Chapter 1111 Grand Finale: Return of an Old Friend (19)

Shen Miao thought that she would be filled with joy after learning about the fate of these two people, but at this moment, she did not feel much. It was as if she had just done what she was supposed to do, but no longer regarded revenge as her mission for the rest of her life.

Because, when she looked at her belly, she had something more important, the present moment.

Trapped in the shackles of hatred, she was the only one unable to break free. However, Xie Jingxing and this child finally helped her escape from that long nightmare. The longer she lived alone, the calmer her heart became. She had finally done the last thing she could for Fu Ming and Wan Yu. Now, she wanted to live her life well.

Luo Tan was looking at the flowers outside and said, "The lotus flowers are really beautiful, little cousin, let's go for a walk later."

Shen Miao nodded.

The lotus is very beautiful, and Empress Xian De loves to look at the lotus the most.

Emperor Yongle's health was getting worse day by day.

The imperial edict of succession had already been discussed privately with the Yongle Emperor's trusted ministers. The Yongle Emperor hadn't concealed his illness from them, and several ministers had already secretly arranged everything. If the Yongle Emperor ever truly woke up, everything would be left to its own devices. The edict of succession would be announced to the world, and when Xie Jingxing returned to the court, he would be held responsible for the entire Daliang.

Naturally, Emperor Yongle's illness was also kept secret from Xie Jingxing.

These things are like heavy shackles, and those who know about them may not be happy. This is also Emperor Yongle's own choice.

Meanwhile, Empress Xian De seemed the calmest. She continued to brew tea, read, play chess, and write every day. She chatted casually with Emperor Yong Le, occasionally teasing Shen Miao. If one ignored Emperor Yong Le's increasingly pale face, perhaps all this would seem no different from before.

In Weiyang Palace, Empress Xian De looked outside and said, "It just rained a little today. It will surely be very cool at night. I'm reluctant to drink that little jar of snow wine. How about tonight? Your Majesty, will you accompany me to finish it?"

Emperor Yongle sat on a chair. He glanced at Empress Xian De and laughed, "A jar of wine, do you want to get drunk?" But his words were very gentle.

"Who wouldn't want to be drunk?" Empress Xian De muttered to herself, then added, "One jar of wine wouldn't make me drunk. I can drink quite well. When I was little, I often stole wine with my brother in the mansion."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yongle showed a rare hint of interest and said, "This is not something you would do."

"That's nothing." Empress Xian De said this with a hint of pride. "I've never lost a drinking match with my brothers. Back then, my father even boasted that he would find me a vintage wine that would make me drunk with just one sip. He searched a lot but couldn't find it. Later, when I entered the palace, I didn't dare drink and lose my composure, so I stopped drinking."

"One moment it's tea, the next moment it's wine." Emperor Yongle sighed, "Your preferences are very different."

"Drinking tea sobers you up, drinking alcohol is indulgence." Empress Xian De smiled, "So tonight, Your Majesty, please stop being so arrogant and indulge yourself. This snow wine is brewed by me personally. Although it's not as good as any fine wine, it can still bring out the spirit."

"Okay." Emperor Yongle said, "I will indulge you this time."

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In late summer, the night breeze is gentle, and the lake is covered with green for ten miles. The lotus leaves stand gracefully in the wind, and the breeze blows, creating waves of green. The summer in Longye is long, and even at the end of August, there is no coolness.

In a small pavilion in the lake, there was a small jar of wine, a few cakes and two wine bowls on the table.

Emperor Yongle looked at the round wine bowl in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Use this?" When he made this action that Xie Jingxing usually did, he looked quite similar to Xie Jingxing.