Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

At the end of the day, the queen was too sick to get out of bed, and the time of lethargy was getting longer and longer, and she couldn't get up the energy to go to the turret to have a look.

Ling Youyao was by her side, and would check her breathing from time to time, fearing that one day she would fall asleep and never wake up again.

Although Fu Yunchen was young, he also realized something, so he didn't go to the Chongwen Museum, and sat beside the queen's bed to study every day.

Occasionally, the queen would wake up and see him, and she would lovingly touch his head and say, "Chen'er must study hard. Although Lushan Academy is gone, the books your grandfather gave you are still there. Chen'er should take good care of them, you know?" ?”

"Chen'er knows," Fu Yunchen nodded obediently, "Chen'er will have someone fetch those books tomorrow and read them to the queen mother, okay?"

"it is good."

The queen didn't have much time to wake up, Ling Youyao didn't want to disturb the relationship between mother and son, so she took a look from a distance and took Yin Zhu to the imperial hospital.

After Sun Zhong left, Fu Xiuyun originally intended for Sun Fuzhi to take over the position of envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital, but considering that he was too young and might cause dissatisfaction from others, he gave up, and now the envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital is the original judge—— Yao Xingzheng.

When Ling Youyao arrived at the imperial hospital, Sun Fuzhi was arranging the prescriptions. Seeing her coming, he got up and went forward: "I have seen the princess."

"Well, no need to be polite."

There are too many things involved behind this, Ling Youyao only feels terrified when she thinks carefully.

In terms of medical skills in the imperial hospital, except for Sun Zhongxing, no one can compare with Sun Fuzhi.If there really is such a person with such superb medical skills, what is his intention in lurking in the imperial hospital?

He said: "The minister is incompetent, the empress's energy is exhausted, she is at the end of her strength, the empress felt better before, but it was just a flashback, the princess might as well spend this time with the empress to spend more time with her."

Parting from life and death may be difficult for Fu Yunchen to understand now, just like she was once obsessed with Ling Qingwei's death, but one day, they will all understand.

Sun Fuzhi's eyes changed slightly, and when he saw no one around, he said: "The empress is too worried, the miscarriage last time consumed most of her energy, and then she was hit one after another, and her body naturally collapsed, but— —”

Holding the small warm porcelain bottle, Sun Fuzhi said with a calm expression, "No problem, if the princess needs it next time, just talk to me about it."

Sun Fuzhi reminded: "Princess, this matter cannot be concluded for the time being, so don't think too much, and stay with the empress well."

Snowing.
Yinzhu saw the snowflakes falling profusely, and said: "Princess, let's go back quickly, it won't be good when the snow is heavy."

Ling Youyao caressed her cheek with her index finger, and when she touched the ice, she suddenly stopped, it turned out that she was really crying.
The queen gently brushed the snowflakes off her bun: "Is it snowing outside?"

"it is good."

The sky outside was gray, black clouds piled up on the double-eaved palace, the cold wind carried fine snowflakes across Ling Youyao's cheeks, and when she raised her head suddenly, there was fine snow floating in the sky at some point.

She quickened her pace and rushed to Fengyi Palace, fearing that if it was later, the sweet-scented osmanthus in her hand would not be delivered to the queen.

Seeing that there were only prescriptions piled up on his table, Ling Youyao understood, so she returned the poison she took from him last time, and said, "I'm sorry, I took your things without your permission last time."

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the clouds rolled over her head. Ling Youyao stepped into the Fengyi Palace with a snowstorm, and saw that the queen was awake, and held the sweet-scented osmanthus candy in front of her like a treasure, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus candy? ? Do you want to try it?"

"Then do you know why the empress became like this?"

After getting the osmanthus candy, Ling Youyao thanked her and left Yushu Palace.

Ling Youyao walked to his side and said softly: "The empress is just asleep, let's go out first, Chen'er has also studied for a day, it's time for a break."

