Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

In the seventh year of Yong'an, on November 26th, the queen died in Fengyi Palace at the age of [-], and her majesty named her "Queen of Duan Xiao".The next day, when the funeral was heard, the court stopped for seven days, and the bells and drums were not sounded. All civil and military officials in plain clothes knelt outside the gate of Sishan and wept.

In Fengyi Palace, all the wives and concubines knelt down on the ground, and their miserable cries echoed between the palace walls, which was even more sorrowful in the cold and snowy sky.

Ling Youyao knelt for a day and a night in a trance, her tears were almost shed, but she still didn't move, and kept kneeling there.

No matter how Yin Zhu tried to persuade her, she didn't seem to hear a word, she just knelt quietly and wept until Fu Mingjue came over in person and took her away.

When they arrived at Chonghua Palace, Ling Youyao was still holding the can of sweet-scented osmanthus, her eyes were red, but her tears could no longer flow.

Seeing her like this, Fu Mingjue felt uncomfortable, so he asked someone to fetch hot water, wiped her face with a handkerchief, and said, "I used to see you always comfort others in a sensible way, but every time it's my turn, But it's like being trapped in a maze, and I can't get out no matter what."

"The queen is very good to you, and you have not let her down. The queen left Lushan at the age of 14 and never went out after entering the palace. Now that Lushan is gone, her worries are naturally gone. For her, death may be a kind of relief.”

He took the sweet-scented osmanthus candy from Ling Youyao's hand, and continued: "The dead are gone, the living are like this, Yao'er has done her best, don't be sad anymore."

That last sentence was like the last drop of water breaking down the embankment.

The pain in her heart flooded up like a tide, Ling Youyao reached out and hugged his waist, her tears couldn't stop falling: "I know that something will happen to the empress, but I still can't change the ending. I should have noticed it when I was exterminated from Lushan. Everything, if I were more careful, the empress would not just leave like this."

Seeing Ling Youyao, the two quickly put away their tears, and saluted her with their stiff legs, then Qing Dai asked: "Why is the princess here at this time?"

The Fengyi Palace was not as quiet as usual, as soon as they walked to the door, they could hear weak and suppressed cries coming from inside.Ling Youyao looked at the white eyes, her throat was a little tight, and she walked in with difficulty.

Fu Mingjue didn't want to agree at first, but seeing her dim eyes, he agreed inexplicably, and finally let her drink some porridge before letting her go.

When I woke up again, it was quiet outside, no more mournful cries, only the creaking sound of the north wind beating against the window lattice.

"Are you still suffering?"

Before leaving the palace, Ling Youyao went to see Fu Yunchen.The little guy's eyes are still red, presumably he hides in the quilt and cries every night,
Seeing Ling Youyao, Fu Yunchen rushed forward crying, hugged her and said, "Aunt Huang, do you want to leave too? Chen'er can't bear you"

Fu Mingjue didn't think about what she said, but patted her slightly trembling back, and said: "This matter involves a lot, and it's not something you and I can stop. The only thing we can do is to find out the truth and save the world." The queen seeks justice."

The snow is still falling, from the night when the queen died of illness until now. Looking up, I can see the petals of snowflakes falling endlessly, and the green pine tree in front of the palace was also bent down by the thick snow.

"Chen'er knows." Fu Yunchen grabbed her hand and asked, "When will Aunt Huang enter the palace again?"

No matter how stable he is in front of people, he is still just a nine-year-old child after all.

The concubines kneeling and weeping in front of the hall have already gone back, only Qingdai and Chunlin are guarding here.

When Fu Mingjue came back from the snow, he saw Ling Youyao standing in front of the door at a glance, walked quickly to her side, shook off the cold, and led her into the house.

Ling Youyao shook her head silently, stretched out her hand to hug him, listened to his steady heartbeat, and let out a soft breath: "I want to see the empress for the last time."

The snowy winter in my memory has come, will that terrible dream come true?
She was sobbing and crying, her throat was so sore that she couldn't say a word anymore.

Perhaps because she shed too many tears, Ling Youyao opened her eyes, only to feel that her eyes were extremely dry.She threw off the quilt and got out of bed, wrapped her cloak and went outside.

As soon as the queen left, Fu Xiuyun, who had been busy for several days, suddenly fell ill and coughed non-stop all day long. Fu Mingjue was left in the palace to help him with government affairs.

She smelled the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, and couldn't help moistening her eyes.

Fu Mingjue didn't know what was going on in her heart, he just comforted her over and over again.It wasn't until she was tired from crying that someone changed her clothes, coaxed her to eat half a bowl of porridge, and then watched her fall asleep.

Ling Youyao didn't speak, just walked to the dark and heavy coffin and knelt down, threw the sweet-scented osmanthus candy into the brazier, and said softly: "You only ate a piece of candy that day and fell asleep crying, I didn't even have time to ask you if it was sweet or not. .”

The deer mountain was destroyed, Xie Yuanting was injured and left, and then the news of his death came, and the queen couldn't afford it. Everything was clearly foreshadowed, but she still couldn't stop it.

Wanwan, what a nice name.
The wind and snow outside the hall are still there, and everything in the world is in three thousand colors, but at this moment, there is only a kind of whiteness in front of my eyes.

Ling Youyao kowtowed three times to the queen, then asked Qingdai for some of her frequently used items, and planned to send them back to Lushan after everything was over, which was her wish fulfilled.

Hearing this, Ling Youyao tightened her arms around him. She was saddened by the queen's death, but she was even more afraid that she would not be able to change Fu Mingjue's final outcome.

"I clearly know the ending. I clearly, clearly know the ending of everyone, but why do things still happen like this?"

When Dean Xie was seriously ill, the queen could not serve soup and medicine by the bedside. When Lushan was destroyed, she was kept in the dark and didn't know anything.Her parents and family members died tragically, and her only younger brother also died of revenge, but she was trapped in the deep palace for the rest of her life.Everyone knew she was a good queen, but no one knew her real name.

Ling Youyao hugged him distressedly, and comforted him softly: "Chen'er is good, Aunt Huang will not leave. Aunt Huang will come to the palace to see Chen'er from time to time. Chen'er must study hard in the future. Don't forget what the empress told you If you pass."

Ling Youyao was so sad that she didn't close her eyes for another day and night, and she slept until the next afternoon.

After the sky gradually darkened, the snow also became smaller. Ling Youyao stepped on the snow and went to Fengyi Palace, still holding the can of sweet-scented osmanthus in her arms.

Ling Youyao didn't want to lie to him, so she said: "The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is your grandmother's birthday, and I will enter the palace then."

"Okay, then Aunt Huang must remember to come and see me."

"It's a word."

The two pulled the hook, and Fu Yunchen reluctantly released her.

When Ling Youyao left the palace, the snow was getting lighter, the capital was not as prosperous as it used to be, the shops on the street were replaced with plain white, and everyone was immersed in the grief of the death of the mother of the country.