"What's the matter, are you still worried about your mother and concubine?" Qin Waner put a cloak on Murong Shun and whispered softly, "My mother and concubine are so blessed that nothing will happen to her."
When Qin Wan'er said these words, she felt that she was trying to comfort people. Even so, she could only use such words to comfort Murong Shun, who had been worried these past few days.
"Wan'er, I'm really afraid that my mother-in-law will leave me. I can't bear such pain and torture." Murong Shun held Qin Waner in his arms and said softly.
Qin Waner smiled, giving Murong Shun a sense of stability and said: "Don't be afraid, it won't happen."
"When I was young, I lost my mother. Originally, my seventh brother was the adopted son of my mother and concubine. I watched my seventh brother grow up, just like mother and son. However, since I was raised by my mother and concubine, my mother and concubine told my father that I would
I will never forget the kindness of my seventh brother being raised by other concubines." Murong Shun was slightly moved. Thinking of the kindness the noble concubine had to Murong Shun in the past, she couldn't help but shed tears.
"Your Majesty, something is not right." The eunuch serving in the Shouning Palace came out in a hurry and knelt down on the ground, "The Imperial Concubine is not good."
"What?" Murong Shun was shocked and quickly took Qin Wan'er's hand and ran straight into the palace.
At that time, the whole hall was filled with cries, the palace ladies were kneeling on the ground, and Murong Xiao's expression was indifferent and concealed a little sadness. Perhaps his feelings for the noble concubine were not as strong as Murong Shun's.
If I leave it to other concubines to raise me, it’s not because I have taken a fancy to the emperor and is his legitimate son.
However, after all, there was a bond between mother and child, and this is a fact that cannot be let go of.
"Mother Concubine" Murong Shun grabbed the imperial concubine's hand, which was already shaking, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Your Majesty." The imperial concubine smiled and glanced at Murong Xiao who was standing by her side. She stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to take Murong Xiao's hand. Murong Xiao hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her hand and held it.
The hand of the imperial concubine "Your Majesty, the Ai family knows that the end is approaching. The only hope is that you two brothers can always be in harmony."
Ever since Murong Xiao was sent away by the imperial concubine, she and the imperial concubine had been just strangers. Now on her death bed, she was begging for herself helplessly. For a moment, she just felt mixed emotions in her heart.
Both of them knew in their hearts that a battle with each other was inevitable. For the sake of the throne, and the woman they both loved, this bloody battle was already destined.
"I promise." Murong Shun sighed and replied solemnly, looking at Murong Xiao again.
"I agree too." Murong Xiao finally agreed. Only Qin Waner on the side could hear the uncertainty in their voices.
"Aijia, you can finally leave, feel free to leave." The imperial concubine smiled and closed her eyes.
"Mother Concubine" Murong Shun cried loudly and couldn't stop the tears from flowing out. Murong Xiao was also stunned. At this moment, the original resentment towards the noble concubine disappeared, and she also felt the same pain as Murong Shun in her heart.
Qin Wan'er just ordered the palace people to prepare for the funeral ceremony. Seeing Murong Shun holding the concubine's hand tightly with a miserable expression, she knew that this was not the time to persuade her. Now what she should do was to arrange the final funeral arrangements.
It’s just my own meager strength
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"Unbridled" Murong Shun, wearing mourning clothes, fiercely threw the memorial in his hand to the ground