He actually asked this question.

When he was dying, he just needed an answer - to accompany him for thousands of years of darkness.

Tears fall like rain.

Maybe it was hot tears falling on his face.

Emperor Hongwen's eyes became clearer.

Her face was even more clearly visible, and even her hair that had begun to be messy - gray - her hair that had begun to be gray.

Just like her.

Years of worry.

He reached out.

In my mind, the country, the country, the father, the son, the country, the country, and the country have become very far away. Only this woman is the real one.

Only she is the non-illusory existence in front of her.

"Fangfei...Fangfei..."

He used all his strength.

She also used all her strength.

Hold him tightly.

Even the ministers outside the door, even the palace, even everything... There was only him in his eyes and in his heart.

It's like the first time we meet.

She lowered her head and stared into his eyes.

He used all his strength and sincerity - a secret that he had never told in his life to suppress the heart. He suddenly became indifferent and had no scruples, just like in the Prince's Mansion, everything was right.

"Hong...I love you...I have always loved you..."

Yes.

Always loved.

From the first love of a girlhood, to the friendship in the cold palace - to the resentment after the birth of her son...

Which one is not full of love?

However, he did not listen to her words. Perhaps it had lost its effect on him. He just looked at her hair and looked infinitely sympathetic: "Fangfei... poor Fangfei... in the future, only

Thank you for your hard work…”

He doesn't care about anything.

If she could stand to the top—he would rather let her stand.

He is different from his ancestors.

He is no longer guarded.

Even the mind began to become weak.

Just like owing to her.

A wind blows.

On the branches of the door.

Perhaps, there are also children's crying softly.

However, no one was interested in paying attention to his son - in the world of the two, even his son was completely ignored.

Emperor Hongwen's eyes moved away from Fangfei's face, and soon took them back, and still fell on her face - the beauty is still as beautiful as she is still haggard...

Just those years?

"Fangfei...poor Fangfei...poor Honger..."

He just felt sorry for her when he died.

Poor your son.

"Fangfei..."

This sentence rolls in the throat.

There is no more strength to come out.

Then, it was like a piece of string, and at the end of the period, the high notes went up and the ending came, and the lingering sound was lingering, but it stopped abruptly.

Emperor Hongwen's voice suddenly disappeared.

Outside the window, it suddenly became a little brighter.

Fangfei's heartbeat stopped in an instant.

His eyes fell on his face.

In an instant, Emperor Hongwen suddenly changed - he became so young and so handsome - just like the first time he met.

She looked at him in surprise.

Feeling so joyful and so surprised.

Even his hands were warm, covering her hands firmly, and they never suffocated.

She even felt that he had just fallen asleep.

I recovered from a serious illness and woke up.

It's like a joke.

Just a joke in the prime of life.

She lowered her head and leaned against him.

Very tired, his eyes were closed, as if he could hear gurgling sounds, and the bloodlines flowed slowly, slowly, and finally...

Slowly, in her arms, her heartbeat began to steadily... and steadily, steadily...

No more...

She felt that she had lost her heartbeat.

There is no more sorrow.

Just fit in, lie on the bed with him.

Outside the door, there was a cry of a son.

It's vague.

She couldn't hear or feel—even forgot about her mother's duties—

Even Biluga's death was even more confused - back then, I didn't know everything, there was a psychic master.

Today, there is nothing, and all the final diagnosis comes entirely from yourself.

There is no chance to make fraud.

Only in this way can I cry.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the dark room empty.

How many times did Emperor Hongwen long for him to lie here like this with him - she knew it; but it was the last time when she lies here for the first time.

Even Emperor Hongwen's last brothers and feet began to become cold.

It was very cold pressing on her chest.

Just like his completely cold face, and his last breath: "Fangfei...poor Fangfei..."

This is the last sentence he left to her.

Unlike Luo Jia, the last sentence she left was to take care of his son—

Emperor Hongwen, at the last moment, he even forgot his son.

Both of them forgot the child.

Outside the door, the child cried hysterically.

No matter how precocious he is or how emperor he is, he cannot hide it. He is a child after all - he is hiding in the crack of the door, just like other children, watching his father fall down and the empress dowager fall down...

He rushed in.

Grasp the father's hand.

Cold hands.

"Father, Father..."

He was shocked by the coldness and trembled all over. In a panic, he took the Queen Mother's hand and cried whimper: "The Queen Mother... The Queen Mother... I'm scared, Honger is scared..."

The empress dowager's hands were also cold, and her eyes were even closed and could not be opened.
To be continued...