Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Chapter 630 Soul Companion

Lan Qingwu had witnessed a protracted, real war. She followed the Shenwu Emperor day in and day out, watching him deploy his troops and fight in battle... The Shenwu Emperor was truly an outstanding politician and military strategist.

At the beginning, when the Dasheng army was defeated by the heavily armored army of the grassland tribe, Emperor Shenwu turned the tide, found the flaws of the heavily armored army, and finally destroyed the heavily armored army of the grassland tribe. The war situation gradually began to reverse. Emperor Shenwu almost established a new small court on the border. He recruited talents and generals on a large scale. As long as people were beneficial to the war, they would be used by him.

This war lasted for two and a half years. In the end, Emperor Shenwu personally cut off the head of Unard Eagle, the king of Beinar. All the royal family of the grassland were killed, and the royal court of the grassland was burned down again. At this time, Emperor Shenwu should have returned to the court to govern, but his mind was dominated by killing and violence. He insisted on launching one killing after another on the grassland. Some ministers in the court advised Emperor Shenwu to withdraw his troops. The small tribes living peacefully in the depths of the grassland had no intention of opposing and fighting against Dasheng. The coexistence treaty left by the ancient Human Emperor had to be observed.

"Comply?" The Shenwu Emperor was a man of absolute authority. He had long since given up on everything, so why would he care if more grassland dwellers died? Returning to the imperial city, he'd have to repeat the same utterly tedious life day after day, surrounded by a swarm of exquisite mannequins, growing weary and resentful. It would be better for him to stay here, gallop across the battlefields, slaughter every grassland dweller, take the entire grassland into his own hands, and from then on use it as Dasheng's backyard. What a tempting idea!

Emperor Shenwu knew that everyone around him was afraid of him, wary of him, and even no longer purely loyal to him. They did not agree with what he did, and there were many close relatives and people who hated him. However, Emperor Shenwu no longer cared. He was now immersed in the pleasure and joy brought to him by the hearty wars and killings, and no one could stop him.

So the Dasheng army, led by Emperor Shenwu, continued to advance. Fresh blood was sprayed on the grassland every day. One small tribe after another was forced to be involved in this war. More and more people lost their lives. In order to survive for themselves and their families, many small tribes had to unite to seek a glimmer of survival, and they had to face the behemoth Dasheng.

Whether they resisted or fled, the small grassland tribes were exterminated one after another. Emperor Shenwu was crazy with killing, his eyes were a violent red, madness, cruelty, violence and killing filled his body and mind, his mind and reason had long left him.

This time, women and children received no special treatment. Young and middle-aged men were slaughtered, and women were bullied and plundered. These things happened every day, and children were put in shackles and became the lowest slaves.

Lan Qingwu watched this purgatory-like scene with fear and trepidation, but she was helpless. She could only silently accompany Emperor Shenwu and try to talk to him when he was alone.

More and more civil and military officials in the court began to advise and express dissatisfaction. They wanted to end all this as soon as possible and let Emperor Shenwu return to the imperial city as soon as possible so that Da Sheng could become rich and powerful. However, they could not waste manpower, material resources and financial resources endlessly and meaninglessly. Every day of war was consuming Da Sheng's national strength.

The Shenwu Emperor slept very little at night. He often stared blankly at the coral bracelet in his hand. Thinking of Lan Qingwu, pain flashed in his phoenix eyes: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you into the palace. Are you still blaming me? It's too late for me to understand your feelings! As long as you come back, I will agree to anything you want!"

Lan Qingwu said softly, "I don't blame you. You are the emperor. What you did seemed natural to you. How can I blame you? I just wanted to stay away from you, but I never blamed you. Brother Heng, please don't do this anymore, okay? You are in too much pain. Leave here! Stop killing people!"

Emperor Shenwu seemed to realize something. He looked up suddenly, but saw only emptiness. "Ruoruo, I miss you so much! Are you missing me too? Don't be angry, I'll be back soon! I'll be back to see you soon!"

"I've been away for so long, I really should go back!"

The next morning, Qian Hui, who was at his wit's end, brought back a flower from somewhere. He was powerless. Since he could no longer stop Emperor Shenwu, he could only try his best. He said that he could not keep the flower alive, so he wanted to present it to the emperor.

Emperor Shenwu looked at the battered flower and said coldly, "What a pity! The one who truly cherished flowers and plants is long gone!"

He has never been a person who cherishes flowers and grass. It is only because that person himself can feel the colorful world, and influenced by Lan Qingwu that he occasionally lingers his eyes on these external objects. But now these are no longer meaningful to him.

