Shujia was with Li Wei that night. Before going to bed, Shujia pulled Li Wei and said, "Mother, when will aunt come back? We all have classes on the 16th, can we let her come back early? She's not here I always feel so bored here.”
Li Wei didn't know how to answer the Ninth Princess's question. He thought carefully for a while until Shujia said again: "Mother, is Auntie coming back?"
"Yes, yes. It's the ninth day of the Lunar New Year soon, and there are only a few days left. Just wait patiently."
"Oh, it's good if she comes back." Shujia received a positive answer from her mother, and she closed her eyes with satisfaction.
Li Wei looked at Shujia's sleeping face, and she couldn't help but gently caressed Shujia's fleshy little face. Li Xing had been estranged from her since her birthday, but she wasn't sure whether Li Xing would come back. I just hope that this sister can look away and come back to her again to keep the princess company.
Shujia fell into a deep sleep, and she felt sleepy coming over her. She ordered people to remove the candles and lay down herself, pulling up the quilt.
The quilt was very warm, and soon I fell asleep. In my daze, I seemed to hear someone crying outside the tent. Li Wei turned over, lying facing out, and asked vaguely: "What's the matter? Why are you crying?"
"Reporting to the Queen Mother, there is news from Hanyuan Palace that the emperor has collapsed."
Li Wei was not completely awake at first, but these sudden words made her sleepiness disappear immediately and she sat up immediately.
"Is this true?"
Qingxiang below quickly kowtowed: "Queen Mother, even if I had a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to joke about this. Hanyuan Palace is already in a hurry."
"His illness has improved greatly. Several imperial doctors said that he should be fully recovered in two days. How could he suddenly..." Li Wei felt great grief in her heart, and she was about to get up.
The room lit up again, and Shujia also woke up. She heard someone crying and asked hurriedly: "Mother, what's wrong?"
Li Wei glanced at her and said with difficulty: "The emperor has left. Get up quickly and go with me to Hanyuan Hall to see him for the last time."
When Shujia heard about it, she looked frightened.
Chongqing Palace was already busy. Li Wei hurriedly put on his clothes and tied his hair casually, and Shujia also tidied it up neatly. The carriage outside has been prepared.
Then Li Wei pulled Shujia into the car together.
After lowering the car curtain, the car was dark, and Shujia crawled into Li Wei's arms. The sudden incident made Li Wei's mind a little confused and he didn't know how to think. Fu Guang is only seven years old. Although he is young, he is a good and motivated child. He studied hard, practiced riding and shooting hard, and he always worked hard to be a qualified emperor. His small shoulders bear an unbearable weight at this age.
His illness came on so quickly and dangerously, and just when he thought he would be cured soon, such bad news suddenly came, which Li Wei could not accept.
The wheels under her feet drove across the smooth road, and her heart swayed and became anxious along with the car.
Not long after walking, the car stopped. Li Wei was about to get out of the car, but Shujia held her hand tightly and did not let go. Li Wei noticed her move, turned around and gave Shujia a hug, and whispered in her ear: "Good boy." , Don’t be afraid. My mother is here.”
The mother and daughter got out of the car and went to the back door. Shujia never let go of her hand.
At this moment, the Hanyuan Palace was already brightly lit, the eunuchs and maids were crying, and the concubines from other places also came after hearing the news. The scene seemed a bit chaotic.
Li Wei tightened Shujia's hand and walked up the felt-covered stairs.
Fu Guang lay quietly in the tent, as if he was asleep, but his sleep lasted a little longer.
The palace maids and eunuchs who were kneeling on the floor below were crying loudly and kowtowing. Concubine Jinggui and Concubine Dun have already reached this stage. The two of them knelt at the front. When they heard that the Queen Mother was coming, the noble concubine wiped away her tears and stepped forward to salute Li Wei.
"Queen Mother, Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he..." The noble concubine was too grief-stricken and could not speak.
Li Wei pulled Shujia and slowly walked to Fu Guang's bed. He was covered with an ordinary bright yellow brocade quilt with dragon patterns, and his face was covered with a bright yellow brocade handkerchief.
She stretched out her hand to remove the veil, but her outstretched hand could not stop trembling. She seemed to have no strength at all. She could clearly reach the veil, but her fingers seemed to be frozen. It took her several attempts to do so. He took off the veil on Fu Guang's face.
The face under the veil was exceptionally calm, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep. Under the illumination of the candlelight, the face is also reflected with a layer of light yellow, which can also make people feel warm.
Li Wei reached out to touch Fu Guang's face, which was also warm, and then took his hand, which was also warm. It's just that I can no longer respond to her, and I can no longer hold her hand.
The saddest thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift. Li Wei couldn't bear it anymore, and big tears rolled down his eyes. Later, I became even more sad and cried hoarsely beside the quilt.
Zhao Qian didn't dare to delay at all after receiving the bad news, and hurried to the palace. He was extremely shocked, how could he move so fast? He personally asked the attending doctor personally, he said that he had improved a lot, but why did he suddenly say that it was gone
Zhao Qian had no idea at the moment and repeatedly urged the carriage to go faster. The distant and near clan members in Beijing also rushed to the palace after hearing the news. Several Tuogu ministers in the cabinet knew about it and hurriedly put on their clothes and entered the palace.
By the time Zhao Qian hurried to Hanyuan Hall, Fu Guang had already changed into court clothes, put on a court crown, and got out of bed.
He walked in sadly, only to see a room full of women, children and young children.
When Li Wei was sad, when she saw Zhao Qian coming, she seemed to have met her backbone. She said, "Your Majesty, please come and see off the Emperor."
Zhao Qian came forward to pay homage to Fu Guang's body and bowed a few times at last.
Li Wei felt calm and his mind returned. The emperor passed away suddenly, and no heir was chosen. As the queen mother, she had to preside over the situation without chaos. Li Wei understood his responsibilities, and then he told everyone: "The emperor passed away, and the funeral ceremony was left to Jin Engong. The regent oversees the country and handles the government affairs together with the six cabinet ministries. As for the selection of the emperor, wait until the emperor's appointment." After the matter is settled, all the feudal lords will be gathered together to discuss. "
Jin Engong is the eldest son of Princess Yongjing. He has a stable temperament and a sophisticated behavior. Li Wei was relieved to leave it to him.
Li Wei gave the order and everyone obeyed the Queen Mother's will. At the moment, everyone performs his or her duties step by step.
This night was destined to be a sleepless night for the people in the palace.
The volte light lies in the curtain, and he has already hurried away when he was only seven years old. As soon as he was one month old, he was named a prince because of Emperor Chengzong's love, stealing the limelight from his elder brothers. Unfortunately, his biological mother passed away when he was just one year old, and his father died when he was six years old. However, he passed away again only a year later. How short this life is!
(End of chapter)