sjar Chapter 59: Nine Lifetimes of Tragic Fate, Part 3: The Princess's Tale - Bloodstained Palace, U
Chapter 59: Nine Lifetimes of Tragic Fate, Part 3: The Princess's Tale - Bloodstained Palace, U
Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Tragic Fate of Nine Lifetimes - The Third Princess's Story: Bloodstained Palace, Unforgettable Love
The Regent, carrying the Third Princess, rushed into the inner palace like a gust of wind and gently placed her on the bed. His voice was hoarse with anxiety as he roared at the imperial physicians, "Quickly! Do everything in your power to save the princess! If anything goes wrong, none of you will live!" At this moment, the Third Princess was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, her lips trembled slightly, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
She slightly opened her eyes, a hint of reproach in her exquisitely beautiful smile: "Black Wind, why have you been silent for these three years? You promised to come see me, but I've waited countless days and nights, and haven't even received a single letter to let me know you're safe." The Third Princess's voice was soft yet filled with sorrow, each word like a sharp blade piercing the Regent's heart. "For these three years, I've prayed before Buddha every day, only asking Buddha to bless you with peace and well-being, only hoping for your return, and then I would give myself to you. But you..." At this point, her voice grew weaker, and her breath became intermittent.
The Regent gazed at her, his heart aching, tears welling in his eyes, yet he forced them back. He grasped the Third Princess's hand, gently placing it on his cheek, his voice trembling, "Princess, I...I have my reasons. I wrote you a letter, but for some reason, it vanished without a trace." His heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach, hating himself for not being able to stay by her side, hating the cruel trick of fate.
The imperial physicians surrounded the bed, their faces grave, shaking their heads and sighing. One of the older physicians reported helplessly, "Your Highness, the princess has lost too much blood and her injuries are too severe. We are truly powerless to help her."
Upon hearing this, the Regent was struck dumb, his whole body swaying. His eyes reddened as he glared at the royal physicians: "You bunch of useless fools! Think of another way, or I will not forgive you!" But he also knew that this was just a desperate roar.
The Third Princess felt a pang of pity for the Regent. She gently shook her head and said in a weak voice, "Let them leave. I want to spend my last moments with you and talk to you."
The Regent looked at her, his eyes filled with pain and struggle, but in the end he waved his hand, dismissing the royal physicians. He forced a smile, knelt down, and gently cupped the Third Princess's face in his hands, his fingers lightly combing through her disheveled hair: "Princess, do you have any regrets? As long as it is within my power, I will do it for you."
A hint of reminiscence flashed in the Third Princess's eyes as she slowly spoke, "Do you know that I came here with my uncle when I was young? It was a day of heavy snowfall, so heavy that the mountains were blocked, and we were trapped in a temple. There, I met a handsome young man who had been poisoned and was unconscious. My uncle and I found a divine physician to save him, but he had gone blind from the poison and could not see me. We still became friends, and when we parted, we exchanged tokens. He gave me a moon jade pendant, and I gave him a little rabbit jade pendant. We promised to meet again when we grew up. But later, I left in a hurry and never saw him again. Perhaps he has already forgotten me. This is my greatest regret in this life." As she spoke, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes mischievously gleamed with a hint of teasing, as if she were recalling a beautiful dream, her gaze fixed on the man she loved most, afraid of missing a single expression on his face.
The Regent listened to the Third Princess's story, his heart filled with turmoil. He recalled that the Third Princess had mentioned this matter when she was drunk, but he hadn't paid attention at the time because he hadn't clearly heard what the jade pendant looked like. Now… His voice trembled with excitement: "Princess, the young man you mentioned is me. During the palace turmoil, my mother died protecting me. I was poisoned and fled to a temple, where you saved me. But later, due to a series of misunderstandings, I mistook the Prime Minister's illegitimate daughter for you, which led to the situation we have today."
