What can she, now old and faded, hope for? Hope that her son will become emperor? He might not even succeed.
However, what if she died in the prime of her life, when her feelings for Emperor Mingde were at their most intense?
He was still murdered.
What will Emperor Mingde do? He will remember her for the rest of his life! He will reminisce about her from time to time, regarding her as the woman he loves most, someone no one else can compare to.
The living can never compare to the dead, because the dead have been embellished and beautified; they have no flaws!
Wei Tingsi shook his head, "No." It would be difficult for Emperor Mingde to make Yide his empress, as the Empress Dowager would be the first to disagree.
Recognizing the resonance, Zhao Shu added, "In the past, whenever a case related to hydrangeas appeared, did my Imperial Uncle always fly into a rage?"
Although Wei Tingsi had already spoken to Zhao Shu about it, he patiently nodded when she asked about it now.
“That’s right. She’s afraid that if too much time passes, her uncle will forget her, so she pulls this stunt from time to time so that her uncle will remember her for life. She’s really wicked.”
Even if I can't be your only one while you're alive, I'll still be the indelible mark on your heart even after you die!
Even if it's ten, twenty, thirty, or forty years, you will always love me the most in your heart.
"How can there be no evidence? It's just a guess, and besides, that girl might not be reliable." Wei Tingsi poured cold water on Zhao Shu's enthusiasm, making her heart sink.
She curled her lip. Didn't she know that Su Qiu was unreliable? Su Qiu was like a messenger specially arranged for them, and the other party was extremely arrogant.
However, it doesn't necessarily mean they're unreliable; after all, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
"Where is Wang Jize? Let's go see him." After not seeing him for many years, Zhao Shushi was eager to see what he had become.
After all, his mother was to marry the captain of the household guards.
Thinking of Fan Shi, Zhao Shu's gloom of the past few days vanished. As long as you have hope and strive hard, God will never let you down.
Look at Madam Fan, she lived an inhuman life in the family temple for the first half of her life, but who would have thought that she would be able to leave the family temple again? And she even exonerated the Fan family.
Most importantly, he has a very capable son. In his previous life, Wang Jize was an invincible young general.
As for myself, I have decided to send Zhang Liu and Wei Tingsi to clear his name and earn a title. I can't let the Fan family suffer too much.
Wei Tingsi had been watching her expression closely. Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, he wondered, "Why is she so happy to see Wang Jize?"
Zhao Shu was unaware that someone had inexplicably become jealous. She continued to laugh and, like a busybody, meddled in planning the future for Fan Shi and Zhang Liu.
First, he earned military merit and was promoted to general, then he found Wang Jize a good wife, and their lives became prosperous and thriving...
At this moment, Wang Jize's nose was itchy, and he kept sneezing.
The crown prince, who had come out with him, asked with amusement, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know. My mother said that sneezing means someone is thinking of me. Strange, who would be thinking of me?" He scratched his head.
The prince found the answer quite endearing and chuckled. He stood with his hands behind his back on a giant rock extending from the mountain range. The mountain wind blew his muddy robes. Although the journey had been arduous and difficult, leaving him somewhat disheveled, he now possessed an extraordinary air about him, as if he were a legendary sword immortal who had attained enlightenment on Kunlun Mountain and descended to save all living beings.
It could soar into the sky at any moment, unstoppable.
Over the years, Wang Jize has trained at sea and is no longer the pale-faced boy he once was. His bronze skin and well-defined muscles exude strength and health.
"Your Highness, why are there no attendants around you?" He had wanted to ask this for a long time. The Crown Prince did not have any eunuchs serving him. Instead, he was attended by minor officials from the Zhan Shi Mansion and some soldiers.
The crown prince was taken aback, his face stiffening slightly, but he quickly recovered. "There was one, but I sent him away on an errand."
There was only one? Wang Jize secretly gave the Crown Prince a thumbs up in his heart. This Crown Prince was unpretentious and had a good personality. Standing there, he seemed to blend into the world, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Actually, there were rumors circulating that the Crown Prince was not a good person, but at this time he thought the Crown Prince was very good, especially after getting to know him, he found that he was actually a very thoughtful person.
Good character, thoughtful, receptive to advice, authoritative but not easily angered.
Unlike some princes who have nothing but their birth, but still like to look down on others.
Xiao Fuzi, who had been sent on a mission, was now wrapped in green leaves, burying the body of his last companion, before setting off again with his sword in hand.
He had only taken two steps when his face bumped into a spider web. He reached out and wiped it off, spitting out a mouthful of saliva. "Pah! If I catch you, I'll show you what the eighteen cruelest tortures are!"
He had been wandering in the woods for four or five days, and one by one, the people around him were inexplicably attacked. He hadn't even discovered his opponent yet, but all his men were dead.
Now he was left alone in the woods continuing his search. "Miss Sun, my aunt, where are you? Could you please give me a sound so I can find you?"
He was going crazy. He couldn't see the enemy clearly, and his own people were dying one by one. He wasn't afraid at first, but he couldn't stand this kind of game anymore.
After walking for a while, suddenly, the sound of sharp objects piercing the air came from behind him. He instantly performed a beautiful somersault, and six darts flew past his body, embedding themselves in the tree trunks.
He glanced at the dart that was mostly embedded in the tree trunk; the dart was very thin, like an embroidery needle.
With several loud "cracks," the tree that had been hit by the dart crashed down.
His nerves tensed instantly, every pore seemed to wish it could turn into eyes, his breathing slowed to a minimum, and he listened intently, not missing even the slightest sound.
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