Xiao Anrou had no idea what the word "sorry" meant, but she subconsciously moved closer to her when her hand reached out.
She called out in a confused manner, "Mom~"
The word "mother" made the queen unable to hold back her tears any longer. Her tears burst out like a dam, and fell on the pillow in big drops.
"Mom?" Little Anrou crawled onto the bed, stretched out her little hands, and wiped her tears carelessly, "Mom... cry... be good~"
The nanny translated to the queen, "The little princess is saying that if the queen doesn't cry, she will be good."
Xiao Rouan looked at Mammy and nodded.
"Mom, no, don't cry..."
The queen cried even harder. She suddenly realized what she had missed because of her paranoia.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Her eyes began to blur and she kept saying sorry.
Seeing this, the nanny stood up quickly and said, "Come here, imperial physician, please call the imperial physician!"
The queen was finally rescued.
It was not until the spring of the following year, when Tu Qingyu was already four or five months pregnant, that she truly reached her deathbed.
As husband and wife, it was impossible for Jiang Jingchuan not to come and see her for the last time.
"Your Majesty... I, I look ugly like this..." She leaned against the headboard with delicate makeup, looking at the man in front of her, and pulled the corners of her mouth with effort, "Your Majesty, I really haven't seen you for a long time."
"Last night... I had a dream. In the dream, I was sitting in a bridal sedan chair, having just married into the Eastern Palace. I was filled with joy. Your Majesty is so handsome... After all these years, Your Majesty is still... the same as before. Time has been kind to you, Your Majesty..."
When a person is about to die, even the hardest heart will soften, let alone a couple who have been married for so many years.
Jiang Jingchuan softened his tone for once and agreed with him, "You're still as pretty as you were back then."
"Really? Than, than..." Is she prettier than Tu Qingyu?
But she didn't ask the question even when it was on the tip of her tongue. When a person is about to die, he should have some self-awareness.
She wanted to make good use of the little bit of guilt His Majesty felt now to make An Rou's life easier in the future.
She stretched out her skinny hand and covered Jiang Jingchuan's broad palm, "Your Majesty, for so many years... I, I don't regret being your wife..."
"I did some wrong things later. I'm sorry... I disappointed His Majesty..."
"No, you did great."
"An Rou..."
"Don't worry, she is also my daughter. I will not treat her unfairly."
She looked at the man in front of her who finally looked a little more friendly, and felt sad.
It turns out that only when you are about to die can you get a good look from the other person.
But now is not the time to worry about these things, she can't waste any more time.
She raised her head and her tears fell on the back of Jiang Jingchuan's hand.
"Your Majesty, can I see the imperial concubine?" She forced herself to speak, enunciating each word.
Jiang Jingchuan was a little hesitant. Tu Qingyu was already five months pregnant, and he was afraid of disturbing her if he asked her to come.
"Your Majesty, I know what you are thinking. After I leave... Tu Qingyu will definitely be the second empress. I just want to ask her for something. Will you not agree to this?"
He hesitated for a moment, looked at the queen's earnest eyes, and finally nodded.
As soon as he nodded, the Queen's maid said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has arrived."
Jiang Jingchuan immediately frowned and looked at the queen.
The Queen smiled weakly, "I'm sorry, I don't know if you can... agree to this. I can only make my own decision and invite the person here first."
When Tu Qingyu came in, Jiang Jingchuan subconsciously let go of the Queen's hand and stood up to help her.
"How did you get here? Are you tired?"
"I came here in a sedan chair. Don't worry, I'm not tired." She patted Jiang Jingchuan's hand, "Your Majesty, please go out first. I believe the Queen wants to talk to me alone about something."
Jiang Jingchuan frowned slightly, she shook his sleeve, and he finally nodded and went out.
Tu Qingyu held her belly and sat on the edge of the bed, "What does your Majesty want to say to me?"
The queen's eyes fell on her belly. "Five months, it looks like... twins..."
"Your Majesty is right. The imperial physician has examined this pregnancy and it's twins again." She gently placed her hand on her belly.
The queen's vision was a little blurred, but even though she couldn't see clearly, she still thought Tu Qingyu was absolutely beautiful.
"Tu Qingyu..." She called softly, "If you and I were not His Majesty's wives and concubines... I might be able to become your good friend... Who knows."
"You're right, I often think so."
"Really?" The Queen smiled. "That's great."
She stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Tu Qingyu's hand, but unfortunately her hand was too weak. She tried to raise it again and again, but it couldn't move.
Tu Qingyu took the initiative to hold her hand, "What does your Majesty want to say?"
"I'm sorry... Please forgive me for being so... obsessed a while ago... I, I want to ask you a favor... As a mother..."
"You say."
"An Rou, I will let His Majesty... hand her over to the Noble Concubine for upbringing. You don't need to worry too much about her. I only ask that you take good care of her from time to time... When she grows up, I will choose her a... good husband... She will live a peaceful and smooth life. That will be enough..."
This was a mother's earnest request before her death. It was a simple task, so of course she would not refuse.
Besides, she and the queen didn't actually have any deep hatred.
She's just a little girl, there's no reason she can't be accommodated.
"I promise you, don't worry."
"Thank you..." She knew that Tu Qingyu was really not a bad person.
The empress died on the sixth day of the second month of the first year of Qianyuan Taichu.
The funeral was hosted by Tu Qingyu and organized by Lu Huaixi.
"How is it? Are you tired?" At night, Jiang Jingchuan sat on the bed and rubbed Tu Qingyu's legs.
Tu Qingyu leaned lazily to the side, holding a storybook in his hand, "It's okay, mainly because of Sister Huai Xi. If it weren't for her, I really wouldn't be able to relax."
"If you feel tired, just leave everything to her."
"Isn't this bad? I think Sister Huaixi is so tired that she can't even straighten her back."
"It's okay. It's time for her to exercise so that she can help you in the future."
"Assist me?" Tu Qingyu looked at her doubtfully, "What does your Majesty mean?"
Jiang Jingchuan stretched out a hand and pinched her nose. "Didn't you guess it? Why are you still asking?"
"But Your Majesty, I, I was born a maid in the palace, and the ministers will not agree."
"Heh." Jiang Jingchuan sneered, "This Qian Yuan is the Jiang family's Qian Yuan. Do I want them to agree?"
"Don't worry, I will prepare everything. After you are out of confinement and the baby's full moon banquet is over, I will hold the canonization ceremony."
"But I...can I really do it?"
"Why can't you? Don't think I don't know. You are very smart."
The two were talking when they were interrupted by the deafening cry of a baby.
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