After being busy all night, she took a nap in Concubine Pei's palace.
When I woke up, I found the sky was bright.
Probably in order to let her sleep better, Concubine Pei was not guarded by anyone, and the surroundings were quiet.
She got up from the bed and left the inner room.
Concubine Pei was sitting outside, holding a teacup in her hand, seemingly in a daze.
"Empress?"
Concubine Pei came back to her senses and smiled at her: "Are you awake? Look at you, you haven't had a good sleep in the past few days, have you? You slept very deeply."
Ming smiled back at her.
The overall situation was settled, which meant that she had truly changed the future. She finally let go of her worries that had been hanging around for several years, so she had a particularly relaxing sleep.
Looking at Concubine Pei's face, she said with concern: "Your Majesty, these geniuses are working so hard, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"As I get older, I can't sleep as lightly as you young people." Concubine Pei said with a smile, "But I only got up a little earlier than you, so I got enough sleep."
With that said, she motioned to the palace attendants to help Mingwei freshen up.
He watched and talked to her at the same time.
"You two are really old, so you should get married as early as possible. As soon as the national mourning is over, the ceremony will be held immediately. I really didn't expect that this matter has been delayed until now."
Ming smiled.
At first, she was engaged. Later, she was worried about her own fate and did not dare to let go easily.
Finally, after returning from Nanchu, she felt that there would be no problem getting married, but something like this happened again.
One thing after another, where is the opportunity to get married?
However, now that the dust has settled, I can rest assured.
After washing up, Mingwei asked the palace attendants to step aside and sat down in front of Concubine Pei.
"Empress."
Concubine Pei knew it well: "What do you want to say?"
Mingwei said: "The emperor passed away. With your current status, you should mourn for him. But he was such a person, so asking you to pay tribute to him would be unreasonable."
Concubine Pei nodded.
"Besides, your Highness has succeeded to the throne, and your identity needs to be explained. So..."
"What do you think we should do?" Concubine Pei asked her with a smile.
"Let Concubine Pei die." Mingwei said calmly, "Just say that she died for the late emperor and be buried together."
Concubine Pei nodded: "That's fine. This identity shouldn't exist in the first place."
She sighed and rubbed the teacup in her hand: "When Ayan's father died, I was afraid that people would see it, so I didn't even dare to wear filial piety. Now if I keep filial piety for him, it would be too disgusting."
"Exactly."
Concubine Pei hesitated for a while, but still couldn't make up her mind, so she asked her: "If Concubine Pei dies, what should I do?"
Ming smiled and said: "It depends on your own thoughts. If you want to get rid of the shackles of the royal family, then find another identity. If you are reluctant to let go of His Highness and want to watch him in the palace, then become the Queen Mother."
"But don't the courtiers know it well? Will it bring shame to Ayan?"
Mingwei asked her: "Does the empress care about false fame?"
Concubine Pei shook her head: "I don't care myself, but he...my son, he is going to become the king of a country, how can I bear to let him suffer the stigma?"
Ming smiled and said: "What stigma? What humiliation? Where is the fault of the empress? It is the late emperor who should be shamed, and he should be the one who has to bear the stigma. You are a victim, so you should be upright. Because Your Highness
If you become an emperor, you must set an example for the world. People who have been hurt and insulted should not bear the stigma. You have straightened your back and made the women of the world more courageous."
She paused and then said: "It's just that you will have to bear some rumors, and even spread them to future generations. This is naturally a pressure for you, so I thought that if you feel that you can remove the pressure placed on you,
If you can live with the shackles you are wearing more easily, then you might as well find another identity."
Concubine Pei thought about it over and over again and finally made up her mind.
"Our mother and son have been separated for more than 20 years and finally reunited. Why should I leave him? The time I owed should be made up for."
She thought about it and smiled: "What is pressure? In the past twenty years, this is not the only pressure I have endured? There were a lot of rumors about me before, but it has come back again? In comparison, such rumors,
I am willing to bear it."
Ming smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty is truly the most courageous woman in the world."
After that, she said sadly: "I wish my mother could be like you."
Concubine Pei knew Mrs. Mingsan's experience and held her hand to comfort her: "Your mother is a miserable person. Her situation is even more difficult than mine. She doesn't even have room for maneuver. The most devastating thing is..."
She stopped. Although she felt that she had lived a hard life these years, she was much luckier than Mrs. Mingsan. At least until the moment of her death, she was convinced that her husband loved her, unlike Mrs. Mingsan, who was everything.
The collapse of faith.
Concubine Pei patted her hand: "It's over now. A good person like her will definitely find a good family in her next life."
Ming smiled and nodded.
The two talked for a while, then Mingwei said: "Since we have decided to let Concubine Pei die, you don't have to come forward. Just rest in the palace. I have some things to do, so I'll take my leave first."
Concubine Pei happily agreed, and asked the palace servants to bring thick clothes, and warned: "It's winter, you have to be careful not to freeze. I heard from Ayan that you have suffered a lot of injuries in the past two years, so you should take good care of yourself in the future."
Just rest and recuperate, don’t rely on your youth and not take your body seriously.”
Ming Weirou complied and left under the watch of Concubine Pei.
She went to see Yang Shu first.
That night, Yang Shu didn't sleep much, there were too many things to do.
But it didn't matter that he was in good health. When Mingwei saw him, he was still in high spirits and not tired.
"Did you sleep well last night? In fact, you can rest a little longer. There are too many other things to do. Is my mother okay? How did she sleep last night?"
Mingwei replied: "I've slept well. My wife also slept well. She seems to be in good spirits and in a good mood. What about you? Can you still cope with these things?"
Yang Shu smiled and said: "I thought it would be difficult to be an emperor before, but now I think it's nothing. But things are a little more complicated, so I just need to sort out my thoughts. Don't worry, just wait until you get married!"
, he waved his fist, as if swearing, "I must get married this time, and I will never miss it again."
Mingwei followed suit and laughed.
"Okay." She deserves to be submissive.
In fact, it's not that difficult, she thought. When things come to a close, she realizes that it's not that difficult to do. It seems impossible to ask her to leave now or to see him marry someone else. Then just go with the trend. Since God has given you a way to survive, you can't do it.
You won’t give this little chance, right?
However, she came here because she had something else to ask.
"Has Zhang Tan been caught?"
"Caught him and locked him up. Xuanfei is watching him now."
"Okay." She said, "I'll go meet him." (To be continued)