Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Chapter 237
Lifting his face, those eyes were full of expectation, hot and sincere, and their sincerity seemed to shine through all of Ti Zhen's guilty conscience.

She knew that she was not the Queen's biological daughter, and the red mole on the back of her neck... was faked by Su Zhe.

All of this is false.

She had lied to her.

She defrauded her of all her care and love, and also defrauded her of all her hope and sustenance.

Instead, at this moment, she felt a little sad and couldn't lie anymore.

The queen held her hand tightly, tears falling from her eyes, "Call me 'mother'... okay?"

Her voice was extremely heartbreaking, and it also affected the emperor's anxiety for a moment. He turned around and urged, "The queen said this, please call her mother, call her mother, and make her feel... better."

The lingering sound was mixed with cries, which seemed completely different from the mighty and imposing emperor in the past. He was just an ordinary husband who felt sorry for his wife, begging for help.

After saying that, he turned around and wiped away his tears.

However, how could Ti Zhen not be touched by the empress' past good deeds? Maybe everyone in the palace would plot against her, but she alone was independent from the world and always had a broad mind and compassion.

Those intimate moments alone were as beautiful and lush as a spring day, which allowed her, a person who had lost her mother since childhood, to find the care of the Queen like a spring breeze.

So she also had a little desire in her heart, longing for the queen's love to never fade away.

Even if this maternal love does not belong to her, even if the deception is a big mistake, she still wants to covet some more...covet some of the few remaining moments, and feel the warmth of her mother touching her cheek.

There was a deep mark on her lips. She raised her head slightly, her eyes dim with tears, and she seemed to be smiling.

"mother……"

It's lingering and beautiful, like a dream or a fantasy.

The queen burst into tears, "Good child, do you know how long I have been waiting for this..."

There was a bright luster in Ti Zhen's eyes, and her voice was hoarse and low, like a piece of rusty iron: "It won't be long before you are my mother, and I still want to call you that every day."

"Really?" A smile appeared on the corner of the queen's lips, like a river of spring water that had just melted the ice and snow.

Suddenly he pursed his lips, as if desperately suppressing some surging emotions, "I want this too, to be with you forever, I'm sorry... I owe you too much, if I could hold you tightly In my arms, I won’t lose you and separate our mother and daughter... Qinghe, I really miss you... I really love you."

The joy of becoming a mother for the first time and the bitterness of losing her beloved daughter were like indestructible shackles in her heart, locking up the joy of her life.

The queen seemed tired, and there was a sense of calmness in her eyes. She reached out to the emperor, lowered her eyelashes like feathers, and a clear tear fell from her eyes, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a gentle touch, "Yourong, I'm here."

She smiled softly, "You heard... Zhen'er called me mother..."

The emperor nodded, "I heard it, I heard it all."

"Then she will be my daughter from now on. Since she is my daughter... Your Majesty, you must promise me... one thing."

"I promise you, I promise you everything."

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of the queen's eyes, sliding feebly down her pale face, "No matter what mistakes King Qin makes from now on, you are not allowed to implicate the princess, and no matter what mistakes King Qin makes, you are not allowed to...punish her. "

Ti Zhen was completely stunned by her plea, "Queen..."

The emperor didn't care what she said and just nodded, "No matter what happens to King Qin, I will never implicate the princess. No matter what mistakes Princess Qin makes, I will never hurt her."

"That's good, that's good." The queen's voice gradually lowered with satisfaction, "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. Zhen'er, you and Nao'er have to take care of each other. And Xi'er, Your Majesty, you all Be good...don't be sad..."

She gradually fell silent and leaned quietly on the pillow for a long, long time...

It seems like a few months ago, on a summer afternoon, the plantains in the yard were washed with clean water and were so green that water dripped from them.The queen was sleeping on the couch near the window. She and Zheng E went in to rock her, and they woke her up to laugh and drink tea.

At that time, the golden sunlight covered her eyelashes, like a red golden butterfly resting in her eyes, so peaceful.

The queen's wrist slipped from Ti Zhen's hand. It was so cold and cold, and a strange bluish-white color kept floating on her face. It was different from the whiteness of a living person.

It's like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, feeling empty and confused.Tears streamed down in an instant, as if all prosperity had withered away.

"Queen Mother, Queen Mother, open your eyes and look at me, open your eyes and look at me! I don't want you to go... I don't want you to leave me... Queen Mother..."

It is the voice of King Yongan.

This scene is familiar and distant, as if years of helplessness have once again penetrated the meridians and pulses of the person's body.