The Third Princess's eyes were filled with surprise and emotion: "So, it really is you. Are you really that little brother? This fate is truly wondrous." Her smile grew even more poignant. "Unfortunately, my days are numbered, and I cannot continue our past relationship. But to know the truth at the last moment of my life and to recognize you, I have no regrets in this life. It's just that I still don't know your name. My name is Ye Yuhuan. My father said that I should enjoy all the joys of the rest of my life, and that everything should be joyful."
The Regent, tears streaming down his face, held the Third Princess's hand tightly against his cheek: "Yu Huan, 'All is well,' what a beautiful name. My name is Nian Jin, 'always remembering the beauty.' Yu Huan, never say such things again. I will not let you leave me; we still have so much to do. Yu Huan, I want to marry you and spend my life with you. Yu Huan, let's have many children together, watch the sunrise and sunset, admire the stars and the sea, and listen to the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers."
The Third Princess nodded slightly, her eyes filled with longing: "Nianjin, promise me you will live well." Her voice grew softer and softer, her breath becoming weaker and weaker, "Little brother, it's so good to see you grow up... Nianjin... I'm sorry... I promised you... the stars and the sea... to be together for life... In this life... I'm afraid I... can't do it... I want to go home..." Before she could finish speaking, her hand slowly slid down, and her eyes gently closed.
"Princess! Ah..." The Regent cried out in despair, embracing the Third Princess tightly, heartbroken. His voice echoed in the empty inner palace, as if trying to break free of the palace walls and call back the Third Princess's soul. "Yu Huan, how could you leave me like this? We promised to be together for life, how could you break your promise?"
After a long while, the Regent slowly rose, his eyes empty and numb. He ordered the palace servants, "Help the Queen wash and dress, prepare a coffin." His voice was eerily calm, yet it conveyed a deep, suppressed grief and regret. "I want to take the Queen home, back to the place she longed for."
He gazed at the Third Princess's cold face, his heart filled with remorse: "If I had confessed my feelings when I was at the border, if I had investigated the events of that year sooner, Yu Huan, perhaps none of this tragedy would have happened. I have lost the love of my life, Yu Huan, and this pain will stay with me for the rest of my life." He gently stroked the Third Princess's face, as if touching the most precious yet most fragile treasure in the world. "Princess, I have wronged you in this life, but in the next, I will surely never leave you."
It was all too late. The love of his life, they could never embrace again, and he would never again hear her affectionately call him Nianjin, or call him "little brother"...
Sobbing... A tear clung to Cheng Ruyi's eye as she remained trapped in the memories of her nine lifetimes of reincarnation, unwilling to awaken. If it weren't for the memory resurfacing... Sigh~ So this is how tragic my life has been, loving but not being loved, bound by love across two worlds... Nine lifetimes of tragic fate... That reincarnation in that life was truly tragic and miserable... If I hadn't experienced it myself, it wouldn't feel real enough, like a grand dream, a dream shattered, a dream awakened, everything turned into an illusion... Sigh~ It's over again... This lifetime of reincarnation memories has even brought a pang of heartache to me...
