"Let's not talk about the past. Now that we have returned, we will stay in the palace to take care of the emperor."
The Empress Dowager lifted the gauze curtain, revealing Yan'er's pale and thin face.
When the little child was supposed to be innocent and carefree, he frowned tightly, his eyes were half-opened, and he was not sleeping soundly.
Someone from the palace brought tea in, and the lid of the tea bowl accidentally knocked slightly, making a soft "ding" sound. He was suddenly startled, twitched and shrank into a ball.
The Queen Mother did not comfort him, but looked at him coldly: "I originally had high hopes for him, but unfortunately..."
Mu Yunhan's heart is filled with conflict between heaven and man. Emotionally, she should hug this poor child to comfort him. Intellectually, she should be indifferent to him.
This child has a special status, and the Empress Dowager wants to use her sympathy for Yan'er to manipulate her.
She looked at Yan'er shrinking into a ball with an expressionless face, without any fluctuation, and just said: "What did the imperial doctor say?"
The Empress Dowager was very dissatisfied with her performance and her voice became colder: "The imperial doctor said he would not survive this year. Do you still remember what you promised?"
At the beginning, she had promised the deceased Queen Mother Shen to take good care of this child.
Mu Yunhan always remembered it and half-closed his eyes without saying a word.
The Empress Dowager said coldly: "If Mrs. Shen knew that the person she entrusted to her wholeheartedly treated her grandson like this, I wonder if she would get up from the ground."
At this moment, Yan'er woke up.
He lay weakly on the bed, looking at them confusedly with his eyes open.
He was sweating profusely, and his hair was wet with sweat and stuck tightly to his forehead. He looked thin and pitiful.
He stared at Mu Yunhan for a moment, and an obvious light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
"Aunt Mu..." He called out in a waxy voice, stretched out his skinny hands towards her, his big round eyes were filled with tears, and he started crying unscrupulously.
Mu Yunhan's whole heart shrank into a ball, wrinkled, and full of sadness.
After raising children, she realized that children are not willing to cry to anyone and have short memories.
But this child still remembered her two years later, and cried so aggrievedly when he saw her. He really thought she was trustworthy and was really attached to her.
She sighed softly and opened her arms, knowing that she would never be able to be a hero or achieve great things.
The originally weak child suddenly jumped up from the bed, threw himself into her arms, hugged her neck tightly, and cried hard, his cry hoarse, revealing infinite grievances.
Mu Yunhan hugged this skinny little body and cried when he thought of the good fortune he had left in Shoushan Town.
The Empress Dowager looked expressionlessly for a moment, then quietly exited with the others.
Aunt Ying whispered: "I am still smart... I can catch this woman's weak spot..."
The Queen Mother gently rubbed her forehead and sighed: "I regret it very much."
She regrets her decision back then.
If she could turn back time and give her another chance, she would definitely not do the same thing and she would definitely support Gu Fenglin and Zhao Xing.
If Zhao Xing was still alive, if Gu Fenglin was still alive, perhaps Zhao would not have reached this point.
Aunt Ying's face froze, and then she whispered: "This is not your fault."
"It's fate, it's luck." The Empress Dowager held her cane, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "People are good at words when they are about to die. These days, I always dream about Xing'er and the late emperor. Maybe it's Zhao Guozhen’s strength is about to run out, so I’m in trouble.”