"Mother." The emperor stood tall and graceful in front of the palace door and called out in a low voice.
For some reason, the Queen Mother heard many different meanings in this address.
Silence spread in the hall.
Wen Yunyu was a little afraid to look directly at her son. She didn't even raise her eyes, but just asked, "Emperor, how long will it take before you can let me see Yu'er? You must know that half a month has passed.
Emperor Mingxi's eyes dimmed and he paused for an almost imperceptible moment.
The image of his young son running around in tears and wailing could not be erased from his mind.
It broke his heart.
Because of this, His Majesty did not hide his dissatisfaction. He frowned and asked, "How did you treat him after I died?"
He didn't even call his mother.
Emperor Mingxi said this and took a step forward: "Let him be ridiculed by his ministers?"
"Let him be bullied?"
"My son is still young and mentally handicapped, but he has a pure heart."
"How did you and Jiang Shuhui treat my son?"
"I've said Xie Ruyi is stupid, but I didn't expect you and the Queen to be the same. Knowing that he's fragile and sensitive, you still plan some bad ideas."
"Since he has to deal with the court officials, it's futile for him to come and talk to his closest relatives!"
Emperor Mingxi looked at her sideways and said, "My mother is so old and has been in charge of the harem for many years. Can't she see the true nature of people?"
The Queen Mother was terrified, filled with regret and sadness. She slumped down in her chair and said, "I am confused."
The emperor was still not satisfied. He had searched for the treasure for so many lifetimes, but was treated so harshly.
The anger spread like wildfire, almost burning away his remaining sanity.
For more than ten thousand lifetimes, he lived to that age in each lifetime, quietly waiting for the final result.
The passage of time has no meaning to him, but he is actually looking forward to it, and his hopes are dashed, and he will be reincarnated again.
Over and over again, day after day.
Until one day he tore himself apart, turned into a system, lost his memory, and his fate came quietly.
In this life, he has few relatives.
After giving birth to a child, she spoiled him like a treasure.
But the price was cruel, and his children were plagued by suffering in this life.
After everything returned to normal, he realized that in those reincarnations when he never waited for him, the little guy died in every life and no one paid any attention to him.
He is like a speck of dust in the world, yet he lives stumblingly.
The longest years of life never exceeded the age of coming of age.
How can I not love him?
Why does the little guy care so much about his family?
Because in more than ten thousand lifetimes, no one has ever truly loved him.
Only 1002 always follows him.
What the little guy cared about most became a knife stabbing into his heart. He was unable to defend himself and was in excruciating pain.
The emperor recalled over and over again the young emperor crying in the palace, saying day after day: "Daddy, no one likes me, they all bully me."
After he finished speaking, he wiped away his tears, grinned and said that he was talking nonsense, and learned to only report good news and not bad news.
Emperor Mingxi saw all of this.
But he couldn't respond.
Because if you respond, perhaps your fate will never go back to the way it was before.
If the little guy hadn't turned into a carp and returned to the past, their life would have been nothing but a waste.
The uncertainty of breaking the closed loop is too great, and the emperor, who regained his memory after death, can only watch helplessly.
Do something for the little fat boy within the scope of your ability and to the extent that it will not change the trajectory of his life.
It's been more than half a month. I have been thinking about this matter for thousands of years.
You say, can my hatred be eliminated?
"Come here, the Queen Mother is ill, and the Queen is attending to her. No one is allowed to approach Yongshou Palace."
Lock him up for a year first and feel my son’s loneliness.
Under the empress dowager's incredulous gaze, the emperor gradually approached the dark place and suddenly turned back: "There are some things I think you should go and see."
He raised his hand slightly, and the Queen Mother's body tilted and she lost consciousness.
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"Xiao Yun^_^." The half-human, half-fish chubby boy supported his chin with his hands and spoke to Wen Yunyu in a silly manner.
The Queen Mother felt dizzy and it took her a while to come back to her senses.
She didn't even know where this was, nor did she care what the little fat boy had become.
With tears in her eyes, she hugged the little fat boy in her arms.
The little fat boy leaned on his grandmother's shoulder, tilted his head and thought quietly: The charm of fish is unimaginable~
"The palace is full of people who are trying to wash their clothes. It's full of people who are trying to wash their clothes. It's so hot and cold."
He waved his chubby little hands and started talking to the Queen Mother.
The two talked about Yan Jiyuan's name, and then about everything in the world.
Even though one speaks incoherently, the other doesn't mind.
Just when the Queen Mother thought she had entered some fairyland, an accident happened.
Time suddenly sped up, as if even the witness couldn't bear to watch any longer.
She saw the little guy transform into a golden dragon and willingly follow people to protect her.
She watched as she didn't want to burden her grandson, so she committed suicide by the sword.
She saw a lot of blood splattered on the little guy's golden scales.
What happened next made Wen Yunyu so heartbroken that she almost fainted.
The golden light in the sky was like a blade, scraping off the dragon scales piece by piece, and the golden blood filled the entire forest.
The dragon flesh was pulled out from the dragon skin, and the Queen Mother saw that the little guy was conscious from beginning to end.
He rolled in the air in pain, and the Queen Mother rushed over with bloodshot eyes: "Get out of here!"
I wanted to block the sharp blade for the little fat boy, but it was just a delusion.
"Yu'er is most afraid of pain. If you want to cut someone, just cut my flesh..." The Queen Mother knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
The little fat boy died in agony, but even so, his remaining will fell on the dragon skin, and he sacrificed his flesh and blood to regenerate his dead grandmother.
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