This time, Ah Man was still standing at the place where she waited for her father last time. That was the place her father had to pass through when going to and from court.
Once upon a time, she had eagerly waited here for her father to come out of court, and then followed him to Fengyang Palace for lunch. She had also waited here after doing something wrong, begging her father to coax her mother to calm down. But in the same place, she no longer had the thoughts of the little girl she had back then, nor did she have the joy and anxiety in her heart at that time. Now, when she thought of her father, she was left with only sadness in her heart.
Ah Man waited in this corridor for a long time before she saw Su Jing walking out from the shadow of the sunlight.
He was much thinner than he was more than a month ago, and his face no longer had the smile it once had. Even though there were countless eunuchs and guards behind him, they could not hide the loneliness around him.
Ah Man shook his head, not letting himself feel heartbroken. He had killed his own mother, so he deserved to endure loneliness for the rest of his life.
Ah Man said this over and over again in his heart, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in his heart no matter what
Why is this happening? Since no one is happy with the result, why let things get to this point
Su Jing looked at the pretty girl standing there from afar, and felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the happy times in the past.
But when he saw Ah Man's face clearly, his heart sank to the bottom.
He walked up to Ah Man and asked, "What are you doing here? This place is close to the imperial court."
"Don't worry, Father. Your court, your Bei'an, and your people have nothing to do with me. I came here only for someone who has nothing to do with you anymore."
Ah Man's words were cold. Her heart, which had been warmed by the memories, suddenly became as cold as ice because of Su Jing's doubts.
"My mother passed away, and you asked me to preside over her funeral. There is one thing I cannot decide, so I came to ask my father, what posthumous title you would like to give my mother?"
When it comes to posthumous titles, A'man's heart aches. What she asked her father for was the honor of her mother's death.
Su Jing didn't say anything, just looked at Ah Man.
"The most brilliant years of my mother's life were spent in this deep palace for you, managing palace affairs for you, and bearing children for you. Now that she is dead, even for the sake of the love we once shared in the same bed, shouldn't you also carefully choose a posthumous title for her?"
Ah Man herself did not realize that deep in her heart, she had such a deep resentment towards her father. Every word she spoke was like a knife, piercing her heart.
"Since I have ordered you to handle all matters concerning the funeral, it is natural that you should come up with the posthumous title."
"You just want to make my mother a laughing stock of the world, right? You are her husband, a king." Ah Man even doubted her ears. Her father was so wise, how could he say such a thing
"With you here, my daughter dare not act on her own." Ah Man refused in a trembling voice, and her heart, which had long been frozen, was filled with waves of pain.
"Even if you don't consider your children, Father, and are not afraid that my mother's spirit will be at peace, you should also consider how you are perceived by the people. No one wants the emperor above them to be cold and heartless."
"You go and draft this matter. I will then issue an edict according to the posthumous title you draft." Su Jing finally backed down. After he finished speaking, he almost fled away. Ah Man looked at his receding back, and her heart ached more and more.
This result was good, but her father's coldness still broke her heart, making her doubt whether the so-called love between men and women was really so fragile and vulnerable.
Ah Man left with a wry smile, his mind lingering on what posthumous title to give his mother.
Her mother is worthy of the most beautiful words in the world.
However, no matter how stunning the words are, the Queen Mother will not know them. But it’s a good thing that the Queen Mother doesn’t know them, otherwise, how sad would she be facing her cold-hearted husband
It’s better to die. At least I don’t have to face my father’s cold-hearted look. It’s a relief.
Just thinking of her father, Ah Man's heart couldn't help but ache. That was her father. She had sworn to be filial to him all her life. His indulgence and pampering to her over the years was not fake, but his coldness towards her mother was also not fake.
(End of this chapter)