Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 672 - 330 Return to Heaven_2

Chapter 672: Chapter 330 Return to Heaven_2

The Emperor couldn’t help but reach out for the Dragon Ball, but Prince Ning swiftly retracted his hand, grasping the Dragon Ball tightly.

The Emperor’s head buzzed, his gaze persistently following Prince Ning’s hand that held the Dragon Ball.

From his bosom Prince Ning drew out an imperial edict and placed it on the Dragon Desk, surprisingly an edict to pass the throne to Zhu Xiangsheng. He stated word by word, "Father, please affix the imperial seal. Once you stamp it, the Dragon Ball is yours to take to the heavens as you desire. If you refuse, I will crush this Dragon Ball. If you doubt my resolve, put me to the test."

At this moment, the Emperor felt as though his body had been drained, as light as a sheet of paper. He looked at the Dragon Ball, then again at his eldest son who, despite smiling, was emanating malicious energy. Powerless and at wit’s end, he said feebly, "Enough, enough. Take the world if you want it." Following this, he gave Eunuch Cui a meaningful glance.

Eunuch Cui scrambled up and from a secret compartment next to the Dragon Chair where the Emperor sat, he took out the imperial seal and stamped it upon the edict.

Prince Ning nodded in satisfaction, stowing the edict securely into his chest.

The Emperor’s face turned ashen, murmuring with tears, "The world has still returned to Ning after all. I wonder if the Zhu dynasty will continue through the generations. I toiled for decades to build Daqian into a prosperous nation. I thought I would face the ancestors with honor, but..."

"The ’world returned to Ning, Daqian will fall’ is nothing but a slanderous rumor concocted by monks hired by Prince Li and the Ye family, intended to frame and trap me. Father, you really believed it and suppressed me at every turn, deeply hurting your son... Yet, please be at ease, Father, I will ensure that the Zhu dynasty of Daqian continues for generations," said Prince Ning.

As he spoke, he felt the Dragon Ball in his left palm grow hot, hotter and hotter still.

It was time to hand it over.

After finishing his words, Prince Ning bowed and presented the Dragon Ball to the Emperor with both hands.

The Emperor attempted to rise to receive the Dragon Ball, but his body refused to cooperate, forcing him to sit and accept the Dragon Ball reverently. He stared intently at the Dragon Ball, his eyes growing increasingly hollow, as if he saw the High Ancestor Emperor summoning him from the heavens.

He forced a smile, his cloudy eyes then shifting back to Prince Ning, and with his final ounce of strength, he said, "I have complied with your wish, I also hope you will treat your brothers kindly."

Prince Ning’s eyes, which had softened, sharpened again as he responded, "Treat them kindly? When have they ever treated me with kindness? I only have one son, yet they wished upon me nothing short of utter extermination, ultimately causing the death of the Princess who shared my misfortunes. Father, why didn’t you ask them to show mercy then, to treat me with kindness?"

Seeing the old Emperor’s lips move without producing sound, his eyes increasingly lifeless but still pleading with him, Prince Ning added, "Please rest assured, Father, except for Lao Wu, I will treat the other brothers well."

With a deep sigh, the old Emperor slumped back in the Dragon Chair and breathed his last.

Prince Ning called out loudly, "Someone come."

Several people came in from outside, including Wan Erniu and Manjiang.

...

The day had already dawned, and Qian Yixiu was still sleeping in. Sister Zeng, feeling pity for her having been exhausted by the journey and its special circumstances, didn’t have the heart to wake her.

Sister Zeng, along with a few maids, was sewing in the upper room, telling Blue Bead about how beautiful Guiyuan was, making Blue Bead and the other girls who hadn’t been there envious.

As they were laughing and chatting, the little maid at the door hurriedly ushered Butler Wong in, looking flustered. Butler Wong was usually very steady, so his demeanor now greatly startled Sister Zeng.

Sister Zeng quickly got up and asked, "Oh my, what happened, why is Butler Wong in such a state?"

Gasping from running, Butler Wong replied urgently, "Hurry, hurry, I need to see the first lady, it is a major crisis, the Emperor has passed away."

The moment his words fell, the room erupted in panic.

Sister Zeng rushed into the bedroom with Blue Bead and Zi Zhu to wake up Qian Yixiu, "Miss, wake up quickly, Butler Wong has come to report a major event, the Emperor has passed away."

Qian Yixiu was still dreaming of Duke Zhou when they shook her awake, and she sat up in a flurry. It took her a moment to recall the Old Monk’s words, "When the Dragon Ball appears, the True Dragon will Return to Heaven." Prince Ning, having secured the Dragon Ball, would surely have visited the Palace, and upon seeing the Dragon Ball, the old Emperor would die.

She quickly got dressed, and with the maids’ help, she made a simple toilette before heading to the hall.

Seeing Qian Yixiu emerge, Butler Wong hurried forward and reported, "Miss, something strange happened last night, the Capital City suddenly went under strict guard. Just now, posters have been put up everywhere, announcing that the late Emperor Qianwen passed away during the night, and Prince Ning has ascended the throne, declaring national mourning."