The weather in October is colder every day.

When Ji Zishan walked out of Ganming Palace wrapped in a thick cloak, she saw the lead clouds in the sky low and dark. Ji Zishan cursed the bad weather secretly, then turned around and reached out to put the fox fur for Prince Yuanyuan. A ball of white mist came out of her mouth and said, "Yuanyuan, let's go to Fengyi Palace to see your mother first, and then go back to Cining Palace."

"Aunt, I don't want to sit in a sedan chair, let's go together." said the Yuanyuan prince wearing a warm hood.

Ji Zishan nodded and replied, "Okay, I sat in the study for an afternoon, and it was just enough to move my muscles and bones." As he said that, he took a little warm claw of the Yuanyuan Prince, and his eyebrows were slightly bent, "Yuanyuan, my aunt is afraid of the cold. Your hands are warm, so give it to my aunt to be a small hand stove."

Prince Yuanyuan: "..." Stop lying to the children, your hands are obviously very warm!

The two left Ganming Palace hand in hand, followed by many inner prisoners and palace maids. Ji Zishan looked at Mo Yun, who had accumulated thick and thick, and asked, "Yuanyuan, look at this day, is it going to snow?"

The eldest prince Yuanyuan raised his eyes absent-mindedly, and then let out a low "hmm".

Seeing that the eldest prince Yuanyuan was not interested in talking, Ji Zishan stopped talking and just pulled him forward slowly. The colors of winter were relatively monotonous, but the palace was better. Although there were no peach blossoms, willows and greens, butterflies and birds dancing, there were still fresh embellishments of pine, cypress, and bamboo. In addition, there were also red walls and green tiles, carved railings and painted buildings, which did not look too boring.

Ganming Palace is not far from Fengyi Palace, and soon the two of them arrived at their destination.

The Yihua Palace is covered with a thick scarlet carpet. As soon as you step on it, you feel your feet soft. In the cold winter season, the hall is as warm as spring, and there is a quiet and fragrant smell of water. The hall is quiet and deep, just like the quietest night. The two of them entered the inner hall and saw the haggard and decaying Queen Dong, who was closing her eyes and sleeping in a deep sleep. I thought there was infinite pain in her dream, and her eyebrows had never been stretched.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan sat down beside the bed and stared at her mother's face quietly. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his right hand to touch Queen Dong's eyebrows, as if he wanted to soothe the pain in her dream for her.

"Yuanyuan, are you here?" Queen Dong felt a little sick and could wake up with a little movement. At this time, when she saw her son sitting by the bed, Queen Dong unconsciously showed a weak smile and asked softly.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan withdrew his hand in a little annoyed and blamed himself in a muffled voice: "Have I woke up my mother again?"

"It's nothing. The mother has slept for a while and it's time to wake up." Queen Dong comforted softly. After her son finished his homework that day, he would come to Fengyi Palace to visit her. Even if she was uncomfortable, she would have to say a few words to her son. She didn't have much time left. The opportunity for face-to-face conversation would be less once a day. When her eyes turned, Queen Dong looked at Ji Zishan standing behind her son, and smiled slightly, "Is it here with Yuanyuan again? It's cold, so be careful to keep warm and don't be frozen."

Ji Zishan replied: "Sister-in-law Xie reminds you that Yuanyuan and I both remember your words."

Queen Dong said in a low voice: "My sister-in-law has been sick all the time. I have been dependent on you and my mother to take care of him over the years. Sister-in-law has thanked her here... From now on, I hope you can protect him more and not let others bully him." Such words as if you were explaining the funeral immediately made Prince Yuanyuan's eyes heat up, and tears almost rolled down. However, before Queen Dong finished her words, she heard her intermittently say, "Yuanyuan, you grew up with Fanfan... Although you are an aunt and nephew, in terms of love..., it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a sibling. Your aunt takes good care of you. You can't just enjoy the care and repay her in the future. Do you know..."

The eldest prince Yuanyuan agreed with tears in his eyes: "I remember everything about the Queen Mother."

He was not an ignorant child, so of course he had imagined the situation after his mother passed away. He understood what his mother meant. My aunt protected him and grew up safely. If he became a superior in the future, he would also be grateful and to protect her for the glory of the Changning forever.

Ji Zishan trembled her eyes and said nothing.

