After Jun Yifan went out, he went to visit the Queen Mother.
When the Queen Mother saw Jun Yifan's tired and thin appearance, she felt so distressed that she pulled Jun Yifan to her side.
"Yifan, it's only been a few days and you've lost weight like this. Grandma feels bad for her." Jun Yifan hasn't had a good night's sleep for several days and nights.
He can be here now only by holding himself up.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he would think of his dead queen.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to sharing everything about him with his mother, and now that person suddenly left.
Not only does it feel uncomfortable for a moment, it's as if the most precious thing is suddenly gone, and you have entered a completely strange and strange thing.
There, no one cares about whether you eat well or sleep well. Everyone is like a stranger.
A forced smile tugged at the corner of his lips: "It's the child who makes grandma worried. It's the child's fault."
"My child has lost weight. Look how thin he has become just today. His whole body has also turned a lot darker. Someone, come and bring out the thousand-year-old snow lotus and ginseng that the Ai family has collected!"
"Yes, Queen Mother." The female officer beside the Queen Mother turned around and walked out.
Jun Yifan shook his head: "Grandma Huang, don't worry, Yifan will be fine."
It's okay, how can it be okay
"Your mother..." The Queen Mother felt sad thinking about it.
This queen!
A very reasonable queen, she managed the harem in an orderly manner and never relied on the emperor's favor to be lawless or do irrational things.
He treated every concubine in the palace with great tolerance and generosity.
Even though she may not have done so well before, it is inevitable that the emperor likes her and always thinks about her.
But it’s gone like this.
"Queen, she was so gentle, virtuous, beautiful and generous. She never wronged anyone. She was a role model for all the women in the palace, but she died like this..."
The Queen Mother couldn't help but shed a tear from the corner of her eyes.
"Grandma Huang, please stop crying. If you cry again, Yifan will cry too."
Jun Yifan choked up.
"Queen Mother, you are getting older, you have to take care of your health!" the chamberlain next to her advised.
The Queen Mother quickly wiped her tears and blamed herself: "It's the Ai family's fault. You have experienced such great pain, and I want you to be sad again. My dear child, the Queen Mother has stopped crying. Don't be too sad." .”
"Yes, baby, stop crying, stop crying." Jun Yifan took the towel handed over by the chamberlain on the side, wiped it, and sat down in the seat next to the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother knew that Jun Yifan wanted to talk to her privately, so she asked everyone else to leave.
His expression became serious, he sat upright and said in a deep voice: "My child, you want to ask about your mother, right?"
Jun Yifan nodded noncommittally, with a panicked expression: "Yes, the child has been feeling sad since he heard about his mother. Because he didn't want to be disturbed after his mother left, he didn't personally see his mother's face when she left. But the child knows that this matter is not simple, and wants to know the truth about some things from his grandmother."
The Empress Dowager put her hands on the desk and sighed deeply: "Grandma knows your doubts. It is a very unbelievable thing for a woman in her youth to suddenly die of illness, let alone among the people. It's even more questionable in the palace. Your father has his own thoughts on this matter, so go ahead and go. It's important to live, so don't investigate this matter any further, just leave it at that."
Jun Yifan clenched his fists: "The child is not willing to give in. I don't want the mother to go without knowing anything. Since the Queen Mother is unwilling to help the child, the child can check it by himself without bothering the grandmother."
Jun Yifan stood up, cupped his hands towards the Empress Dowager, and said respectfully and distantly: "My child, please leave."
"Hey..." The Queen Mother looked at Jun Yifan's disappearing figure, and her expression darkened.
This kid is just as awkward as his father.
He is so smart, couldn't he see that his father intended to protect that woman
She had been in the palace for so many years. If she could no longer understand the thoughts of her son and concubines, it would have been a waste of time.
Among them, there are complex links, and one move affects the whole body.
Don't move!
The emperor was not easily tempted, but he was sincerely moved by that woman. That woman was his life, his treasure. He had to marry that woman back regardless of what he did, even risking his life.
Over the years, although he didn't treat her well on the surface, secretly she could see clearly.
I wish I could give my heart to that woman.
That charming woman! It still brought them so much trouble to the royal family.
Hey, is all this a blessing or a curse
After Jun Yifan left, he ordered Xiao Mo and Jing Chen to investigate the matter carefully.
The queen mother died in such a tragic way, but at the critical moment, the father and that virtuous concubine were inseparable.
He really wanted to slap his father right away and wake him up.
The queen mother was worried about him, but he was kissing me with another woman when the queen mother was still alive, and it was so sweet.
… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …
"Bing Ling, where are you going?" The man in white blocked the woman's way.