It's strange, really. Why would someone with a "lucky koi" constitution experience such a tragic cycle of reincarnation? Why does each life bring different suffering, different kinds of pain—and different ways of suffering each time, yet the outcome is always the same: heartbreaking. Shouldn't a "lucky koi" constitution bring good fortune, protection from misfortune, great wealth, and abundant blessings? Shouldn't one be born to avert disaster and bring good luck to others? Does encountering a "lucky koi" guarantee great fortune and fulfillment of all wishes? Hmm, why, after regaining the memories of my nine tragic reincarnations, have I suddenly lost faith in this unique "lucky koi" constitution? The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel. The return of my memories has given me a whiff of conspiracy… It feels like these nine tragic lives shouldn't have been my original experiences. It's as if some unseen force is silently pushing and manipulating things… It feels like everything was deliberately arranged. All the tragic fates of my previous nine lives seem intentional, as if a powerful hand is controlling everything, orchestrating all the tragedies…
Hmm~ Cheng Ruyi suddenly felt a warm sensation all over her body. A small flame suddenly leaped out of her soul, instantly igniting all the meridians in her body. Hmm~ Her perception has become stronger again. What's going on? Her soul has become even more profound for no reason, and her cultivation level has also shown a slight loosening. Why is this? Tsk tsk, I just had a flash of inspiration, but it vanished in an instant. It came too fast, and I missed it. Maybe next time! It seems that only by restoring my strength can I truly understand the whole story and break all the seals on me. Heh… that fleeting inspiration felt especially important to me. What exactly it was, I don't yet know with my current strength. Only by becoming stronger can I figure it out. Whatever it is—a conspiracy, a hidden hand, intentional manipulation, or deliberate control—I, Cheng Ruyi, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao: Old Yinbi and Old Wangbadan, you'd better listen up! Now that I'm back, you'd better keep your dirty deeds hidden. Don't let me discover them. If I ever do, not one of you will have a good time. Once I regain my strength and conquer all realms, I will make sure you suffer endless chaos and unrest! If I don't have good luck, then you won't have any either. Let me make a small wish, something not too harsh. If it's all over, it won't be fun. May you be plagued by bad luck, far from good fortune, and suddenly suffer calamities. May disaster and hardship forever accompany you… Heh…
Demon Lord of the Demon Realm: Achoo! Oh my god! Cough cough! That almost killed me! How did my perfectly good cave collapse like that...?
An old Yinbi from the divine realm: Achoo! Achoo! Break! Break! Break! Break! Why can't I break through? I was just about to have a chance to break through! Let's try again, break through! The tribulation clouds in the sky were dense and pitch black. The world-destroying tribulation lightning seemed to pierce through all the worlds. It crackled and crackled as it struck the old Yinbi. Ouch! My life is over! He spat out a mouthful of blood. Ouch! He almost lost his life. The old Yinbi's hair exploded from the world-destroying tribulation lightning. His face was pitch black, and his body was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The air seemed to be filled with the aroma of meat...
A certain realm: Achoo~ Achoo~ I'm doomed, shut up, you beast~ You beast, how dare you~ Ah... You beast, how dare you kill your master? Ah... Let go, my leg~ Ah... You beast... Ah... It hurts so much...
A certain world: Achoo...
A certain world: Achoo...
Different tragedies unfolded one after another in a certain realm, each one experiencing its own unique misfortune and tragedy. It was as if a mysterious and unpredictable force was driving these tragedies forward. Across all realms, cataclysmic lightning was being unleashed, striking immortals and gods alike, leaving them charred and burnt. Oops...tsk tsk tsk... From time to time, cries of "Ah...I'm doomed...Ah...Don't come any closer...Ah..." filled the air with the irresistible aroma of Orleans-style roasted chicken wings...
I wonder if Da Bai can figure it out. I'll ask Da Bai when I have time; maybe he can give me a hint! Sigh… Let's see if there are any clues in the other nine tragic reincarnations. Cheng Ruyi closed her eyes once more, feeling the memories wash over her again…
Commenter: Ahem~ Words come true, as expected, you truly live up to your reputation for attracting good fortune. Brother, I really admire your courage. Courage, did Liang Jingru give you that? Tsk tsk tsk, so tragic. Hmm~ To be honest, it's still lacking in Orleans flavor, a bit of cumin, a bit of chili powder, and a touch of black pepper~ Perfect! There's nothing a barbecue can't solve. If one meal isn't enough, then two, three, hmph! Your good fortune hasn't even reached its peak yet, and you guys can't handle it? Tsk tsk tsk, this is just an appetizer, nothing more. Ahem~ I came, I left, I'm outta here~ The stage manager isn't home today, so I, the commenter, am the king. The king sent me to patrol the mountain~ Hey~ I'll take a stroll through the human world~ Hey~ Beat my drum~ Knock my gong~ Life needs rhythm~ Today is a good day~ Hey~ Hooray~ Curtain call~ The Three Princesses' Nine Lives of Tragic Fate has come to an end. I hope all the darlings can find their own light in the cracks. See you in the next chapter~ Grey Grey~
Old rules
The author worked tirelessly
Baozi praised it enthusiastically
May all my precious children have great fortune and all their wishes come true! (＞?＜?)