forward slowly, reached out to pull away the quilt covering Nie Jinxuan, and then began to silently take off her clothes and help her wipe her body and massage.

Growing up, Yin Fengzhan had never taken care of anyone. So at the beginning, he was very clumsy, but after such a long time, he had been trained to be skillful.

Just like that, Yin Fengzhan skillfully helped Nie Jinxuan wipe her body carefully, then sat on the bed to help her massage, and while massaging, he continuously input his internal energy into Nie Jinxuan's body.

Yin Fengzhan was very attentive, and his focused and serious appearance was amazing. After everything was cleaned up, Yin Fengzhan breathed a sigh of relief, then put Nie Jinxuan's clothes on, turned her to face him, then squatted down and held Nie Jinxuan's hand, which was significantly thinner than before.

"Jinxuan, how do you feel today? There was nothing going on in the court today, just those old men making a fuss, I didn't pay attention to them..."

When Nie Jinxuan first fell into a coma, Yin Fengzhan didn't speak. But later, Xia Weiyang said that talking to her often might increase the chance of waking up, so from then on, Yin Fengzhan would talk to Nie Jinxuan for a long time whenever he had time.

Yin Fengzhan was not a person who was good with words, but he still tried to say as much as possible. Even if he sometimes felt that what he said had no value, he still said it tirelessly and never relaxed.

"Right, it's spring now, Jun'er came just now, Jun'er is already over three years old, but his personality is too lively, I don't know who he takes after... Oh right, I've been thinking recently, maybe in two days, I'll establish Jun'er as the Crown Prince, and when he grows up, I'll hand over this mess to him. Sigh, speaking of this, Jun'er is three years old, it's time to find a teacher. It seems I'll bring it up at the morning court tomorrow..."

Yin Fengzhan said one thing after another, thinking of whatever he said, not caring about any logic or order. Afterward, he talked for a long time before Yin Fengzhan finally stopped, then gently pressed Nie Jinxuan's hand against his face and rubbed it slowly.

"So Jinxuan, you must wake up quickly, I want to hear you talk..."

As he spoke, Yin Fengzhan couldn't help but have a trace of moisture in his eyes, but after a moment, he suppressed it, reached out to touch Nie Jinxuan's pale and thin face, then put her hand back into the quilt, stood up, and walked out.

After leaving the room, Yin Fengzhan didn't go far, but went directly to the courtyard.

Seeing Yin Fengzhan come out, Shui Yun had people go into the room to clean up. At this time, Xiao Chunzi had the palace servants wipe the stone table and chairs in the courtyard, put on cushions, and then placed the prepared clear wine on it, then retreated to the side.

Nowadays, every evening after seeing Nie Jinxuan, Yin Fengzhan would habitually drink some wine in the courtyard. It had been like this for years, so Xiao Chunzi prepared it in advance every time.

Today was the same. Yin Fengzhan sat down, and without anyone else serving him, he poured himself a cup of wine and drank it slowly.

Cup after cup, Yin Fengzhan didn't drink fast. In the large courtyard, there was only him. His expression was still calm and unruffled, but it made people feel sad for no reason.

So seeing that it was getting late, and Yin Fengzhan had been sitting for several hours, Xiao Chunzi wanted to speak several times but stopped. Finally, he stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should rest first, take care of your health."

"Everyone get out."

"...... Yes."

Although worried, since Yin Fengzhan said so, Xiao Chunzi had to obey. Afterward, he led the palace servants out.

The courtyard returned to silence. In the middle of the night, it revealed a trace of emptiness and hidden desolation. But Yin Fengzhan didn't notice it at all, drinking wine quietly, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

The night grew deeper, and Yin Fengzhan felt he had drunk a bit too much today. Afterward, he put down the cup in his hand, raised his hand to prop his head on the stone table, and closed his eyes.

The breeze was gentle, revealing the unique chill of spring. Yin Fengzhan was not afraid of the cold, but he slowly seemed to fall asleep...

Ever since Nie Jinxuan's accident, Yin Fengzhan's sleep had been very bad. Now that he could close his eyes, he was satisfied, so he didn't care that he was still outside and really fell asleep.

The surroundings were silent, but gradually, I don't know how long it had been, Yin Fengzhan, who was leaning on the stone table, suddenly felt someone behind him. Instantly, Yin Fengzhan couldn't help but open his eyes, thinking it was some ignorant palace servant, and his expression instantly darkened.