Having said that, Emperor Shenwu halted his raging massacre plan and withdrew part of his army from the depths of the grasslands, returning to the large peach tree on the border. The tree still blossomed and shrubbed, its leaves lush and green, as if it were more loyal than those who promised to accompany them for life.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The grassland people, who hated the Emperor Shenwu, found the place and set fire to the Little Peach Garden, destroying everything there. The once beautiful scenery was reduced to a pile of scorched earth. The Emperor Shenwu watched his last connection with Lan Qingwu turn to ash. Finally, unable to bear the blow, he collapsed, vomiting blood.

After Emperor Shenwu's condition stabilized, he finally returned to the imperial city. In the Qianzheng Palace bedroom, Li Xiang placed the steaming medicine in Emperor Shenwu's hands and bowed before leaving.

Emperor Shenwu looked at the medicine for a moment, then suddenly tilted his wrist and the medicine fell to the ground. Lan Qingwu looked at this scene in shock. She quickly sat down beside the bed, "Brother Heng, what are you doing? Drink the medicine quickly! Only by drinking the medicine can you get better!"

Another person was also shocked. Li Xiang, who had gone back, stood at the doorway, staring blankly at the scene. Suddenly, he knelt on the ground with a plop. He crawled over using his hands and feet: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you can't do this, you can't do this!"

Emperor Shenwu put the medicine bowl aside, closed his eyes, and said tiredly: "Go out!"

Li Xiang walked out in tears. He did not disturb anyone and cleaned everything in the dormitory by himself. He understood what Emperor Shenwu meant and knew his choice. He knew that he could not stop Emperor Shenwu and could only follow his footsteps.

There was no one left in the bedroom, and Emperor Shenwu finally lay on his back on the bed: "I'm so tired!"

He held the coral bracelet tightly in his hand and said, "Wei Ruo Ruo, can I come to see you?"

Lan Qingwu's soul shed a string of ethereal tears: "Why do you have to do this? You should drink your medicine properly! You are only in your forties! You will wear your body down like this!"

"Ruo Ruo, if there is a next life, I will definitely not be the emperor. Yun Heng will definitely keep his promise. What I fear most now is that even if I go to the underworld, your soul will not be there. I am so afraid that you will return to your world and we will never see each other again. I am even more afraid that you will never want to see me again!"

Lan Qingwu burst into tears. She leaned over and hugged Emperor Shenwu. Even though she didn't have a real body, she hugged him with all her strength, accompanying him silently.

The tribes on the grassland sent letters of surrender, expressing their willingness to be vassal states of the Dasheng Dynasty forever, to be subject to Dasheng forever, to pay tribute and worship every year, and to promise not to provoke border wars within a hundred years.

The Shenwu Emperor's chest felt stuffy and painful. He curled up alone on the bed, sighing and feeling relieved. "I have done my best for everyone. I am qualified to be an emperor, right? Only you, I have failed you..."

His mumbling was only heard clearly by Lan Qingwu, who had been hugging him. She could do nothing but stay by the side of the Emperor Shenwu in her spirit form.

Another problem faced by Emperor Shenwu was the selection of a crown prince. As his life was counting down, he realized that no matter how many candidates he had, he still couldn't find one that satisfied his taste.

Emperor Shenwu examined and examined again despite his illness. The issue of the heir made him unusually hesitant. He suddenly thought that if Lan Qingwu gave birth to a royal heir for him, he would definitely have an excellent heir, and he would definitely not face such a difficult problem. Emperor Shenwu was so sure for some reason.

In the end, after comprehensive consideration, Emperor Shenwu decided to appoint the Second Prince as the Crown Prince. His health was deteriorating, and he no longer had much energy to care about other things.

Concubine Jiang learned about Emperor Shenwu's physical condition from the imperial physician, and went to Qianzheng Hall, crying and begging Emperor Shenwu to take care of himself. She didn't understand why things had come to this point.

"You are the emperor! You cherish her sincerity, but my feelings for you are also true! Your Majesty, please take care of yourself!"

Emperor Shenwu leaned against the bed and said dully, "She's dead, and my heart is dead too! These years I've been like a walking corpse, in a daze. Concubine Jiang, you said you were sincere to me, and I believe you, but you are much more sincere to your family and your son than I am! I have decided to make Chengjin the crown prince. You must keep an eye on the Jiang family. You must let them serve Chengjin and not get carried away with their power, let alone let them influence him too much. Now that the external threat has been eliminated and the grassland people are scared by me, there will be no crisis of foreign invasion for the next fifty years. The only remaining threat is internal trouble. With Chengjin's qualifications, it won't be difficult to maintain the status quo. I just need to be wary of a few brothers! I will transfer the eldest prince out of the capital. He is a good military commander, so let the eldest prince be a general guarding one side!"

