Corrupt official in the Red Chamber

Chapter 601: Collapse

In the Dragon Head Palace.

The old queen mother finally woke up from her dying state. She turned her head with difficulty and looked at Jia Rui, who was sitting beside her bed, and smiled slightly.

When Jia Rui saw that the old lady was awake, he hurriedly fell in front of the bed.

"How are you? What's wrong with you?"

The old lady smiled slightly and said, "There is nothing uncomfortable. I feel better than yesterday. At least I am not as confused as yesterday."

Jia Rui nodded with tears in his eyes. He held the old lady's hand and said, "You have to hold on! I'm still waiting to prepare you for your 100th birthday!"

"Okay, okay, listen to my grandson, I will get through it this time."

Even though she said that, no one present believed it. Everyone knew that the old lady was going to die.

Just as they were talking, two people hurried in from outside.

It was none other than Wang Xifeng and Jia Ping.

Under the guidance of the eunuch, Wang Xifeng took her son into the old lady's bedroom. When she looked up, she saw many concubines and their children kneeling on the ground. Only Jia Rui and Xue Baochai were sitting in front of the bed.

Wang Xifeng also followed the trend and knelt at the end of the concubine. Her son Jia Ping seemed to understand something, so he followed his mother and knelt down obediently.

Jia Rui's eyes caught sight of Wang Xifeng and Jia Ping kneeling below. He turned around, smiled slightly, and then waved to Jia Ping, "Come here and meet your grandma."

Jia Ping hesitated, looked at her mother kneeling next to her, and when she saw Wang Xifeng nodded slightly, she stood up and carefully came to Jia Rui's side.

Jia Rui took Jia Ping's hand and said to Mrs. Wang who was lying on the bed: "You haven't met my great-grandson yet, have you?"

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Ping with tired eyes and a friendly smile appeared on her lips. She raised her hand to touch Jia Ping, but she had no strength and her hand dropped to the bed again.

"I have met this great-grandson." Her voice was very weak.

Jia Rui was stunned for a moment, but soon understood that Mrs. Wang had actually seen the relationship between him and Wang Xifeng a long time ago, but she just didn't say much to save her own face. After all, Mrs. Wang had given him guidance back then.

In fact, not only did Mrs. Wang see the relationship between Jia Rui and Wang Xifeng, she also secretly visited Jia Ping several times.

But she concealed it very well, and no one could tell that Mrs. Wang went to Rongguo Mansion specifically to see Jia Ping.

With tears in his eyes, Jia Rui grabbed Mrs. Wang's hand and placed it in Jia Ping's hand.

"You have to make it up to their mother and son. This child has been wronged enough."

Jia Rui nodded and said, "Don't worry, old lady, I have already made arrangements."

Mrs. Wang then breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Jia Rui and said, "My life is considered perfect, but there is one last thing I can't let go of before I die."

"Old lady, you said that as long as I can do it, I will not shirk the responsibility."

The old lady let go of Jia Ping's hand, then knelt down to look among the crowd, and finally her eyes fell on Jia Xuan, who was kneeling closer to the front.

"Jia Xuan is still young and his temperament has not yet been completely settled. Don't criticize him too harshly. I think he is smart and will be able to govern this country well in the future."

Jia Rui sighed after hearing what the old lady said. He knew that the old lady was still worried about Jia Xuan.

"Emperor, if you still recognize me as grandma, make Jia Xuan the crown prince in front of me, so that I can go away in peace."

Jia Rui lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said with a forced smile: "Mrs. Duyi." After saying that, Jia Rui stood up, turned his head and said to the person kneeling below:

"Jia Xuan is the eldest son of the emperor and is specially named the prince."

After saying this, Jia Rui sat back on the bed again.

Jia Xuan, who was kneeling below, was ecstatic when she heard Jia Rui's words.

The grown-up child already has a hint of adult thoughts, so he has coveted the position of prince for a long time.

Now that I finally got this position, the excitement in my heart is something that others cannot understand.

Xue Baochai, who was sitting aside, slowly turned his head and stared at his son fiercely.

Facing this sharp gaze, Jia Xuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat because he knew that he had just made a mistake.

When the Queen was dying, no matter how happy she was, she could not show a smile.

Jia Xuan immediately stopped smiling and kowtowed to Jia Rui several times with her head on the ground.

At this time, the smile of the old lady lying on the bed became sincere. She looked at Jia Xuan, who was kneeling there and pretending. Not only did she not blame him, but her eyes showed kindness.

She had raised this great-grandson since he was a child, so she naturally knew about his faults. However, instead of blaming him, the queen thought it was natural.

Perhaps it was because she had finished the last problem in her heart that the old queen suddenly lost her vitality. He couldn't open his eyes and slowly fell into coma.

Seeing this scene, Jia Rui knew that the last moment had come. He sighed, stood up, and called Xue Baochai aside.

"The old emperor is not in good health either. Don't talk to the old emperor about this for now."

Xue Baochai disagreed, "Your Majesty, the old emperor and the empress have been married for life. If they don't see each other at the last moment, the old emperor will have regrets."

Jia Rui didn't expect this. Now after hearing Xue Baochai's words, he suddenly realized and said quickly: "You are still thoughtful and send someone to pick up the old emperor."

With Jia Rui's words, Xue Baochai naturally began to make arrangements, and soon he carried Jia Dairu to Mrs. Wang's bed with a soft body.

At this time, Jia Dairu was also in poor health. After knowing that Mrs. Wang was on her deathbed, he vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot. However, he still endured his physical discomfort and asked the eunuchs to speed up and come to his wife who was with him day and night. beside.

With the support of Jia Rui and Xue Baochai, Jia Dairu sat beside Mrs. Wang's bed and looked at his wife who was in a coma and burst into tears.

He held his wife's old hand and didn't know what to say. He just cried there.

This old scholar who has always wanted to be strong finally failed to maintain his dignity in his wife's last moments.

Mrs. Wang, who was lying there already in a coma, seemed to realize something. She slowly opened her eyes and reluctantly saw her husband sitting by the bed.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, seemingly wanting to smile, but she still didn't have the strength to laugh.

Jia Dairu held his wife's hand, slowly suppressed his tears, and actually showed a long-lost smile.

"Old woman, you have suffered by following me all your life. Now you can have a good rest."

Mrs. Wang looked at her husband with a smile. Although she wanted to say something, she couldn't.

Just like that, Mrs. Wang watched Jia Dairu slowly close her eyes, and finally lowered her hands.

(End of this chapter)