"Emperor..." Empress Dowager Wuya stood up on the hospital bed with difficulty.
His filial son, His Majesty Yongzheng, hurriedly helped her and stuffed a few soft pillows behind her. Today, Yongzheng seemed particularly patient, "Empress, my son is here."
Empress Dowager Wuya looked at the eldest son who was no longer young, and felt a little dazed. She raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch the emperor's forehead, but slowly lowered it. Her tone was a little sad: "The emperor seems to be pregnant.
I have gray hair..."
Yongzheng was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at his mother, who had gray hair on her temples: "Did the Queen just discover that her son has gray hair today?"
Shu Jin was standing by the bedside at this moment, holding a bowl of medicine in her hand. She was supposed to remind the Queen Mother to take the medicine, but now... looking at the atmosphere, it would be better for her to pretend to be dumb.
It seems that Yongzheng had gray hair that year due to taking drugs. He just wore various hats all the time, so it was not easy to notice.
But the mother-in-law never found out, which shows how much she ignored her son.
"Really..." Empress Dowager Wu Ya sighed faintly, "The Ai family only remembers you when you were young and powerful..." You were young and powerful, but also extremely tough.
Yongzheng's tone was a little cold: "The Queen is joking, who can stay young and strong forever? I will grow old too."
Queen Mother Wu Ya also heard that her emperor son's tone was unkind, but she couldn't help but smile: "The emperor is the emperor, and he is blessed by God. Unlike the Ai family, he is really old."
Queen Mother Wu Ya is indeed old, her hair on her temples is like frost, her eyes and eyebrows are full of wrinkles, and her smile is sad.
Yongzheng was silent for a moment.
Seeing this, Shu Jin said, "Queen Mother, the medicine is no longer hot."
Yongzheng raised his hand and said: "I am here to serve the Queen Mother with medicine."
"Yes!" Shu Jin hurriedly handed the medicine bowl to the emperor with both hands.
Yong Zheng took the medicine bowl and took a spoonful of it into his mouth. "It's true that it doesn't burn your mouth anymore. Please use the medicine, Queen Mother."
Empress Dowager Wu Ya raised her hand to push away the medicine bowl, but her weak face showed a bit of toughness, "The Ai family's own body and bones are well known. I can hold my body and talk to the emperor for a few words today. I think it's just a return to the past."
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Yong Zheng frowned and said, "Empress Huang, don't say such things. Medicine is a good thing. Only after you drink it will you feel better."
These words seemed to be coaxing a child, but the emperor's tone was cold and stiff, and there was no coaxing attitude at all.
Shu Jin was speechless. It's this time, can't you say a few nice words?
"Emperor..." Queen Mother Wuya's eyes softened for a moment, "The Ai family knows that you have been complaining about the Ai family these years."
Yongzheng's face sank, as if he guessed what Empress Dowager Wuya wanted to say, so he gave the medicine bowl to Concubine Geng: "The medicine is a little cold."
Shu Jin knew that the next words would not be convenient for her to hear, so he bent his knees and said, "Yes, I, my concubine, will go down and warm it up right now."
Then he quickly evacuated the Queen Mother's inner chamber.
It was Concubine Mi Li who was waiting outside. Seeing the medicine bowl in Shu Jin's hand, she couldn't help but be suspicious: "This medicine..."
Shu Jin handed the medicine bowl to someone in the palace to heat it up, and said, "The Queen Mother and the Emperor want to talk about the love between mother and son."
Concubine Mi glanced at the beaded curtain leading to the inner chamber, where did the affection between mother and son come from, the emperor and the queen mother?
Let the emperor and the queen mother be alone, I'm afraid there will be a quarrel...
Concubine Mi glanced around and asked in a low voice: "It won't bother us, will it?"
Shu Jin shrugged. They all said that people can speak kindly when they are about to die. If the Queen Mother surrendered to the Emperor before she died, it would actually be good for everyone. I was afraid that the old lady would stab Yongzheng in the heart before she died...
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"Just do what we should do." Shu Jin said nonsense.
Concubine Mi nodded thoughtfully.
After a while, Aunt Lanruo walked in with a cup of hot medicine in her hand, "Madam, the medicine is ready." She glanced towards the inner bedroom.
Shu Jin could only say: "It's too hot, let it sit for a while before talking."
Only then did the idiot go in.
"Yes." Aunt Lan Ruo quickly placed the medicine bowl on the crescent table beside her, and then stood silently beside Shu Jin.
Shu Jin silently stared at the Western pendulum clock beside him. After only two quarters of an hour passed, he heard a "clang" sound coming from the inner bedroom, and he didn't know what was being broken.
Immediately, Yong Zheng was seen walking out with surging anger on his face.
Shu Jin and Mi Concubine hurriedly bowed to greet him.
Yong Zheng seemed to be angry, but had nowhere to vent his anger. He glanced coldly at the people outside and then said in a deep voice: "The Queen Mother has passed away."
Shu Jin and Mi Concubine didn't say anything, and hurriedly knelt down. The palace people also knelt down on the ground.
Shu Jin leaned over and said: "Your Majesty, my condolences!"
Yongzheng took a deep breath and said, "My dear concubine, I'm so happy to serve the Queen Mother and change her clothes." After saying these words, Yongzheng strode away.
Shu Jin and Mi Concubine looked at each other and hurriedly got up and ran into the Queen Mother's chamber. Sure enough, the Queen Mother was already dead, but her eyes were wide open and she even maintained an angry expression on her face.
It can be seen that before death, mother and son separated unhappy.
Think about it with your toes. Before she died, the Queen Mother still thought about morally kidnapping the Emperor and wanted the Emperor to let her young son go.
It's a pity that Yongzheng was a master who took soft things rather than hard ones. He would rather keep his mother alive than fulfill her wish.
Don’t you know what your son’s nature is?
Shu Jin sighed and hurriedly ordered the palace servants to fetch the Queen Mother's court dress and crown. Together with Mi, while the Queen Mother's body was still stiff, she put on the luxurious and complicated court dress layer by layer. There was also that old face that never looked back.
Shu Jin had no choice but to rub it manually, help her close her eyes, and force out a peaceful smile.
Concubine Mi saw this and was astonished: Is the imperial concubine not afraid at all?
"What do you want me to do? Bring me some makeup." People who have died of illness have very ugly faces and must wear makeup.
"Yes!" Mi Bi felt her scalp numb.
When Concubine Mao and other concubines came after hearing the news, Concubine Shu Jin and Concubine Mi had already arranged the old queen mother's appearance quite well.
The luxurious court dress and crown made the Queen Mother look dignified, and the blushing rouge made the Queen Mother's face not only not haggard, but also gentle and kind. Queen Mother Wuya was lying upright on the brocade couch, and the palace maid was about to embroider
A brocade quilt covered with Buddhist scriptures was covered over her body.
He died so luxuriously.
Shu Jin slowly exhaled. She felt that she seemed to have the potential to be an undertaker. Look at the remains of the Queen Mother, how well she transformed, as if she was still alive!
So he led everyone to kowtow in front of the body of Empress Dowager Wu Ya, and then said to Concubine Mao and Concubine Mi: "You guys stay here while I go to ask the emperor for instructions on funeral arrangements."
This is a national funeral, and the emperor has to decide how to arrange it. Shu Jin thinks that most of the time, he will have to ask the prince, a county expert in funeral ceremonies, to take action.
Concubine Mao nodded, "The Queen Mother went peacefully."