Emperor Shenwu explained some things to Concubine Jiang, and finally said, "You have been in charge of the harem for many years. Soon I will make you a noble concubine, and Chengjin will be the crown prince. Just consider it that I have let you down!"

When Emperor Shenwu spoke the last few words, his heart began to ache again. He covered his chest with his hands and his face turned pale. Concubine Jiang wanted to step forward, but was asked to step aside by Li Xiang. At this time, Li Xiang no longer allowed anyone to approach Emperor Shenwu, especially at this sensitive moment of establishing a crown prince, and the second prince's biological mother.

Li Xiang took care of Emperor Shenwu skillfully. During these days, Li Xiang looked much more haggard and haggard.

Concubine Jiang looked at Emperor Shenwu with tears in her eyes, but Emperor Shenwu had already waved his hand to let her leave.

When Concubine Jiang returned to her palace, the women of the Jiang family, her sister-in-law and brother-in-law were looking at her expectantly. Concubine Jiang suddenly realized that what Emperor Shenwu said was right. Her relatives were all hoping that the emperor would die, and they were even more looking forward to her son taking that position as soon as possible to bring more honor to the Jiang family. Her sincerity towards the emperor also made her unable to blame her own clansmen at all.

"How is it? His Majesty summoned you now. Has he made a decision?"

Concubine Jiang calmed herself down and said calmly, "Yes! His Majesty has decided to make Jin'er the Crown Prince!"

The Jiang family women couldn't help but show their joy in their eyes and eyebrows, which made Jiang Fei feel dazzled. She couldn't help but think about what she would do if that person faced the same situation as her.

She will firmly choose Emperor Shenwu, she will let her people fight for their own glory with their own abilities, she will warn her people not to get something for nothing, always think about being loyal to His Majesty, and always think about doing something practical for the people.

Concubine Jiang was stunned. She said almost inaudibly, "I have always been unwilling to accept that you have occupied His Majesty's entire mind, but it turns out that I am really not as good as you! I simply can't do this!"

Lan Qingwu's soul followed Emperor Shenwu closely, but Emperor Shenwu did not drink a drop of medicine, nor did he use his internal energy to nourish his body. He allowed his body to be eroded and decayed by illness.

The second prince, who had become the crown prince, advised him more than once, but Emperor Shenwu had already made up his mind to die and had not eaten for many days.

In his last days, he came to the underground palace of Miaoling Palace. Inside the ice jade coffin, Lan Qingwu was still sleeping silently. Emperor Shenwu ignored the cold ice and lay in the ice jade coffin every day, holding Lan Qingwu tightly.

Lan Qingwu's spirit had no choice but to stay there. The underground palace was decorated by Emperor Shenwu with red wedding characters, red carpets, and two red candles...

Emperor Shenwu issued the last imperial decree of his life here: to appoint Concubine Yi as Empress Zhaoyi!

This was his last wish in his eventful life. They would get married here and spend the rest of their lives here.

Emperor Shenwu personally decorated the icy jade coffin with colorful flowers, dressed Lan Qingwu in a phoenix coronet and bridal robe, and donned his own wedding attire. They were finally together here, forever.

"I owe you this! Lan Qingwu, even though it's already late, I still want to ask you to wait for me in the other world! I will never let you down this time, and I will never make you wait! This time—I just ask you not to let go of my hand!"

The emperor passed away, the sky collapsed, the earth sank, and the mountains and rivers turned upside down. The Da Sheng Dynasty began a civil war that lasted for more than ten years. The four princes of Emperor Shenwu fought for more than ten years, and in the end only the eldest prince's lineage remained. The third prince had been emperor for many years but no heir survived. In the end, he had no choice but to pass the throne to the eldest prince's son.

Lan Qingwu's soul watched Emperor Shenwu die in the ice jade coffin. Her empty tears could not change anything. She didn't understand what was going on here. This was completely different from everything she had experienced!

"Could it be... this happened in another time and space?"

Lan Qingwu did not survive his own catastrophe, and Emperor Shenwu died many years early because he had no desire to live!

The Emperor Shenwu of this time and space is just like the advice given to him by the Master of Suffering back then: he has no emotions, no relatives to rely on, is alone, has lost his loved ones, is like sand on the fingertips, and will live a lonely life!

Lan Qingwu said bewilderedly: "How can I go back? I don't want this to happen!"

"Brother Heng! Brother Heng!"

Lan Qingwu's soul was trapped in the underground palace, in front of the ice jade coffin. She reached out to touch the already cold cheek of Emperor Shenwu, but this time she unexpectedly possessed Lan Qingwu's body inside the ice jade coffin.

Before she could be surprised, her vision went dark and she lost all consciousness.

When Lan Qingwu opened her eyes again, she looked around blankly, and for a moment she didn't know what day it was.