After saying a few more words, Empress Dong asked the two to go back to Cining Palace quickly on the grounds that the weather was not good. Instead, it became colder. As soon as the night was night, snowflakes floated down. Seeing this, Empress Dowager Hui'an did not ask her little daughter to return to Yunzao Palace. So that night, the mother and daughter rolled in a warm quilt. Empress Dowager Hui'an reached out and twisted the little girl's fat butt and whispered: "How old is it, you are still so tangled. Can you sleep in a quilt by yourself?"

"No." Ji Zishan arched in the arms of Empress Dowager Hui'an and said in a sweet voice.

Empress Dowager Hui'an snorted lightly and continued to pinch Ji Zishan's fat butt and twist it, making Ji Zishan scream and roll on the bed: "My mother, you are so bad, why do you always twist someone in the same position? Can you change the place..."

"Walk back to your own quilt, and the mother will not twist you anymore." Empress Dowager Hui'an sneered ruthlessly.

In order not to let her buttocks be pinched, Ji Zishan had to roll into her quilt in shame. After the mother and daughter settled together, Ji Zishan had no sleepiness and whispered with Empress Dowager Hui'an: "My mother, our throne will be given to Yuanyuan in the future."

Empress Dowager Hui'an calmed down and whispered: "It's not for you anyway."

"...Mother, you are so humorous." In the dim but warm bedroom, Ji Zishan rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Even if I give it to me, I don't want it. I get up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog. I either want to comment or meet ministers during the day. I am busy like a top every day. I have to think too hard to think too much, so that I can't behave like a leisurely princess..." Instead, I will be the empress who is likely to die suddenly from overwork, and no matter how you are, the evaluations are always mixed.

Empress Dowager Hui'an whispered: "Little girl, not everyone has such a good life as you."

Seeing that Empress Dowager Hui'an did not answer her questions directly, Ji Zishan did not persist in asking questions. After thinking about it, she continued to ask: "My mother, the emperor's brother told me that the emperor's sister-in-law's situation is not good and I can't hold on for long... Will the emperor marry a new sister-in-law in the future? If there is a new sister-in-law and a new nephew who is born, what should Yuanyuan do? Will the emperor like the new nephew better than Yuanyuan?"

"...I don't know." After a long time, Empress Dowager Hui'an only gave vague answers to these three words.

Ji Zishan thought about it and then said after a moment: "Well, if the emperor's brother is unwilling to renew his marriage, will you force him to start a family again?"

"Oh, you little girl, why are you picking tricky questions today?" Empress Dowager Hui'an poked a hand out of the quilt, pinched half of the little girl's cheek, and asked in a low voice, "Are you asking yourself, or are you asking you?"

Ji Zishan replied quietly, "Mother, I have grown up. There are some things that I can think of by myself. The emperor's sister-in-law looks bad, and Yuanyuan is almost sad to become an old man. I think from Yuanyuan's perspective, but I don't have to care about these issues. I heard that having a stepmother is equivalent to having a stepfather, and I don't know whether it is true or false..."

"Little girl, don't think about it, go to bed early." Empress Dowager Hui'an took back her hand and said quietly, "Your brother is the emperor. Anything about the emperor can be related to the government. The mother is... who cannot interfere in politics. The mother, I just want you to be safe and healthy." The empress dowager's endless interference in political affairs will consume the relationship between mother and son. It is really not easy for her to go along with the emperor's eldest son. She does not want to destroy her close relationship with the eldest son because of nothing she has done.

Ji Zishan said softly, and then said, "The mother is going to bed early." As she said that, she arched half of her body out of the quilt, squirted loudly on Empress Dowager Hui'an's face, and then she got back to the quilt very easily.

"Damn girl, she is also a childish temper. Look at the good things you did, and you are saliva on your face..." Empress Dowager Hui'an raised her hand to wipe her face in disgust.

Ji Zishan held the soft quilt and said in a very aggrieved tone: "My mother, when I was young, you held my face and kissed me all day long. I never disliked your saliva..."

Empress Dowager Hui'an, whose forehead jumped, said, "...Sleep!" and knew that this little girl was a scheming person, so she shouldn't have a loving mother's heart. She asked her to stay in Cining Palace. Look, these endless talking and small actions seriously affected her beauty sleep!

After the mother and daughter had no words to communicate, they fell asleep soon after.

