Shen Mingzhuang felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. She sighed helplessly and turned to look at her son, "Xuan'er, in this life, it's impossible for someone to always be with you, and it's impossible for someone to always stand by your side. You came into this world alone, and you will leave it alone as well."
At this point, she suddenly choked up, feeling that she shouldn't have said such cruel things to her son. Even as an adult, she found it hard to accept such words. Although it was true, it was still too heartbreaking.
"Mother..."
Jiang Xuan lowered his head, suddenly feeling a little lost. Shen Mingzhuang felt even more heartache. She hugged her son and smiled as she ruffled his hair.
“Xuan’er, you are the Crown Prince of Tianzhong. On your shoulders lies the fate and future of Tianzhong. You are different from other children. If you had a choice, your mother would not want you to bear so much. But your father only has you as his son. Some things are hard to give up.”
Jiang Wang never woke up.
Shen Mingzhuang calculated the time; it was already the seventh day of the court recess, and he couldn't delay any longer.
Shen Mingzhuang made a decision—to rule as regent.
However, the mountain of memorials was giving her a huge headache. Shen Mingzhuang had not participated in the political affairs of the past five years, nor had she learned about Jiang Wang's policies. Things had come too suddenly, and there was not enough time for her to understand them one by one.
Just when she was at her wit's end, Tan Yonglin presented her with a box.
"What's this?"
Looking at the ebony box in front of him, Shen Mingzhuang looked at Tan Yonglin with some confusion.
"Your Majesty, please take a look."
Tan Yonglin nodded to Shen Mingzhuang, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
Shen Mingzhuang weighed the box in his hand; it made a clanging sound, as if it were being struck.
Upon opening it, it turned out to be an imperial edict, made of bright yellow brocade and gilded.
"This is..." Shen Mingzhuang looked at Tan Yonglin in confusion, then slowly took out the scroll. The handwriting was indeed written by Jiang Wang, but what was written on it... Shen Mingzhuang felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and tears welled up in his eyes from the pain.
It was actually an imperial edict appointing the Crown Prince as regent and the Empress as his assistant.
Did Jiang Wang foresee this day coming and prepare the imperial edict in advance? If he knew, why didn't he tell her sooner so she could have returned sooner?
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