But the moment he opened his mouth, a hand slowly landed on his shoulder.

The hand was very thin, but pale without a trace of blood. Instantly, Yin Fengzhan, who was about to get angry, stiffened all over and stayed there without moving.

Yin Fengzhan didn't speak, his heart beating wildly, but he didn't even dare to move.

The surroundings were still silent. Afterward, until after a long while, Yin Fengzhan heard a familiar voice from behind, saying slowly:

"Fool, in the middle of the night, still drinking and sleeping here, what are you doing?"

The voice was a bit weak, but it carried the tone Yin Fengzhan was most familiar with. Hearing this, Yin Fengzhan only felt his nose sour, and tears instantly flowed down.

A man doesn't cry easily, but at this moment, the tears were what Yin Fengzhan had been longing for! Afterward, it was another long while before he seemed to remember something, wiped his face, turned his head slowly, and met a pair of familiar eyes he had been longing for for a long time.

"You... you..."

Looking at the woman in front of him, Yin Fengzhan was trembling and couldn't speak, tears fell again, making his throat even more unable to make a sound. At this moment, also looking at the man in front of her, Nie Jinxuan couldn't help but shed tears.

Nie Jinxuan didn't know how long she had been lying there, only knowing that her last memory was at the banquet, Ling Yidao was dead, and Jun'er was safe, she wanted to talk to Yin Fengzhan, but before she could finish, her vision went black, and she didn't know anything.

And when she opened her eyes and woke up again, she saw an empty room, she was lying on the bed, and there was no one around. So she sat up trembling, but at this moment, she discovered that her hands and feet had no strength at all, and she was so thin that only bones were left.

Clearly, she had been lying there for a long time, but her body was very clean, so she knew she had been well-cared for. So afterward, she stumbled to find a set of clothes to put on, then walked out of the room, and then raised her eyes, and saw the familiar figure in the courtyard...

It was just that at this moment, looking at the man in front of her, Nie Jinxuan felt indescribably sad. He was still as handsome as in her memory, his perfect features hadn't changed, but his eyes revealed a vicissitude that wasn't there before. And the hair that was like ink was now all white!

Unable to help but feel heartache and sadness, Nie Jinxuan reached out to touch his snow-white hair and rubbed it slowly... But afterward, Nie Jinxuan bit her lips hard, stopped her tears, and smiled.

"Fengzhan, I'm back."

Speaking lightly, Nie Jinxuan said the most truthful words. At this moment, Yin Fengzhan, who was already in tears, held her tightly in his arms and nodded hard.

"Hmm! I know!"

In the fourth month of the third year of Xingning, Nie Jinxuan, the Empress of Eastern Ling who had been in a coma for three years, finally woke up. Emperor Xingning was overjoyed, granted amnesty to the world, added imperial examinations, and the whole world celebrated!

In the sixth month of the same year, Emperor Xingning wanted to establish the legitimate eldest son Yin Tingjun as the Crown Prince, but was stopped by the Empress, and afterward, it was left unsettled.

In the eighth month of the sixth year of Xingning, Nie Jinxuan, the Empress of Eastern Ling, gave birth to another son, and Emperor Xingning personally bestowed the name Ruiting.

In the twelfth month of the eighth year of Xingning, the eldest daughter of the Empress of Eastern Ling, Nie Jinxuan, was born. Emperor Xingning was overjoyed, granted amnesty to the world, and bestowed the name Xueying.

In the third month of the tenth year of Xingning, Nie Jinxuan, the Empress of Eastern Ling, gave birth to another son, bestowed the name Hanting.

In the winter of the twentieth year of Xingning, the aunt of Emperor Xingning, Dowager Consort Zhang, was seriously ill, and early the next year, she passed away!

In the thirtieth year of Xingning, Yin Fengzhan, the Emperor of Eastern Ling, abdicated, and the throne was passed to his legitimate eldest son, Yin Tingjun. For decades, the inner palace did not add a single consort or concubine, becoming a legend of the time!

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Xia Weiyang VS Ye Wuxuan, and the people of the Underworld Night Palace, are characters from "The Demon Prince and the Masked Princess". If you are interested, you can read that book directly.

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