The Queen Mother was breathing out more than she was breathing in, and it was obvious that she was dying. After all, Su Ji was not a god, so there was nothing he could do.
Yan Shiyue and the other person, along with the emperor, empress and prince, just stood there quietly.
It was not until then that she discovered that when a person is about to die, all the wrinkles on his face will disappear, which gives her an indescribable strange feeling.
Around midnight, the Queen Mother suddenly fluttered to her feet. Several people rushed forward, but the Queen Mother stretched out her hand toward the outside: "Fu Yan..."
The voice was hoarse and unclear. Yan Shiyue said nothing. He hurried forward and held her hand. Tears fell from his eyes, and he seemed to be extremely sad: "Grandma! Grandma!"
The Queen Mother didn't know where she got the strength from, but she grabbed her hand tightly and broke her wrist with her nails.
She stared at her intently and murmured, "Save me..."
Yan Shiyue sneered inwardly.
Really... a selfish person, selfish until the last moment of his life.
But it’s better this way, because this way, the little bit of sadness left in her heart will be gone!
...
...
Although she was calm in her heart, she still couldn't stop crying: "Grandma! I want to save you too! But I can't even cure my own illness, I really have no other choice! Grandma, I'm sorry, it's Yue'er who is incompetent..."
Prince Ke looked at him with a frown and was about to speak, but Huo Qijing gently pinched his shoulder and he swallowed the words back.
Emperor Mingyan burst into tears and gently held the Queen Mother's hand: "Mother, do you have anything to say?"
The Queen Mother looked at him with cloudy eyes and said with a struggling voice: "I... it's all for you, for you! You must..."
She opened her mouth and tried desperately to finish the sentence, but no sound came out. The hissing sound deep in her throat was so deafening.
As someone who is still being dragged down until now, Yan Shiyue's feelings are simply indescribable.
Emperor Mingyan burst into tears: "Mother, I understand... Mother! Mother!!"
The Queen Mother's eyes were wide open and she was no longer breathing.
Everyone in the room cried out in grief at once. Yan Shiyue didn't know who had pulled the empress dowager's hands away in the chaos. When she came to her senses, Huo Qijing had already pulled her to his side.
After the death of the Queen Mother, marriage and funerals were banned among the common people for three months, and members of the royal family had to observe mourning for at least a year.
Royal relatives from near and far came to mourn, including Prince Xin, whom Yan Shiyue had always heard of but had never met. Emperor Ming Yan's other brother, Prince Qing, was said to be too ill to get out of bed, so it was the Crown Prince who came instead.
Then he just kept crying and kneeling. Yan Shiyue had been in this world for several years, and the number of years he had to kneel down in the past few days would not be enough if all the years were added up and multiplied by a hundred.
No wonder people say that the higher your status, the more you have to know how to kneel.
Moreover, the rules for crying at this national funeral are very strict. You can cry when you want to, and you have to cry when you want to... You can't make any mistakes. It's really tiring.
What made her most upset was that even dolls as big as dumplings and rice cakes needed to kneel!
Even though the Empress was secretly looking after him and Emperor Ming Yan was also taking care of him in every aspect, he still had to go through the necessary formalities, and there must be no mistakes.
No matter how old you are, if you make a mistake in such a situation, you will have to bear the guilt for the rest of your life.
What made her feel distressed and relieved was that the two little kids, who were so tiny, actually gritted their teeth and persevered, and really did not make any mistakes.
In this regard, Huo Qijing is more pure. He attaches great importance to loyalty and filial piety. He believes that elders must be respected to a certain extent. Yan Shiyue, how should I put it, is more willful, but in such an environment, she also understands that she must do what is really important.
After forty-nine days of hard work... Yan Shiyue considered himself a half-master of Kung Fu, but he was exhausted and didn't know how those usually delicate young ladies managed to hold on.
Anyway, once she rested, she slept for a whole day and night.
After I got up, I felt relieved.
At night, the subordinate reported that Zheng Haoran and Jiang Tao wanted to see him.
Yan Shiyue brought them into the palace originally for Jiang Hen's other business, but the Queen Mother died soon after, so she couldn't take care of them for a while.
As soon as they heard about this, they quietly took their leave, saying they would come back later.
Meanwhile, the things Jiang Henbie transported also arrived in Chang'an City. This part of the money was not accounted for by the Ministry of Commerce and could not be made public. Yan Shiyue directly told Emperor Ming Yan secretly and put it in his private treasury. Therefore, Emperor Ming Yan's private treasury is now almost richer than the national treasury.
While Yan Shiyue was thinking, two people came in.
Yan Shiyue stood up to greet them and said gently, "I'm sorry, you two have made great contributions to Mr. Jiang, but it's inconvenient to reward you, and it's a national mourning... Please don't mind if it's impolite."
The two men hurriedly returned the greeting, saying, "Your Excellency, I am sorry to trouble you."
The three chatted for a while, and then Zheng Haoran took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "My wife and I were walking around the capital and accidentally encountered some things. I wonder if the Prime Minister needs any help?"
Yan Shiyue was startled and took it.
Then when she took a look, she was surprised.
This time, several royal relatives came in earnest, and Zheng Haoran actually wrote down these people on these pieces of paper...including Prince Xin and Prince Qing, who came, what plans they had after coming...and even wrote down a few of their private matters!!
Yan Shiyue's mood was really complicated.
In fact, she understood very well that they were people of the underworld and acted in a very underworld way. They wanted to join her, and since it happened to be a national mourning and there were no arrangements for them for the time being, they simply decided to test the waters in Chang'an City and prove their abilities to her.
But this method...
How to say it, if she is now a female knight or a second or third generation knight, then their lawlessness is cool, their indifference to identity is integrity, especially their ability, to find out so much in just a few dozen days, it can really be called legendary, very, very powerful.
But she really couldn't accept this method.
Even though people like Emperor Mingyan and the Crown Prince would not be too particular about the means they could use to their advantage, she was indeed a bit... pedantic in this regard.
It is incompatible with both modern and ancient people.
Zheng Haoran looked at her expression, restrained his expression slightly, and exchanged a quick glance with Jiang Tao.
He seemed to be... flattering the wrong person? ? As expected, they had not met enough, and his judgment was wrong. He originally thought that a person who dared to use Nian Yao must be a person who did not care about etiquette and rules.
Yan Shiyue pressed the paper under his hand and said seriously: "Mr. Zheng, I really want to know what you are asking for. I know you have not done anything against the rules. You want to serve me, but what is your purpose in doing so?"
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