Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 108: Brother, I am your sister-in-law [End]

Ning Huaimian leaned softly against Yan Zhijun and said softly, "I don't have the energy to talk right now, sorry..."

Although his voice had improved a lot, even if he spoke very softly, it still sounded like sandpaper rubbing against a table, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.

Yan Zhiyao shook her head: "It's okay, I won't bother the emperor's sister-in-law and brother."

With that she bowed and left.

However, the moment he turned around, a big tear instantly fell to the ground.

She couldn't understand why the person who was chatting and laughing with her before was now so weak and pale.

Like a leaf in the wind, it falls down with a slight breeze.

And the culprit of all this was kneeling outside the door.

She looked at Yan Lin and said softly, "Brother Wang, you should take care of yourself."

Yan Lin's eyelashes trembled, but there was no other reaction.

And inside the hall, after Yan Zhiyao left.

Ning Huaimian suddenly looked at Yan Zhijun and asked, "Is he still kneeling outside?"

Yan Zhijun's expression changed slightly: "Still here."

Kneeling outside, it's an eyesore.

After he finished speaking, he kissed Ning Huaimian's forehead without waiting for his reaction: "Don't think about these unhappy things. Doesn't Mianmian need to rest? I'll accompany Mianmian."

Ning Huaimian responded softly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He could clearly feel that his body could no longer hold on, and he had coughed up a lot of blood just before Yan Zhijun arrived.

Although he asked his servants to keep their mouths shut, he did not hope to hide it from the King of Yan.

Sure enough, when Ning Huaimian woke up again, Yan Zhijun became more and more cautious in his actions towards him.

However, they both understood each other tacitly and did not say it out loud.

After finishing the meal, Ning Huaimian said, "I want to see him. Can you help me go there?"

Yan Zhijun decisively refused directly: "You are not in good health, you can't go out to get some fresh air."

He said coldly, "If you have anything to say, I will convey it."

Ning Huaimian saw that his face suddenly turned sour, so he tugged at the corner of his clothes and said coquettishly, "That's different...Zhijun..."

When Yan Zhijun heard Ning Huaimian calling him like that, his ears felt numb and his heart almost melted.

Finally, he sighed in his heart and said helplessly: "I really lost to you."

As he said this, he put the fox fur coat on Ning Huaimian and helped him out.

Yan Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, had been staring at Ning Huaimian since the moment he saw the palace door open and Ning Huaimian walked out.

Only when Ning Huaimian walked up to him did he come back to his senses.

"Ning Huaimian..." He raised his eyes and met Ning Huaimian's eyes. The emotions in his eyes were so complicated that it was hard to see through.

Ning Huaimian looked at the embarrassed Yan Lin with a gloomy gaze, and said softly: "What? Do you know everything about what happened back then?"

Hearing Ning Huaimian's words, Yan Lin's eyes widened immediately and he looked at him in disbelief: "You... you know everything?"

"Then why didn't you tell me then?"

why? !

Ning Huaimian said lightly: "I know..."

"Ever since Yan Zhijun told me about your falling into the water, I remembered everything."

"Now that I think about it, I really regret it. Why did I save you in the first place?"

"It would be better if people like you died earlier. You are only causing trouble to others if you are alive."

His tone suddenly changed and became sharp: "Besides, even if I tell you, will someone as arrogant as you listen to me? After all, in your eyes, I am just a lowly person who is not worthy of trust!!"

After saying that, he coughed lightly twice. Yan Zhijun controlled the urge to hug Ning Huaimian back and silently helped him calm down.

After Yan Lin heard what Ning Huaimian said, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and only a few words remained in his mind: "I'm sorry..."

Ning Huaimian laughed sarcastically: "Don't just say things like I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, these nonsense, I will make you suffer a hundred times or a thousand times more than I did, that will count as an apology."

He said almost crazily: "I want you to experience double the torture you used on me before!!"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, a fishy smell suddenly came out of his throat, and bright red dripped down the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, Yan Zhijun hurriedly carried Ning Huaimian back to the bedroom and said in panic: "Call the imperial physician!!"

"Quickly call the imperial physician!!"

He thought that he shouldn't have let Mianmian out, and he shouldn't have been so soft-hearted.

Yan Lin looked at the red blood on the ground, stood up slowly, and tried to follow him staggeringly, but was stopped by Mo Bai: "Your Majesty, please go back. The Queen doesn't want to see you."

Prince Chen's subordinates had injured Mo Yuan so badly, and Mo Bai remembered this grudge clearly.

There's no way to get in now.

Yan Lin paused and said hoarsely, "Tell Ning Huaimian for me that I will do whatever he says."

I don't ask him to forgive me, I just hope he can feel better...

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the mistakes he made could never be made up for.

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Yan Zhijun sat beside the bed, looking at Ning Huaimian, who looked extremely pale, and gently stroked his face with trembling hands.

He remembered what the imperial physician had just said.

Powerless.

How could he accept such a result?

He was unwilling to accept this. Why would God just take away such a good boy?

He was unwilling to accept that after finally meeting the person he loved, he would lose him forever.

He is unwilling...

As soon as Ning Huaimian opened his eyes, he saw Yan Zhijun looking like he was about to cry again.

He sighed inwardly and whispered, "Your Majesty, I may really have to leave..."

"Don't be sad..."

We cannot resist life when it comes, and we cannot stop it when it goes.

Don't feel sorry for him...

There was a hollowness in Yan Zhijun's eyes, and tears fell silently: "Mianmian, can you wait for me...wait for me..."

What if you leave and get bullied in another place?

I am worried...

So, wait for me, I will come to accompany you soon...

In January of the twelfth year of Zhenglong, Queen Ning Huaimian passed away.

Emperor Yan Zhijun ordered Ning Huaimian to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, and then adopted a son from among the royal family members. After abdicating the throne to him, he completely disappeared without a trace.

And the imperial tomb at this time.

Yan Zhijun looked at Ning Huaimian lying inside with a calm expression on his face.

He raised his foot without hesitation, stepped in, hugged Ning Huaimian tightly, and closed his eyes.

Eunuch Li and the secret guards were standing aside, their expressions complicated and difficult to discern.

In the end, it was Eunuch Li who reminded Mo Yi, and they came to their senses.

King Yan felt the environment gradually getting darker and the air becoming more suffocating, with an indescribable look of satisfaction on his face.

We share the same slept when alive and the same grave when dead.

Mianmian, I'm here to accompany you...

Prime Minister's House.

When Xiao Qingran heard the news of Ning Huaimian's death, the teacup in her hand instantly fell to the ground, and she stood there in a daze as if in a trance.

"Why did you leave..."

too suddenly……

At this moment, Xiao Zheng suddenly came in and interrupted his thoughts: "Master, we should go."

A layer of mist seemed to appear in Xiao Qingran's eyes, and she murmured, "Let's go."

Let’s all go…

And on the other side is Prince Chen’s Palace.

After Yan Lin walked out of the dark room, covered in scars and leaning against the wall, he was caught off guard by the news from Yan Yi.

He was in a trance for a moment, his throat tightened, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Ning Huaimian, Ning Huaimian...

Ning Huaimian…………