"You are all my own flesh and blood, and no one wants you to be well more than I do."

The Empress Dowager's words were earnest, and Big Fatty Orange had heard similar sentiments many times before. He believed that the Empress Dowager truly meant what she said.

It's not poverty that's the problem, but inequality. After all these decades, the mother and son will just continue to live by their calculations.

Back then, the late emperor favored my second brother, and although he entrusted him to my mother's care, no matter how much my mother pleaded, she refused to change the imperial edict.

The fear was that if he became the mother's son, it would threaten the second brother's status as the legitimate son. Even so, he still held the title of half a legitimate son.

During the struggle for the throne, his brothers, while wary of their second brother, the crown prince, also kept their eyes on him.

It's all because my mother left too early...

Putting these thoughts aside for the moment, the chubby orange said, "Your Majesty, please speak freely. I'm listening."

The Empress Dowager said cautiously, "I know that the Fourteenth Prince is impulsive and easily manipulated."

"You were deceived by the hypocrisy of those petty people, which caused you a lot of trouble."

“He is young and now his life hangs in the balance. The imperial mausoleum is cold and desolate, not a suitable place for him to recuperate.”

"Now, Your Majesty no longer asks for your forgiveness, but only hopes that you can bring the Fourteenth Prince back to the capital for medical treatment."

"At least we'll spare his life. After the Empress Dowager closes her eyes, no matter how much trouble you cause, no one will say a word."

The Empress Dowager looked at the big, fat orange, her eyes full of pleading.

At this moment, she was not a high and mighty empress dowager, but simply a mother worried about her son.

Big Fat Orange said, "The Fourteenth Prince is seriously ill, and the imperial physicians have already rushed to the imperial mausoleum. If we rashly send him back to the capital at this time, the long journey will not be good for his condition."

"I think it's best to let him recover first. If he needs anything, someone will naturally send it to him."

"Just as Your Majesty said, you are getting old, and too many worries are not good for your health."

Hearing what the chubby man said, the Empress Dowager assumed he was determined to take the fourteenth prince's life, and said sorrowfully...

"In the end, you still won't let your brother go. Do you really want your mother to suffer the pain of outliving her son again?"

The chubby orange said, "Your Majesty is overthinking it. I had no such intention. I spared the lives of the Eighth and Ninth Princes, let alone the Fourteenth Prince."

“A few days ago, Consort Hua told me that the Empress Dowager should be the most honored person in the world.”

"Besides worshipping Buddha, they also have to worry about mundane matters. Isn't it unfilial of them as the younger generation?"

"Therefore, he begged me to find someone to share the burden with the Empress Dowager. I originally just listened and didn't take it to heart. After all, the Empress Dowager has her own trusted confidants to handle these trivial matters for you."

"But today, the Empress Dowager is very worried about the Fourteenth Prince's illness. It would be unwise to let her mind be distracted by other matters."

"For a moment, I am at a loss as to what to do. What does Your Majesty think?"