The Choice Queen's

TCQ 18: The Queen's Death

In Queen Donghao Palace, Li Fengran painstakingly treated Ling Sui with his own hands. Somehow his empathy had suddenly developed and he had a feeling of fate and agreement with Ling Sui.

Perhaps, they had a woman of the same fate, trapped inside the palace without being able to escape. The difference was, Ling Sui accepted her fate, while Li Fengran was still trying to accept everything slowly.

“Nona Li, Your Majesty would be angry if you knew you spent more time here than at Qihua Palace,” Ling Sui said in a raucous voice. The disease is getting worse and worse, even in every cough always bleed.

Li Fengran cleared away the remaining blood in Ling Sui's mouth with a handkerchief, acting as if he did not care about the words just now.

“Your Majesty, King Nangong is actually not short of people to help him. He just wants revenge on me.”

“You haven't received it?”

“Entahlah. I just feel like everything happened so fast,” lamented Li Fengran. Everything is too fast and unreal. Li Fengran was certainly unable to accept his fate completely.

“King does not lack people, but who can understand and really help him, it's just a little.”

“Your Majesty, there is no need to think about the affairs of the country. Recover your health first, you will have plenty of time after recovery.”

“Nona Li, I don't have much time left.”

Li Fengran stopped his activities. After experiencing death once and waking up in a fictional world, Li Fengran was most afraid of death.

Ling Sui's death, might be the beginning of her nightmare. Ling Sui treated him sincerely, if he was gone, then Li Fengran would be lonely.

The royal physician came to check. Ling Sui's pulse was getting weaker, she could only lie in bed all day.

This condition is known to very few people. Outsiders including officials no one knew his condition was deteriorating. Ling Sui cleverly went back to hiding her health and pretended to be healthy.

Li Fengran wanted to cry. Since coming a few days ago, only Ling Sui had been staring and talking to him with sincerity.

It was very desirable for him to run to Qihua Palace and tell Nangong Zirui to immediately find a great healer who could cure him, but it was impossible because Ling Sui's disease had reached the final stage.

“Master Sword, Her Majesty The Queen doesn't have much time. He may not be able to get through tonight,” said the royal physician, he knelt in front of Ling Sui's bed and cried.

“No! Physician, you must heal my Queen!” exclaimed Chu Ming who was already covered in tears.

Li Fengran finally knew the time Ling Sui had was up. He dashed out of the Queen's Palace, rushing towards Qihua Palace.

Seeing the Sword Stakeholder galloping, the guards in Qihua Palace immediately opened the gate and let him in.

At that time, the night was late and Nangong Zirui had just finished his work. He was just about to take off his robe when Wang Bi ran in a hurry with Li Fengran.

The woman looked panicked and instantly drew Nangong Zirui's hand, leading him to run to the Back Palace.

“Your Majesty! Stakey Master Sword, you must not bring His Majesty running that fast!” yelled Wang Bi.

“Li Fengran! Let go of me!” nangong Zirui.

“Your Majesty, this is an emergency matter! You can scold me and punish me later!”

Nangong Zirui stopped in front of Queen Donghao Palace with a breath of breath. Li Fengran's cheque had not come off because the woman was still pulling him in.

Some of the palace maids who usually served in this palace knelt down with their heads bowed. This palace feels gloomy as if death is very near tonight.

“Yang Mulia...” Ling Sui said softly as Nangong Zirui entered her bedroom.

Nangong Zirui frowned, his gaze fixed on his queen figure who was lying weakly with an extremely pale face. Nangong Zirui hurriedly ran to his side.

“Ling Sui, you..”.

“It's okay, Your Majesty. I feel guilty for making you come all the way here and see my condition like this.”

“Why do you always hide it from me? Don't you trust me?”

During this time, Ling Sui who was known to Nangong Zirui was a wife figure who always hid her health condition from her. He always looks elegant at every meeting and always acts strong in front of people.

Nangong Zirui even though he knew very well the condition of his queen was very severe. Some of the royal healers sent to him were always acting up and unwilling to be honest.