On the second day after the wind and snow swept across the capital, Empress Dong fell into a coma. The imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital discussed and studied for a long time, but they were unable to do anything. Since Empress Dong was sleepy, His Majesty Ji Ziqing stayed in Fengyi Palace except for the morning court. Prince Yuanyuan's studies were temporarily stopped and he stayed in Queen Dong's bed for a moment. During this period, Empress Dowager Hui'an came here in person, but she had spring and autumn and it was the season of wind and snow. After a trip, His Majesty Ji Ziqing advised him not to come again.

Three days later, Empress Dong woke up from a coma and looked quite in good spirits.

The eldest prince Yuanyuan showed a look of surprise on his face.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing looked heavy.

Ji Zishan's heart was also shocked, and four big words suddenly floated in her mind - a retrospective look.

Empress Dong, who had a look of rejuvenation, was like a dead tree in spring, and her pale and haggard face suddenly had a bright and dazzling glory. After she woke up, she first said a few words to Prince Yuanyuan and Ji Zishan, and then said warmly: "Yuanyuan, fan, you go out first, I have something to say to Your Majesty."

"Oh." Ji Zishan responded, then pulled the hand of the eldest prince Yuanyuan and took him away from Yihua Palace. The nanny and palace maid who had served Empress Dong for many years were also the nanny and palace maids who had been serving Empress Dong.

With a creaking sound, the carved door slowly closed.

The needles were heard in Yihua Palace. Empress Dong leaned on the pillow of the auspicious flowers embroidered with auspiciousness and wishful thinking. Looking at His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who was pursing his lips, he spoke quietly and slowly, "I heard that it is snowing outside. A few days ago, I said I wanted to see the snow scene, but they didn't show it to me, saying that it was not good to have a cold air blow. Your Majesty, I am useless. Can you open the window and ask me to look outside?"

"Don't talk nonsense." His Majesty Ji Ziqing replied in a low voice.

Queen Dong showed a faint smile and insisted: "Your Majesty, let me take a look, I will never see it again..."

"Okay." His Majesty Ji Ziqing's lips moved for a moment and finally agreed to Empress Dong's request. Since there was no palace servant left in the hall to serve, His Majesty Ji Ziqing got up and walked to the window, stretched out his hand to pull the closed carved wooden window. When the window sash was wide open, the cool breeze wrapped in the rain and snow poured into the room everywhere. His Majesty Ji Ziqing turned around and saw that Empress Dong had already reached the bedside tent and looked out of the window with a clear look.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing hesitated for a moment and did not reach out to close the window. Instead, he allowed the wind and snow to pour into the warm palace.

"Your Majesty." After His Majesty Ji Ziqing turned back to the bed and sat down, Empress Dong then retracted her thin body, leaned softly into His Majesty Ji Ziqing's arms, and asked softly, "Isn't my current appearance particularly ugly?"

His Majesty Ji Ziqing hugged Queen Dong and whispered softly: "Things are nothing."

Queen Dong bent her lips, but tears rolled down from her eyes: "It turns out that Your Majesty, who is golden and jade, also tells lies..." The whistling sound of wind and snow floated in her ears. Queen Dong listened quietly for a while before continuing, "I am very blessed. I can't accompany Your Majesty anymore, nor can I take care of Yuanyuan anymore... I don't ask Your Majesty to remember me all the time, but I just ask Your Majesty... I can treat Yuanyuan well all the time, don't let him be bullied, okay?"

"What stupid words are you saying? Yuanyuan is my eldest son, and she will be the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future. No one can bully him." His Majesty Ji Ziqing replied in a gentle voice.

Queen Dong's tears slid down like beads with broken threads, and she murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty is a gentleman. A gentleman is a word. I believe you. Unfortunately, I can't see it..." My eyelids were like big stones weighing thousands of pounds, sinking down little by little. Queen Dong used all her strength to break free from the invasion of darkness. "Your Majesty, it's so dark, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid Wanwan." His Majesty Ji Ziqing hugged Queen Dong tightly and whispered.

What answered to His Majesty Ji Ziqing was a pair of arms that fell from their waists and the sound of the cold wind.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing hugged his wife who was angrily dead and slowly closed his eyes that were surging with enthusiasm.

In the 13th year of Jianping, on October 29, Empress Dong died.

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