The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1655 The Queen's Death
This is the fact before him, Jiang Defu nodded.

The emperor got an affirmative answer, and fell three steps back.

"emperor."

"How could this be, how could it be."

"Letter, Your Majesty, here is a letter."

The maid in charge found a letter under the teacup holder on the table, hurried forward and delivered it to the emperor.

The emperor opened the letter tremblingly, and burst into tears after reading the first few words.

"Husband, please allow me to call you husband as I did 32 years ago. At the beginning of marrying you, I was full of joy and secretly made a wish. In this life, I don't want glory and wealth, but I just want to grow old with you, and live a safe life." Although you have great plans and great talents, I would like to be the woman behind you, to pay for you, without complaint or regret. Hand in hand for many years, seeing you succeed in your high-rise career, seeing me alone and guarding an empty house. I can only miss When I first married you, the sweet time passed the long night. However, I don’t blame you, I only blame that I am not Qin Xiaoqi, not the woman you really love in your heart. But I still feel lucky, at least God let me I have been with you for so many years. Your Majesty, my Majesty, I have a severe headache and have already contemplated committing suicide. This damn sickness really makes me unable to bear it anymore. I can no longer be by your side, I only hope that you will serve your life safely and smoothly, be healthy and free from disasters, and the concubine is happy to be under the Nine Springs. At this last moment, the concubine has a sentence that I have never said to you in my life. When I was young, Ashamed to express, the woman next to you will hide later, and the concubine will never find a chance to express, I love you, I have no complaints or regrets in this life."

The hand of the emperor holding the letter was trembling, and the tears couldn't stop falling. The letter paper in his hand was gradually deformed due to the force.

"Impossible, impossible, the queen is so strong on a woman, it is impossible to be knocked down by a head. Jiang Defu——"

"The slave is here."

"Go and find out who has been to the Queen's Palace recently and what they have said to the Queen."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

It was night, and the bell of the great funeral rang in the palace. The queen passed away at the age of 53.

The concubines above the third rank in the palace and all the princes and princesses inside and outside the palace went to Weiyang Palace to kneel.

The queen's body was placed on a soft couch, and the maid cleaned her face and put on some simple makeup, but the tongue that fell out could not be plugged back, affecting her mother's noble appearance, so in the end, He took a handkerchief and covered the lower half of his face.

If you don't look carefully, she seems to be asleep, and King Qian is in front of her bed, crying hoarsely.

The dry princess Bian Chenyu on one side has a calm and indifferent expression, which is out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Even though the maid kept reminding her to cry, she still looked like that, indifferent and indifferent.

Only when he saw Qu Tiange kneeling on the left side, his indifferent eyes showed undisguised distress and concern.

All of this is seen by the people around.

However, Bian Chenyu didn't care.

In fact, she envied Tang Nineteen. After such a death, this man would be worried about her for the rest of his life.

And back then, if she had been able to sever herself after being insulted by the king because of Qu Tiange, maybe she would have become a pain that would never be erased in his heart.

On the day of Tang Nineteen's funeral, she went to see it.

(End of this chapter)