Chapter 420 Homeless
Chapter 420 Homeless
I have been playing Soji for too long and have gotten so into the role that I didn’t realize I still have so many things in my heart that I can’t let go of until I’m ready to give up…
But so what? Even if it can be played, it cannot be replaced.
Last night when Xue Lan yelled "Give it back to me! Give it back to me!", Ji Anni finally realized how shameful it was for her to impersonate Zhao Ji, and how it would deeply hurt those who loved Zhao Ji.
Maybe I should really thank Xue Lan, because it was she who made me decide to die and leave.
Zhao Ji had died on the day when he traveled through time fifty days ago. Playing the role of Zhao Ji was not his obligation, but a mistake.
If they had a choice, they would definitely choose to let time heal their pain of losing So Ji, rather than living in the disguise and lies of a stranger like themselves.
Grandpa, I want to go home... I want to go home... Only there is the place where I am truly needed.
Ji Anni looked at the blue sky above her head and felt dizzy.
Just let it drift away from the palace slowly with the wind, drift away from this place full of sadness...
At this moment, I suddenly heard some noise downstairs, like crying.
Ji Anni closed her eyes and kept warning herself: No, no, I can't be curious, I can't lower my head, otherwise I won't be able to float out of the palace. But the crying sound on the ground became louder and louder, and it was a little familiar. After listening carefully, it turned out to be the voice of Prince Ming.
"Tomorrow..." Ji Anni felt a little soft-hearted and couldn't help but look down.
Only then did he realize that he was floating above the Xianke Pavilion.
The crying of Prince Ming came from the room where he had stayed temporarily a few days ago.
"I'm just going to take a look and then leave..." Ji Anni repeated this sentence three times silently. Only after she was sure that she had memorized it in her heart did she make up her mind and slowly float down, looking out the window.
Prince Ming was lying on the bed, with Hua Rong, Yun Zhen and Long Mohan standing behind him.
Prince Ming was crying so hard that he was out of breath. The three adults behind him all had solemn expressions and did not say a word.
"What happened?" Ji Anni didn't know what happened, so she changed her angle to see clearly what was lying on the bed.
After changing several positions, Ji Anni finally saw clearly that there was a woman lying on the bed.
After a closer look, it turned out to be myself!
After a brief moment of surprise, Ji Anni calmed down, lowered her head and whispered to herself: "No...it's not me, it's Zhao Ji..."
Zhao Ji was lying flat on the bed with her eyes closed, looking peaceful, as if she was asleep. But the thunderous cry of Prince Ming proved that Zhao Ji was not asleep, but... dead.
The word "death" hit Ji Anni's chest hard, making her breathless.
"Mother, mother... open your eyes, open your eyes..." Prince Ming cried and shook Zhao Ji's body.
Hua Rong stepped forward and hugged his shoulders, and comforted him softly: "Prince, don't be sad... The Queen will definitely wake up..."
"You're lying! Mother is no longer breathing! No longer breathing!" Prince Ming turned his head and glared at Hua Rong with resentment. It was as if he regarded Hua Rong as the enemy who killed his mother and hated her for deceiving him.
Hua Rong looked away sadly and sighed softly. She couldn't comfort Prince Ming by telling him that Zhao Ji would wake up. Should she ask him to accept the truth of Zhao Ji's death? Hua Rong couldn't say such words. Deep in her heart, Hua Rong believed that Ji Anni would wake up. Even if a whole night had passed, even if Zhao Ji's breathing and heartbeat had stopped...
"Ming'er, the Xianke Pavilion is a quiet place, don't cry here." Long Mohan walked forward, stood behind Prince Ming, and gently stroked Prince Ming's head with his hand. He had just woken up this morning when he heard the eunuch report that Zhao Ji was possessed by evil spirits last night and fell into a coma. He hurried to the Xianke Pavilion and found that Zhao Ji was not only in a coma, but was actually dead.
If Yun Zhen hadn't insisted that there was a way to bring Zhao Ji back, Long Mohan couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't cry uncontrollably like Prince Ming.
However, how much of this statement, which claims that Soji can be brought back, is false and how much is consolation?
Maybe Yun Zhen was just delaying time, allowing himself to calm down slowly as time passed.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly solemn, and everyone looked at Zhao Ji as if they were bidding a farewell to her death.
Ji Anni pressed herself tightly against the window, wishing she could squeeze in through the gap.
"Not breathing? Is he really... dead?" Ji Annie scratched her head.
She had just decided to disappear when she was floating in the air, but when she found that Zhao Ji's body was no different from dead, Ji Anni started to get nervous, a little timid, and a little regretful.
I wonder if I can return to Soji's body? What if I delay returning to Soji's body and let her rot? Wouldn't I be unable to return even if I wanted to?
"Imperial Master, how can we save Zhao Ji?" Long Mohan tried hard to maintain the last bit of his composure and turned to face Yun Zhen.
Yun Zhen was silent for a while, then replied, "I wonder if Xue Lan has any solution..."
The implication is that Yun Zhen didn't know what to do, so he had to ask Xue Lan for help.