The queen slept for a long time, half dreaming and half awake, she saw the deer mountain shrouded in mist, saw Xie Yuanting practicing sword on the top of the mountain, and saw her mother walking towards her with sweet-scented osmanthus candy.
Ling Youyao heard her raving in her dream, so she immediately asked someone to go to the imperial garden to see if there were any sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that had not yet fallen.

Fu Yunchen raised his face to look at her, and asked cautiously: "Aunt Huang, is the queen mother leaving?"

That sweet-scented osmanthus candy aroused all the pain she suppressed in her heart. She didn't want to be a princess, nor a queen, she just wanted to be her parents' daughter
Only now did Ling Youyao know that the queen's name was Xie Wanrong, and Wanwan was her boudoir name.

"Yes! Chen'er will always remember Aunt Huang." The little guy answered with certainty.

There was a sudden pause in the voice, Ling Youyao unconsciously suspended her heart, and guessed: "Did someone tamper with it?"

Ling Youyao patted his head, and said: "As long as Chen'er remembers, the Empress will not really leave, she will always be with Chen'er."

With a strong nasal voice, she said "um", and said, "I just came out from Wen Zhaoyi's place, and it started snowing."

"My lady wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus candy, so I will find it for you." Ling Youyao picked up a piece of candy with a spoon and brought it to her mouth. "Would you like to try it?"

"I see." Ling Youyao knew the seriousness of the matter, didn't ask any more questions, got up and left the hospital.

Ling Youyao was startled, her face was a little pale, she muttered to herself: "Yes, I have to go back quickly"

The sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus dispelled the cloud that had haunted her for a long time, and there was heavy snow outside the window, just like that year in Lushan.
Before she knew it, her eyes were filled with tears. The queen looked at the snowflakes blowing in from the outside, and gradually cried out: "Father, mother, Wanwan doesn't want to be a princess, so don't leave Wanwan alone. I want to go home."

The queen didn't answer, but raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said weakly, "You Yao, why are you crying?"

But Ling Youyao didn't give up, and sent people to ask the empresses in various palaces, and finally got a can of sweet-scented osmanthus candy from Wen Zhaoyi.

The queen drank the medicine for a long time and was used to the bitterness. Now when she tasted the sweet osmanthus candy, the bitterness in her mouth dissipated, but the bitterness in her heart overflowed layer upon layer.

She felt the cold snowflakes brush against her cheeks, and her steps gradually stopped.

Seeing her frozen red fingers, the queen's eyes were full of distress: "Silly girl, how can you work so long for a piece of candy? Look at your hands are frozen red. If Xiao Qi sees it, she should feel distressed again."

But it is already November, not to mention sweet-scented osmanthus, all other flowers in the garden are withered.

When they returned to Fengyi Palace, the queen fell asleep again. Fu Yunchen sat in front of the bed with a book in his arms, his eyes were red, but he stubbornly refused to cry.

Sun Fuzhi stared at her, and said solemnly: "I'm not sure yet, but if it's true as you said, that person's medical skills must be better than my minister's."

Did she cry?

The queen repeated that sentence over and over until tears streamed down her face.

Ling Youyao felt weird when she heard this, she didn't think much about it, and then asked him about the Queen's current situation.

Ling Youyao was startled suddenly, seeing his eyes full of tears, she felt her eyes were a little moist, but she still smiled and said: "Everyone will leave, and I will leave in the future, but after I leave, will Chen'er remember me? "

Seeing her crying, Ling Youyao didn't dare to call her Empress Empress anymore, so she just stayed by her side and cried with her.

I don't know how long I cried, but the crying in my ears gradually increased.Ling Youyao raised her eyes and looked around, and found that Fu Xiuyun had come, Wen Zhaoyi who gave her sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, and other concubines in the palace had also come.

Fu Yunchen knelt in front of the queen's bed and cried, while the other concubines knelt aside and cried softly.

Ling Youyao looked a little dazed, and looked back at Yinzhu, but she also burst into tears.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that the queen was gone, and she left on the day when the first snow fell.