In November of the 22nd year of Tianze, Wen Xiaotu came to the Yinian Hall wearing a fox fur coat to attend to his illness. Concubine Shu Xin Ruozhi and Xiu Yi Lu Hengzhi came out of the inner room to greet her.
Wen Xiaotu glanced at the low curtain of the inner hall and asked in a low voice: "How is the queen mother?"
Xin Ruozhi sighed: "It's still the same, with more coma and less conscious time. The imperial doctor said, I'm afraid it will only last a few days."
Wen Xiaotu didn't have many surprises. He just lamented the twilight of his life, "The coffin has been prepared over at Yongxiang, so I should rush to it." - Although the Queen Mother's illness cannot be cured, it should be prepared.
We have made preparations a few years ago, but the Queen Mother may not be able to survive this year.
Since the Empress Dowager became seriously ill, Wen Xiaotu arranged for the concubines to take turns attending to the illness day and night. It was said that they were attending to the illness, but in fact, they did not need to personally serve the illness. The main thing was to look after the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager was critically ill, so at least there were juniors to watch over her.
Wen Xiaotu glanced at the bloodshot eyes of Lu Xiuyi, and suddenly asked: "How are your days, the second prince?" - Lu Xiuyi is the second concubine in the palace after Shude, and she is also the head of the throne, serving as a waiter.
It's inevitable.
Lu Xiuyi said: "Jing Ke is well-behaved and sensible, and he has enough time to take care of me. Please rest assured, Madam."
Idiot Mr. Yu, I didn’t expect that it would come in handy.
Wen Xiaotu nodded, "That's good."
"You guys stayed vigil all night last night. You must be tired. Go back and have a rest first." Wen Xiaotu said softly.
"Thank you, Queen!"
Nowadays, the main concubines who take turns to serve the sick are Shu Fei, De Fei, Lu Xiuyi, Jiang Jieyu, and Cui Cairen, plus the prince Jingjun and the second princess Jinshu - Wen Xiaotu's porridge and rice have now been
You can now be used as an adult.
It stands to reason that Princess Jiashan should return to the palace to serve her grandmother as a filial duty, but as her delivery date is approaching, she cannot enter the palace no matter what.
The inner bedroom of the Yi Nian Palace was filled with the lingering smell of medicine. The Queen Mother was sleeping quietly on the couch, her face was thin, old and haggard, lifeless at this moment. Wen Xiaotu hurriedly reached out and reached under the Queen Mother's nose.
, fortunately, I can still breathe.
At this moment, the sleeping Queen Mother suddenly moved her lips twice and made a weak voice: "Yong... Zhao..."
As a dying mother, what she misses the most is naturally her children.
These days the emperor comes to the Yi Nian Palace every day, but this time the emperor is still attending the morning court.
Suddenly, the Queen Mother uttered a low voice as if she was talking in sleep: "Rutu..."
Wen Xiaotu was suddenly startled.
"The Aijia... never thought that someone would... assassinate Yong Zhao... the Aijia didn't mean to... suppress her..." The Queen Mother's voice was stumbling and almost inaudible.
It turned out that the Queen Mother actually felt guilty for delaying her decision to make her Queen earlier. In fact, the Queen Mother could not be blamed.
And it was precisely this queen's honor that became the trigger for Luo Yuan's anger and resentment, and even wanted to kill her.
If the Queen Mother had agreed earlier, maybe Luo would have conspired with Fang to assassinate her earlier.
"Yong Zhao... don't resent the Aijia..." Tears overflowed from the corners of the Queen Mother's tightly closed eyes.
Wen Xiaotu said quickly: "The emperor no longer resents you."
She didn't know if the Queen Mother heard it, but anyway, the Queen Mother didn't utter any more murmurs, and she fell into a slumber again.
About half an hour later, the emperor arrived at the Yi Nian Hall, where Grandma Baitan was leading two maidens with nimble hands and feet to wipe the body of the Queen Mother.
Wen Xiaotu then withdrew from the inner room and whispered to the emperor what the Queen Mother had just said.
Ming Zhao was silent for a moment, "I understand."
Wen Xiaotu said: "I have taken the liberty of informing the Queen Mother that you no longer resent her."
Ming Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's time now, so it doesn't hurt to say a few nice words to coax the queen."
Wen Xiaotu was stunned. What he said... made him seem to be resentful of the Queen Mother?
At this moment, Grandma Bai Tan ran out with her eyes red with tears, fell to her knees with a thud, and cried: "The Emperor, the Queen, the Queen Mother - they are dead!"
Wen Xiaotu was stunned, the Queen Mother... must have heard her words just now, right? That's why she let go with peace of mind.
The winter of the 22nd year of Tianze was spent in state mourning. After all, the Queen Mother was not her biological mother, and Wen Xiaotu could not be too sad. However, she still tried her best to make the Queen Mother's funeral solemn and grand, and send her off in a glorious manner.
The empress dowager.
Princess Jiashan's first child was born in the first month of the second year. It is said that he was a boy with a loud cry.
Because he was born during the national mourning period, the three full-month baptisms can only be handled simply.
After leaving the country for mourning, His Majesty the Emperor issued an order to name Princess Jiashan and Cheng Jihua's eldest son "Minglang".
Wen Xiaotu complained endlessly in his heart. For those who didn't know better, he thought that his consort Cheng Jihua was his wife!
The third generation of the Chengyi Marquis Mansion was born with the surname "Ming", and the Daxuan royal family had the surname "Ming". Although Cheng Minglang's name is not very good, it can also be seen that the emperor loved Princess Jiashan.
The scenery of the Summer Palace is very beautiful. The spring of the 23rd year of Tianze warmed up very early. It was only February. The pear blossoms and magnolias were blooming like snow.
Accompanied by the emperor, Wen Xiaotu took a walk by the stream. The air was filled with sweet fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
The palace people were all waiting at a distance, not daring to disturb the emperor's good mood.
Emperor Mingzhao's eyebrows relaxed, "I found that Atu has grown taller than when she first married me."
Wen Xiaotu was stunned and couldn't help but stop, "Is there any?" - Counting on his fingers, this was already her third year as queen, and she was about to turn eighteen.
Ming Zhao gestured to his chest and said, "You just came to me when you first married me, and now...it barely reaches my shoulders."
Wen Xiaotu looked at His Majesty the Emperor who was still as tall as before, but she was still nearly thirty centimeters shorter than His Majesty!
A'tu sighed: "I probably won't grow any taller."
In this life, he seems to be a little taller than Wen Rutu, but that's all.
The emperor smiled clearly: "Why does Atu look like a child? It doesn't matter if the woman is taller or shorter?"
Wen Xiaotu complained: Even a woman wants to be tall and have long legs! She is short and dumpy, like an immature Lolita!
The spring breeze suddenly picked up, blowing up countless flying flowers, among which a white pear blossom fell on Ata's loose bun, which looked delicate and charming.
Ming Zhao raised his hand to brush away the petals, "Atu is in his prime, but I am almost no longer confused."
Wen Xiaotu complained: Yes, he is twenty years older than me now.
Then he smiled and changed the subject: "Let's go sit in the water pavilion in front for a while. My legs are a little sore."
Ming Zhao immediately showed a doting smile and nodded to his little wife, "Okay."
Watching thousands of pear blossoms bloom in the water pavilion is undoubtedly a very beautiful scene. Wen Xiaotu held her chin up and looked out the window at the snow-like pear forest, with a sense of contentment on her delicate little face.
Atu admired the pear blossoms, Ming Zhaoshang looked at Atu.