"Your Highness..." she called softly and murmured, "Let your mother go in peace."

King Yong'an raised his head and looked at her with his eyes swollen with tears, "My mother... is gone, and I will... have no mother!"

The emperor also fell silent. Xu Xu held back the tears in his eyes for a long time, hugged him and said, "Your mother just went to another place where your grandmother and uncle are. Your mother is very happy to see them now."

The emperor's throat choked, "She has always been there, waiting for you in that place."

"Really?" King Yong'an asked, "Will I meet my mother one day?"

"One day we will all meet there." Ti Zhen said.

She slowly raised her head to look at the sky, her tone was rare and gentle and sweet, as if she was also longing for the past time, "There... there is also my mother there..."

Perhaps when she was a child, like King Yong'an, she looked forward to a peaceful and warm world after death and the joy of meeting again.

I couldn't help but raise my head and look out the window at the high clouds and sky, full of expectations and full of sadness.

On November 37, the second year of the reign of Emperor Guangchu, Queen Zhang passed away in Jiaofang Hall at the age of [-].

On the night when the queen passed away, the emperor had been sitting quietly in the Jiaofang Hall. The deep silence was like a huge ridge, weighing the emperor down heavily and silently, driving everyone far away.

At dusk, the noble male family members were already accompanying the emperor outside the Jiaofang Palace, asking for advice on the follow-up matters. The princess and her family members had all changed into plain clothes and took a short rest in the palace garden.

Returning to the Anchu Hall where he used to live, Ti Zhen felt confused and staggered as he stepped forward. All his thoughts sank to the bottom of his feet, and he let his sadness return to the empty bones.

It seems that the laughter and joy in the past are no longer there.

Her eyes were slightly swollen, and dark red bloodshot eyes were covered with blue-white eyes. She burst into tears and said, "Queen...it's because I don't deserve her to be so kind to me..."

The candlelight swayed slightly, with a hint of guilt and desolation, reflecting her fair face, "Protect you, cherish you, think of you everywhere, even if I die, I will ask the emperor for a gold medal to avoid death for you."

Tears fell from her eyes, "Compared to her, I am despicable and dirty. Even powder cannot cover the sins emanating from my soul."

Wen Yuan sighed sadly, "Girl, don't cry. The Queen treats you like this because she really likes you."

Ti Zhen shook his head, the sour, bitter and spicy all came to him. His face was as pale as the first snow, and he was so fragile that he seemed to be a thin and brittle dead leaf that would be blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

"I lied to her, I lied to her. I am Qinghe, but I am not. I asked Chen Guiren to kill Qinghe... and replace him... I can never be sorry to her."

She clutched her sleeves tightly and felt her teeth tightening.

"I never thought that what I had done would make me regret so much. Wenxiu Wenyuan, I have let down... the people in this world who really care about me."

Wenxiu stepped forward quickly and held her hand and said: "Girl... you can't feel sorry for yourself like this. Now that the middle palace has no owner, the situation in the harem will be reshuffled."

Ti Zhen's eyes were like a deep pool, black and blue, and he could not see the bottom even if he looked deep, "I know. The princess once said that when the queen was seriously ill, Chen Guiren came to visit and give her massage. I don't know why suddenly today Does the death have anything to do with her?"

Wenxiu rolled his eyes and said seriously: "Anyway, the middle palace lost its owner, and the one with the highest status is Chen Guiren. Then she..."

Ti Zhen suddenly raised his head, turned around and stared at her, "She is worthy of sitting on the throne of the queen, and she is worthy of desecrating the Qingming of Jiaofang Palace!"

For a moment, her lips opened slightly, and the words she spat out were clear and sharp, "Tell Yang Xuexin... to check carefully all the people who come in and out of Jiaofang Palace these days. If it is found that the Queen's death is related to Chen Xijun, Relationship, I will let her go and be buried with her."

Wen Yuan frowned slightly, "Then...the medicine for Chen Guiren..."

The wind was blowing on her face, and Ti Zhen's lips raised upwards in the wind tried their best to outline a smile line, but it was so cold that it made people feel miserable.

"Continue to increase the dosage of the Five Stone Powder. Doesn't she want favors? I will give it to her directly."

　Note: In ancient times, "beng" usually refers to the death of the emperor, the empress dowager, the empress dowager and the regular queen, so the death of the queen can be used as death. (To be precise, the queens before the Three Kingdoms were called Di, and the queens from the Three Kingdoms to the Qing Dynasty were called Collapse)
　　
　
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