I took over after the heroine of the abusive novel ran away

Chapter 169: Women’s Love for the Country (22)

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather turned cooler. After an autumn rain, a cold wave came. Murong Jin fell ill again and never got up again.

The first snow this year came relatively early. On the last day of October, white snowflakes floated from the sky.

Liu Shu hasn't attended court for several days and has been staying with Murong Jin.

That day, Murong Jin suddenly became more energetic. He gently pulled Liu Shu's hand and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Ah Shu, I heard from Fu'er this morning that it's snowing outside. Come with me to enjoy the snow!"

Liu Shu paused holding the medicine and looked at Murong Jin's thin face, her nose feeling slightly sour.

She put down the medicine bowl in her hand, smiled and nodded at him, "Okay!"

after a while

Murong Jin was wearing a thick fox fur coat and leaning on Liu Shu's shoulder. They sat on the soft couch by the window, holding hands and hugging each other. Outside the window, white snowflakes were slowly falling in the air, and the ground was covered with white light.

A cold wind blew over, and a few snowflakes floated over the windowsill and into the house. Murong Jin stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell into his hand.

He felt a cool sensation in his palms, and he smiled softly, saying with some curiosity, "So this is what snow feels like."

Liu Shu held his cold hand, trying to warm it up, "Ajin, the snow is too cold."

Murong Jin shook his head and looked at the snowflakes in his hand with great interest. "It doesn't matter. I want to see. I have never touched snow before. I want to experience what it feels like."

Liu Shu's smile faded and her eyes were sad.

She helped Murong Jin sit down, then stood up and ran outside the hall, grabbed a handful of snow, rolled a small snowball the size of a baby's fist, and gently placed it in Murong Jin's hand.

"for you."

Murong Jin held the snowball in his hand and chuckled.

"Ah Shu, are you treating me like Fu'er?"

Liu Shu shook her head and said seriously, "That's not right. I've never coaxed Fu'er with such patience. I've only coaxed you like this."

Murong Jin was stunned for a moment, then he smiled broadly, his eyes and eyebrows full of happiness.

Liu Shu took the snowball from his hand, pulled his hand over, and put his palm against her face.

"The snow is too cold. I'll warm you up."

Looking at Liu Shu who was so gentle, Murong Jin's heart moved slightly. He held her face with both hands and gave her a soft and cold kiss with pity on her forehead.

Liu Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly. She slowly closed her eyes and put her arms around his waist. The two of them snuggled together quietly like mandarin ducks.

"Ashu, do you... love me?" Murong Jin let out a breath and asked the question that had been lingering in his mind.

Liu Shu was stunned. She didn't expect Murong Jin to ask her this question.

Love?

She was not sure about the answer to this question.

Murong Jin is a very good person with a gentle personality. Due to physical reasons, his emotions cannot fluctuate greatly and he cannot think too much, so he always gives people a very indifferent impression.

But such a man, since marrying her, has been thinking about her all the time.

After spending several years together day and night, she naturally had feelings for Murong Jin.

She knew that Murong Jin loved her, and he had never concealed his love for her.

But she couldn't say that she loved Murong Jin, but she did like him.

Liu Shu gently touched his face, looked up to meet his expectant gaze, chuckled, and spoke slowly.

"I love you, Jin!"

If this was what he wanted to hear, then she was willing to give him a perfect answer.

Murong Jin's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but smile widely. His brows were filled with joy, the joy of getting what he wanted. He hugged Liu Shu tightly.

"I love you, Ah Shu! Thank you!"

Thank you for coming into my life. You let me have something I never dared to ask for, and brought bright colors to my gray life.

He didn't want to tell the truth from the falsehood in Liu Shu's words. He believed what she said. Even if she was lying to him, it didn't matter. She was willing to lie to him, which was a kind of preference for him.

Murong Jin gently kissed the hair beside her ear and closed his eyes. A tear at the corner of his eye quietly slid down his face and dripped into the fox fur collar, leaving no trace.

I really hope I will never wake up from this dream.

After a while, Murong Jin let go of Liu Shu, exhaled lightly, and said

"Ah Shu, ask Zong and the ministers to come into the palace!"

Liu Shu paused, looked at Murong Jin's increasingly rosy face, and said softly, "Okay."

Murong Jin was very ill this time. In addition, Liu Shu had recently tightened martial law in the capital, and even the Imperial Guards in the palace had been mobilized several times. Many people guessed that Murong Jin might be dying soon.

Liu Shu had not attended court for several days, and suddenly summoned important ministers and Prince Zong of the court into the palace.

Everyone already had a bad feeling in their hearts.

After entering the palace, the ministers saw Murong Jin lying on the dragon bed and immediately knew what was going on.

It seems that Your Majesty is about to make arrangements for your funeral arrangements.

On the surface, everyone looked sad, but in fact, they were secretly excited.

Every change of the throne is an opportunity for them.

Before his death, Murong Jin issued two imperial edicts in the capacity of emperor in front of all the ministers.

One is to make Murong Fu the Crown Princess.

Another one is to pass the throne to Liu Shu.

Both of these imperial edicts were beyond everyone's expectations.

From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of any emperor passing the throne to the empress before his death. How ridiculous is this.

As soon as the decree was announced, it was met with fierce opposition from everyone.

They could accept a queen and a queen mother who continued to rule the country, but an empress, this... this completely overturned their cognition, and their three views received a severe impact.

They thought Murong Jin was crazy, and some even suspected that Liu Shu had given Murong Jin some kind of mind-controlling poison.

Otherwise, how could Murong Jin do such a ridiculous thing.

Liu Shu was also somewhat surprised by Murong Jin's final decision. Although she had already made preparations, she could still obtain the throne even without Murong Jin's order.

But she was still somewhat touched that Murong Jin could do this.

Seeing Murong Jin's face beginning to turn gloomy, Liu Shu waved her hand and ordered people to drag the minister who was howling in the hall to a side hall and lock him up.

Murong Jin was lying on the bed, his consciousness was a little hazy. He stretched out his hand with great effort and called out weakly, "Ah...Ah Shu! And Fu'er."

Liu Shu sat down beside the dragon bed, gently held the hand that Murong Jin extended to her, her voice choked with sobs.

"Ajin, Fu'er and I are here."

Murong Fu, who had just been trying hard not to cry, could no longer hold back, and she lay down on the edge of the bed, tightly grasping Murong Jin's hand and began to sob.

"Father, wuwuwuwu...Father, please don't...please don't leave Fuer. You said you would teach Fuer to write. You can't break your promise. And Fuer can ride a horse now. Fuer said she would take you riding in the future. Please wait for Fuer."