Bing Ling glanced at the extremely beautiful man with a half-smile, and said impatiently: "Do I need to report to you where I want to go? Zhu Xi, you are too lenient."
She is the god of war in heaven, and even the Emperor of Heaven will not care about her whereabouts.
An outsider still wants to interfere with her affairs.
The man named Zhu Xi's face froze, and he hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that, I was just worried that you would be deceived by some people with ulterior motives."
"People with ulterior motives?" Bing Ling said. She took a serious look at Zhu Xi and nodded speciously: "You are right. There are indeed people with ulterior motives who have been blocking my way. Get out of the way. If you don't get out of the way, stop. It’s my fault for taking action.”
Zhu Xi was injured so badly that he had no choice but to compromise: "Bing Ling, let me go down to the world with you. We have to take care of each other. If the Emperor of Heaven discovers that you have gone down to earth privately, I can at least say a few words for you."
"The Emperor cares about you and the friendship between you. I don't care. Get out of the way!" Bing Ling flicked his sleeves and a white crystal light flashed away.
Zhu Xi took two steps back to escape, with a horrified look on his face, as if he didn't believe it: "Bing Ling, we are acquaintances after all, how could you be so cruel to me?"
Bing Ling looked at Zhu Xi with a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth: "Is this cruel? So what if I am cruel to you? We only met a few times, but you insist on coming to me again and again. You are looking for me." That's your business and has nothing to do with me. If you block my way in the future, I won't be polite to you anymore."
With that said, he stepped on a cloud, penetrated countless clouds, and flew downward into the sky.
Zhu Xi looked at the woman's heartless figure, her eyes dark and unreadable.
Bing Ling, I like you, I like you, why do you only treat him kindly, but treat me coldly
Apart from getting to know you later than him, what else did I do wrong
After the white clouds fell to the ground, Bing Ling flew down from the white clouds with joy, her clothes fluttering, and her white and shimmering dress made the stunning scenery even more pure and refined, wonderful and ethereal. Fairy.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the lower realms.
The surroundings are no longer monotonous blue sky and white clouds, but replaced by a field full of fragrant grass and open fields.
The grass is green and the wild flowers in the fields are blooming exceptionally brightly.
The faint aromatic smell is refreshing.
At the end of the field is a clear stream. Along the river are many lush and dense trees surrounded by four or five people.
Among them, a weeping willow with swaying branches hung down gracefully. A few branches fell into the water, and the weeping willow swayed slightly with the water, leaving a faint ripple shadow in the water.
The gurgling stream washes away the beautiful singing.
From time to time, a fish jumps up and down, pops its head out, spits a few bubbles playfully, then retracts its head like a prank, and then dives back into its hand.
Bing Ling pointed her finger toward the river, and a soft chair appeared. Bing Ling smiled brightly, like flowers blooming, as beautiful as ice and snow.
Sit leisurely on it and lazily enjoy the comfortable feeling brought by the soft sunlight.
A thin, straight bamboo pole with a fishing hook appeared in his hand.
Although the technique of inserting the fishhook into the water is unfamiliar, it is still decent.
Life on earth is good.
The scenery is delicious, beautiful and pleasant, unlike the quaint attics in the Heavenly Palace, which have never changed for thousands of years and are boring to death.
The sunshine is genial and warm as spring, and it is not like the cold buildings in the Heavenly Palace. There is also the deserted atmosphere and the cold air there, which is always cold and without any warmth.
Anyway, the world is good.
No wonder the seven daughters of the Queen Mother would rather cut off their immortal bones and become mortals, enduring birth, old age, sickness, death, pain and suffering, but insist on staying in the human world.
She is the god of war in the heavens and has not experienced any major events since she was a child.
It seems that since she can remember, she has been practicing diligently, day and night.
Her talent is also relatively good, and one day can be worth what others have practiced in a year.
Later, when there was a resistance against the Demon Realm in Heaven, many generals could not resist the attack of the Demon Realm and were killed by the Demon King.
Immortals in the heaven are panic-stricken, because many famous gods of war in the heaven could not resist and were killed until their armor was left intact, their souls were scattered, and they could not even be reincarnated.
Therefore, the remaining immortals were afraid. You pushed me, and I pushed you. No one dared to step forward and take command to drive away the demonic soldiers who were about to kill the heaven. They were afraid that if they were not careful, they would also lose their souls. The tragic end.
It completely disappeared from the three realms, not even leaving a breath.
Who would do this kind of thing that is not self-serving in any aspect, unless they don’t want to live anymore.
The demon world has a wait-and-see attitude and lets them do whatever they want.
(End of chapter)