"This is the first time I feel so relaxed since I entered the palace."
Apart from the attire of a palace concubine, she seemed to have turned into the real Yi Qingchen again.
"Mother, you have never changed over the years." Feng Zhuohua walked in at this time. He put a snow-white fox fur coat on Yi Qingchen, "Mother, let me help you go out and take a look. Everything outside has been arranged."
However, Yi Qingchen stubbornly refused to support Feng Zhuohua. She chose to walk out of the inner hall slowly by herself and walked to the courtyard step by step.
In this severe winter, I don't know how Feng Zhuohua managed to create a verdant vine rack with thousands of paper cranes hanging from it.
There was a recliner placed under the shelf. Yi Qingchen lay on the recliner, with countless paper cranes in front of her. This reminded her of the scene when her father and mother accompanied her to celebrate her birthday.
Su Chenyu and 䀱䋢 Yanqing came over at this moment. 䀱䋢 Yanqing stood outside the vine rack and did not go inside. Only Su Chenyu walked to Yi Qingchen.
When Yi Qingchen saw Su Chenyu, a gentle smile appeared on her face. This might be the most sincere smile she had ever had in all these years: "You're here."
Su Chenyu squatted beside the recliner, looked at Yi Qingchen lying on the recliner, and nodded: "I'm here."
Yi Qingchen gave the Ping An Luo, which he had preserved well over the years, to Su Chenyu: "I am afraid that I will never see my benefactor again in this life. Please help me return this Ping An Luo to her. Tell her that the person she saved by changing her face is living well and has no regrets when he passed away. She is the best doctor in the world."
Su Chenyu took the Ping An Network calmly: "Don't worry, I will tell her in person."
"Also, I'm really sorry for having bad thoughts about you at that time."
Su Chenyu shook her head: "Don't mind it, I never blame you."
"You are generous of me for not blaming me, but I cannot help but apologize for what I did wrong. I want to leave cleanly and don't want to owe you anything."
Su Chenyu was sad, and replied: "I accept your apology, you can rest assured."
Yi Qingchen finally felt relieved. Feng Zhuohua walked to the other side of the recliner and squatted down, while Su Chenyu stood up and stepped aside.
"Zhuohua, you are the one I feel most sorry for this whole time."
Feng Zhuohua suppressed the grief in her heart: "Mother, I don't blame you, I only hate myself for not knowing the truth earlier, letting you bear the blood feud for so long."
"Zhuohua, after I die, bury me with the people of the Yi family." Yi Qingchen slowly explained her affairs after death, "I don't want to be his queen. Since the ceremony of crowning the queen has not been held, you can build a cenotaph and put it in the concubine's tomb."
Even if it was a cenotaph, Yi Qingchen was unwilling to put it in the imperial mausoleum.
"Also, erase all traces of Yi Qingchen's existence. In the future, when history books are written, there must not be a single word about Yi Qingchen or Yi Liyu in the former and harems."
Whether it was Yi Qingchen or the pseudonym Li Yu, she was unwilling to write it together with Feng Xuanming's name. This was the hatred she had for Feng Xuanming that she could never resolve.
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