When Qimula was thirty years old, her mother, the queen, passed away. She then ascended the throne.
He appointed his eldest son as crown prince.
At that time, Shu Hengming was tricked into living here for two or three years.
Shu Hengming truly regretted coming here; he had to help her with government affairs every day.
Later, as the child grew older, starting at the age of thirteen, he was busy with state affairs every day. His mother, the Empress, was away for more than half the year.
The same goes for my father.
Later, the crown prince also quit and started frequently traveling to the capital.
Anyway, life in the capital is great. My grandmother is very kind, and my aunts are all very affectionate.
Of course, my uncles and aunts were a bit lacking; they all seemed a bit dim-witted.
Although the two brothers have spent little time together since childhood, their relationship has always been good.
Shu Hengming never said it, but everyone knew that he doted on these two boys who had Mengzhu Kingdom blood.
He lived to be sixty-nine years old, and Qimula was with him until his death.
The two held each other's hands, and although they didn't say it outright, they both understood.
At least emotionally, they have no regrets about each other in this lifetime.
A few years later, Qimula died of illness in the capital.
The emperor decreed that they be buried together.
Being buried in the imperial mausoleum of the Dayan Dynasty would be an honor for Meng Zhuguo.
Due to blood ties, Mengzhuguo and Dayan became the closest of relatives.
Shu Hengming's life was full of ups and downs, and there were all sorts of opinions about him. Most people pitied him for never having a proper wife.
But he himself, and those close to him, know that he is very happy. In fact, this unusual life has made him even more lively.
There are gains and losses, but at least he knows that his life has been interesting and warm.
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