The rain kept falling in the imperial city.
Xiao Changzi held up an umbrella, and Lu Zhenzhi held his legitimate son, waiting anxiously beside the imperial carriage.
The maids in the Jin mansion ran in and out carrying hot water.
Lu Zhenzhi no longer wanted to wait outside the mansion.
He carried the child in his arms and walked towards the Jin Mansion.
Before he even reached her, he heard a voice: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty is dead! Quickly report this to His Majesty!"
Lu Zhenzhi handed the child to Xiao Pu beside him and rushed in!
As soon as I entered, I saw the bed covered in blood.
A girl beside him was holding Fu Tong'er's second son. Hong Yusu was holding the unconscious Fu Tong'er.
"Tong'er." Lu Zhenzhi walked over quickly, and Hong Yusu stood up to stop him.
"Your Majesty, why are you here? She's going to die!"
"Get out!" Lu Zhen hit him with his palm, and Hong Yusu jumped aside.
"Tong'er," Lu Zhenzhi sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hand and hooked it, and the girl gave him the second son.
Fu Tong'er closed her eyes and was too weak to speak.
"Tong'er, open your eyes and look at our child."
Xiao Pu and others had already come over and brought Emperor Yong's eldest son.
Lu Zhenzhi held one on each side and said: "Tong'er, you haven't named them yet. Get up and name them. I will listen to you. Tong'er..."
Doctor Jin came over and knelt down to report: "Your Majesty, the Queen has passed away. Please accept my condolences, Your Majesty."
"Nonsense!" Lu Zhen roared, and everyone knelt.
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…
"She's still alive!" Lu Zhen roared, shaking the entire Jin Mansion. "She just gave birth, how could she leave! She's only nineteen! Only nineteen! Save her! Jin Caozi, I command you..."
The usually steady man was no longer stable at this moment. The first cracks appeared in his memory.
"The Empress Dowager has arrived! The Empress has arrived!"
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"Lu Jin, let me see my grandson." The Queen Mother came in supported by Wu Zhuoyan.
Lu Zhenzhi held the two children in his arms, his eyes full of ferocity.
"Come here! The Queen Mother has confined her to Yongshou Palace! Wu Zhuoyan is demoted to slavery and expelled from the palace!"
"Lu Jin..." The Queen Mother began to speak, and Lu Zhenzhi continued, "If the Queen Mother is reluctant, you can go with this humble servant!"
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The Queen Mother took two steps back.
November 9th
National mourning
Of Dayan, Empress Jinduancixuanshengxiao, Fu Tonger, was buried in the imperial mausoleum.
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The cold wind indicates the coming of autumn
In the palace,
Lu Zhenzhi's hair was already full of silver.
He held her small portrait and saw that she looked gentle and lovely at first.
Review memorials.
Two three-year-old boys ran in, and one of them shouted, "Father, Father."
Lu Zhenzhi put down his brush. Under his majesty, his eyes seemed to be looking at an old friend.
He could only feel that she was alive when he looked at her children.
"Tong'er." He hallucinated again.
"Father, Zhang'er pays his respects to you." This is the second son, Yin Zhang.
"Your son pays his respects to the Emperor." This is the eldest son, Yinsi.
Lu Zhenzhi sighed, and the beard on his lips turned white.
"Come, come to me."
Yin Zhang was a few hours younger than him and was lively by nature. When he heard what Lu Zhenzhi said, he stood up, ran over, and clung to Lu Zhenzhi, just like Fu Tong'er.
"Father, Father."
Lu Zhenzhi loved this youngest son the most.
She raised her hand, picked him up and sat him on her lap, and pinched his little nose, just like she pinched Fu Tonger's nose.
Yin Si was the eldest son. When he was born, Lu Zhenzhi held him in his arms: "Father, it's cold today. Let's go see Mother."
The baby voice and maturity that was beyond his age made Lu Zhenzhi love his eldest son.
"Um."
Outside the Imperial Mausoleum
General Xiao stayed by Lu Zhenzhi's side as always.
The two three-year-old princes, Yinsi and Yinzhang, were led by their wet nurse.
Emperor Yong got off the imperial carriage, his silver hair combed up, and was supported by little Changzi.
"Tong'er, I'm here to see you." Lu Zhenzhi personally visited the grave and said with his head tilted, "Si'er, Zhang'er."
"Your son is here!" Yin Si looks most like Lu Zhenzhi.
The second son, Yin Zhang, was more like Fu Tong'er. When he heard his father calling him, he stumbled over and hugged his legs, just as Fu Tong'er had hugged his legs: "Father, father, Zhang'er is here."
Lu Zhenzhi smiled kindly, leaned over and picked up Yin Zhang, then waved to Yin Si who was kneeling on the ground: "Si'er, come here."
At this time, Hong Yusu was disheveled and drunk as he climbed up the imperial mausoleum.
"She's not dead, she's not dead, I don't believe it, I don't believe it,"
Xiao Pu went over and helped him up: "General Hong, look at how you look now... His Majesty will blame you again if he sees you."
"I want to open the coffin! Open the coffin! She's not dead! She must not be dead! Tongtong! Tongtong!"
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