It is snowy in winter.
The pomegranate blossoms have all withered.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, you have to take the medicine..." Nanny Ping burst into tears out of heartache.
Just then, another burst of sobbing was heard at the door.
Concubine Zhuang looked up and saw a little girl hiding behind the door, looking at her secretly with tears in her eyes.
The mother and daughter looked at each other.
The eldest princess immediately took two steps back and hid behind the door, not daring to stick her head out.
The last time she was poisoned, the nanny said that her mother was watching over her. But when she woke up, her mother was gone.
She also wanted to protect her mother.
But she was afraid that her mother didn't want to see her...
Her mother always found reasons to send her away, so she stayed behind the door and accompanied her.
"What are you doing here?" Concubine Zhuang asked weakly.
The eldest princess then took two steps and stepped out from behind the door, lowering her head awkwardly: "I want to accompany you..."
Concubine Zhuang felt tears in her eyes for some reason. "Go and study. I don't need you to accompany me..."
"Your Majesty, let the eldest princess accompany you. I will go and cut some flower patterns and send them to the Ministry of Internal Affairs... The Ministry of Internal Affairs sent people to choose patterns for you early in the morning. I remember that you like pomegranate flowers the most. Can I cut some pomegranate flower patterns for you?" Madam Ping said hurriedly.
"Why should I wear new clothes now..." Concubine Zhuang was very depressed and had no interest in life.
"His Majesty ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make this for you a while ago. It uses a snow fox that His Majesty hunted himself..." said Nanny Ping.
The tears in Concubine Zhuang's eyes instantly rolled down.
She thought of the emperor, then looked at the eldest princess in front of her, and suddenly realized that she had too much attachment to this world.
She was reluctant to leave.
"Mammy, I want pomegranate flowers." Concubine Zhuang said softly.
Madam Ping immediately responded happily, "Okay! I am the best at cutting pomegranate flowers!"
She heaved a sigh of relief. The queen had been in a daze these past few days, and now she was finally a little angry.
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