“Your Majesty, you have a lot of important work to complete. If I bother you with this little thing, I will feel very guilty,” Ling Sui said, she looked at weak Nangong Zirui and her smile rose.

Ling Sui looked at everyone with her weak smile.

“Can you guys come out? I'd like to speak with Your Majesty.”

Li Fengran, Wang Bi, and Chu Ming complied and went out to give the couple some space. Not knowing what they were talking about inside, Li Fengran's premonition said bad things would happen.

His head looked up at the moon in early spring. Mind floated.

Death is a scary thing. He clearly remembered how he died in the accident that day and suddenly woke up in this place.

It felt as if Li Fengran was almost crazy thinking about the reality. Now, he's faced again with another death, even if it wasn't him, it's still scary.

“Ling Sui!”

Nangong Zirui's shout broke the silence of the night. Li Fengran immediately dashed into Ling Sui's bedroom, then found that the woman had already closed her eyes tightly.

Traces of tears were still in the corner of his eyes. By his side, Nangong Zirui lowered his head while holding his cold-started hand.

“Yang Mulia... Queen...” Li Fengran.

“She's dead.”

Chu Ming as well as all the servants instantly froze and cried. Ling Sui's death was the heaviest blow to Donghao Palace.

Although her power is not very significant, she is a good queen. His kindness imprinted on everyone's minds so that when he died, the sadness in their hearts was inevitable.

Li Fengran's tears also dripped and his gaze became blank. She and Ling Sui had not known each other for long, yet it was enough to cultivate a sister-like feeling.

Seeing him stiffen up, Li Fengran seemed to be looking at himself as he died.

Not long after, death bells rang from the palace tower. His voice echoed in all directions, through the night and the cold of the air. Those who were still awake immediately prostrated, while those who were already asleep woke up.

The entire Back Palace suddenly became rowdy. The candle lights that were originally extinguished now lit up everywhere. Shen Lihua, Fei Jia, and Su Min who had previously slept were awake.

They rushed out, running towards Queen Donghao Palace. Their eyes widened when they saw Nangong Zirui was there, sitting next to Queen Donghao's bed that had closed its eyes.

“Your Majesty, Her Majesty The Queen…. What happened?” ask Shen Lihua.

Hearing that voice, Nangong Zirui was suddenly enraged. He turned his head and looked at his three newly arrived wives with pillow faces still visible.

“As fellow harem members, you don't know? What's the point of me lifting you guys up if you don't even know what's going on in this palace?”

“Your Majesty, forgive us! We really don't know Queen Ling's deteriorating condition!” Shen Lihua tried to save herself. What's the matter? Why is it so important he doesn't even know?

Shen Lihua then looked at Li Fengran who was standing not far from Nangong Zirui. His anger suddenly loomed and he cursed in his heart. Shen Lihua looked at the trail of tears on Li Fengran's cheeks and began to wonder. That damn woman, why is she here?

“Do not know? Shen Lihua, I made you a future queen not to let you laze around!”

Li Fengran looked at the three fox demons flat, either he should be happy or pity them. He understood why Nangong Zirui was angry.

As the successor of Queen Donghao, Shen Lihua had never even set foot in this palace nor saluted Ling Sui. Shen Lihua was self-serving and did not care who had appointed him successor.

“Your Majesty, Her Majesty The Queen has just died. You must not shout in front of his corpse,” said Li Fengran slowly. Nangong Zirui exhaled a rough breath, stabilizing his anger.

“Wang Bi,” call Nangong Zirui.

“Hamba here, Your Highness.”

“Supervise these three women. Tonight, let them guard the Queen's corpse and don't let them sleep!”

“Hamba execute command.”

Nangong Zirui came out of the Back Palace. His move is unstable. Sometimes he looked at the dark sky.

This death, in the end, remained unavoidable. He walked back to Qihua Palace, picked up some wine and sat alone at his desk.

“Ling Sui, in the end you really went.”