Chapter 569 Showing Affection in Front of Her Ex-Husband, the Emperor
"Zhouzhou."
Aunt Zhou called softly. Ever since the emperor took her daughter away, she hadn't had a good night's sleep, and her face looked much more haggard.
Little Zhouzhou changes every day. Now she can stand up while holding onto things. When she heard her mother calling her, she almost fell down because she let go of her hand.
Aunt Zhou quickly helped her up and picked her up, her eyes red and her voice hoarse, "Mother is back, Mother is back."
Little Zhouzhou hugged Aunt Zhou tightly, her little hands clasped around, her face full of smiles.
Little Mianmian came out of the house, smiling and calling out, "Grandma~ Grandma~"
Aunt Zhou, holding Zhouzhou and leading Xiaomianmian by the hand, smiled and said, "Our Mianmian has grown a lot."
Little Mianmian looked up and smiled, "Mommy said that I can eat and sleep well, and in a few years I will grow into a big girl."
Aunt Zhou was amused by the way she spoke. Little Mianmian's chubby face always revealed tiny dimples when she spoke. Even the most heartless person would feel warm inside when looking at her.
Just like the attempt to save spring back then.
Du Wanchun walked slowly over and whispered to Xiao Mianmian, "Mianmian, have you forgotten what your mother told you? In the future, you must call your grandmother 'Princess' and your grandfather 'Imperial Uncle' in front of others."
Little Mianmian nodded obediently.
Now that Aunt Zhou is the Third Princess, Du Wanchun explained things to Xiaomianmian in this way to avoid giving people something to talk about.
Aunt Zhou felt somewhat saddened and needed to sort things out for a while.
Du Wanchun summoned a palace maid to serve tea to Aunt Zhou. At noon, the Third Prince arrived and wanted to take Aunt Zhou to see the Emperor.
Aunt Zhou gripped the handkerchief tightly, her heart filled with unease and hesitation.
Du Wanchun held her hand, her eyes filled with encouragement.
After meeting the emperor, Aunt Zhou's anxious heart calmed down; she was destined to meet him eventually.
Afterwards, the Third Prince took Granny Zhou to the Emperor's bedroom.
Now, everyone inside and outside this place is Zhou Ruiyuan's people, so they can walk into the hall without any fear.
The emperor heard footsteps and slightly opened his eyes.
The Third Prince walked to his bedside and bowed respectfully, saying, "I heard that Your Majesty is seriously ill, so I brought my wife to visit you."
Upon seeing his younger brother, who had stolen his beloved woman, the emperor was filled with rage. He kicked his immobile leg and struggled to get up.
Unfortunately, he was now powerless to vent his anger and could only watch helplessly as the Third Prince, supporting Zhou Da Niang's hand, came to him. "Brother, this is the princess I married in Cheng'an County. Her surname is Zhou. Although she comes from a farming family, she is gentle, kind, and virtuous. She is a rare and good woman."
"Waaah! Waaah!" The emperor struggled to cry out when he saw the empress he had been longing for, his eyes red with anger and helplessness.
With a cold gaze, Aunt Zhou looked at the man who had killed her father on the sickbed in front of her, and at her husband whom she had been married to for more than ten years. Gradually, she felt a sense of satisfaction at having avenged her great grudge.
Perhaps this is a punishment crueler than death.
She gradually smiled.
That smile was like a sharp blade slicing through the emperor's heart. His brows furrowed, and he protested his dissatisfaction with his defeated body.
His bloodshot eyes showed no remorse, only hatred.
The Third Prince put his arm around Granny Zhou's shoulder and said slowly to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will be in the palace these days and will take good care of you with the Princess Consort."
This is the essence of killing someone by destroying their spirit.
The emperor, his face flushed, was breathing heavily, his eyes wide open, his hands clenched tightly, as if he might die at any moment.
Doctor Xu, who was standing nearby, quickly came over and began to administer acupuncture. "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. If you get angry again, you might really die."
After the needle was inserted, the emperor regained his breath, but his face turned ashen. His eyes were fixed on the Third Prince's hand that was holding back Aunt Zhou, as if to say, "Let go! Let go of me if you don't!"
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