Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 793 The Empress Dowager Is Seriously Ill
Speaking of it, the queen mother is only nearly 50 years old, and it is easy for a woman to live to 70 years old. Besides, she is unpopular in this harem, and there are countless health supplements. How could she die so early?

Yue Cirong smiled, didn't speak any more, just looked at her.

Understanding her intention, Murong Wan said in a deep voice: "You all go down first."

"Yes, the Queen Mother."

Seeing that the man was still standing there without moving, Murong Wan looked at him: "Baby, go to the Imperial Study Room first, I have something to talk to the Queen Mother alone."

Pei Qilian frowned, and finally could only say "OK" silently.

"What does the Queen Mother want to tell me?"

Everyone left one after another, Murong Wan looked at the weak woman lying on the bed.

Yue Cirong held her hand tightly: "Wan'er, before your mother left, she gave Ai's family a treasure."

Yue Cirong motioned to Nanny Zhu to take out the so-called treasure in her mouth.

With red eyes, Madam Zhu took out a small wooden box from the inner hall.

is a round incense stick made of jade.

As the small box was opened, the tangy fragrance coming from inside was even more oncoming.

"This is?"

Zhu Momo's eyes were bloodshot: "The Empress said, if the Empress Dowager burns this incense when she falls asleep, she will be able to meet the person she most wants to see in her dream."

The person the Empress Dowager most wanted to see was undoubtedly not the late Emperor.

The queen mother, don't look heartless and careless, but since the death of the former emperor, the queen mother has never really smiled for a day. The former emperor has always been a barrier in the queen mother's heart. In these years, Mammy Zhu has always been You can see it.

Except when seeing the queen, the queen mother is really happy, but every night, sometimes, she can hear the queen mother whispering in her dream, that weather-beaten, seemingly well-maintained face is full of tears .

"This fragrance is called Mengxiang. Although it can satisfy people's desire in a short period of time, if it goes on for a long time, the body will suddenly collapse within a day."

Murong Wan was silent.

Want to say something, but don't know how to speak.

It should be said that she is dead, so why deceive yourself and others, but she has heard a lot about the things between her and the late emperor in this year. If it weren't for her willfulness back then, the late emperor would not have died so early .

She and the first emperor loved each other deeply in their hearts, and the death of their lover was also because of themselves. Whoever it was, I'm afraid they couldn't accept it.

The queen mother used this method of injuring her body to heal the wounds in her heart.
She is indeed not qualified to talk about her from any angle.

The Empress Dowager missed the late emperor, regretted and blamed herself.

Regret for so many years.

Thinking of this, Murong Wan couldn't help but grasp her hand tightly, her eyes gradually turned red: "Queen Mother, don't you want to hug your grandson?"

The word "grandson" made the Empress Dowager's eyes shine.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Wan'er, Aijia actually really likes you."

In the beginning, it was because she held all of Daqi's military power in her hands. She was worried and took the initiative to give in.

In this life, even the first emperor, she has never taken the initiative to give in to softness. She has a hard temper, just a bad temper. She refuses to accept anyone's reason, so she relies on the first emperor to spoil her and act recklessly.

later--

During the time when she lowered her head and spent time with Murong Wan, she found that Murong Wan was very much like her young self, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.

She found that Murong Wan was really a pretty little girl, with a straight mind, and adhering to the noble attitude of not offending me, not offending others, exactly the same as when she was young.

Later, her prejudice against her became much less.

(End of this chapter)