"Xue Lan is the fox demon that caused Zhao Ji to become like this?" Long Mohan's voice suddenly rose, and Ji Anni, who was outside the window, quickly covered her ears. Judging from Long Mohan's reaction, he probably heard about what happened last night from Yun Zhen, and he was very resentful of Xue Lan for separating Ji Anni and Zhao Ji's souls and bodies.
"Xue Lan is not a vicious monster, she is just easily excited, and her demonic power is strong, so she is difficult to control... But we have Prince Ming..." Yun Zhen did not say anything else, but slowly moved his gaze to Prince Ming's face.
Prince Ming looked up blankly, not understanding what the connection was between himself and Xue Lan.
Yun Zhen, Long Mohan and Hua Rong looked at each other, conveying messages with their eyes that Prince Ming could not understand.
Prince Ming is Zhaoji's child and also Xuelan's descendant. Maybe Xuelan will save Ji Anni for the sake of family affection.
After a brief hesitation, Long Mohan shook his head and denied it: "No, absolutely not, I can't let Ming'er take risks. That fox demon is too dangerous, and we can't let her come out to cause trouble again. Imperial Master, you should seal up the Demon Suppression Temple again. Not only the room where the fox beads are hidden, but also the forest outside the Demon Suppression Temple. No one is allowed to approach!"
"Your Majesty, this is useless... Yun Zhen is no match for Xue Lan at all..." Yun Zhen lowered his head in pain.
Yesterday’s confrontation with Xue Lan made Yun Zhen even more aware of the disparity in power between himself and Xue Lan.
Yun Zhen once fought Yan Niang to a draw, and the two were equally strong. In front of Xue Lan, even Yan Niang didn't dare to act rashly, let alone Yun Zhen.
The reason why Xue Lan was sealed in the past was because the seal prevented Xue Lan from contacting the outside world. She had no idea what was happening outside and had no desire to break out of the seal.
But now Xue Lan already knows about Zhao Ji's existence. If she really attacks, ten Yun Zhens will not be her match.
Fortunately, Xue Lan was severely injured in the burning a hundred years ago and has not recovered yet. Her current state is the same as Yuan Rong, not a physical entity, but just a soul. Xue Lan is attached to the fox bead, and Yuan Rong is attached to the black snake, which prevents them from fully exerting their strength.
"Imperial Master, how can I save my mother? I beg you to tell me." Prince Ming wiped the tears from his face and stared at Yun Zhen with bright eyes.
"If I can talk to Xue Lan, maybe I can ask her to save Concubine Zhao Cong..." Yun Zhen murmured.
"Won't Xue Lan hurt the prince?" Hua Rong asked worriedly.
"I will protect the prince." Yun Zhen said seriously.
"Then shall we go find Xue Lan?" Prince Ming couldn't wait.
At this moment, Long Mohan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly covered his head and murmured nervously, "No, no..."
Everyone turned around to look at him, wondering what had happened to him, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
Long Mohan subconsciously protected Prince Ming behind him and murmured, "No, no... You don't want to save Zhaoji, you want to save Ji Anni!" He suddenly looked up and glared at Yun Zhen, "You are willing to let Ming'er take risks, even willing to sacrifice Ming'er... You are not doing this for Zhaoji, but for Ji Anni!"
"Your Majesty..." Yun Zhen was so shocked that he was speechless.
Before this, in his mind, Ji Anni and Zhao Ji were almost two identical concepts. Zhao Ji was Ji Anni, and Ji Anni was Zhao Ji. Only Long Mohan, who loved Zhao Ji deeply, would draw such a clear line between Ji Anni and Zhao Ji.
Yun Zhen was a little dazed by Long Mohan's roar and was unable to refute.
I have to admit that maybe Long Mohan was right. The person he wanted to save was Ji Anni...
Compared to Zhao Ji, I want to save Ji Anni more.
Yun Zhen was silent, which Long Mohan understood as consent. Long Mohan became even more furious and shouted out of control: "Haha, Imperial Master, don't fool me anymore! You don't understand how I feel after losing Zhao Ji. You only care about that Ji Anni!"
"Father, what is Ji Annie?" Prince Ming didn't understand at all.
Long Mohan picked up Prince Ming and stroked his tear-stained face while saying, "Ming'er, father will protect you... From now on, you will stay by father's side at all times and let father protect you."
After Zhao Ji's lesson, Long Mohan no longer dared to trust anyone.
I am the only one who can protect Zhao Ji and Prince Ming.
Seeing that Long Mohan was about to carry Prince Ming out of the door, Yun Zhen chased after him and asked, "Your Majesty, what about Consort Zhao?"
Hearing this, Long Mohan stopped but refused to turn around.
In the deathly silence, Yun Zhen almost suffocated.
After a long while, Long Mohan's voice came from the front: "Master, is Zhao Ji really still alive?"
"..." Yun Zhen was shocked and speechless.
"National Master..." Long Mohan turned his back to Yun Zhen, hugged Prince Ming tightly in his arms, and asked in a clearer voice, "Answer me honestly and clearly, Zhao Ji... is she really still alive?"
This time, Yun Zhen finally understood what the emperor said.
It turns out that he no longer wants to be comforted by Zhao Ji, played by Ji Anni, and decides to face Zhao Ji's death calmly.
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