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Chapter 748: Heart and Liver (IV)

Back to Showa-den, there are still a pile of memorials to read.

Being an emperor is actually a tough job. You have to get up early and go to bed late every day, worry about hard work, and shoulder heavy responsibilities. There is no one to rely on behind you, only the harem that is full of intrigue and chaos all day long, and in front of you are a group of ministers with their own thoughts and difficult to control.

Counting the emperors since the founding of Daliang Dynasty, the longest-lived one lived to the age of 62. Both Emperor Taikang and Emperor Taihe, father and son, were short-lived.

Jiang Shaohua was full of energy and was more than capable of handling the huge and complicated political affairs. What really bothered her was how to balance the palace and the court, and how to win people's hearts.

The human heart is the darkest thing in the world. Even the most loyal ministers have their own ideas and demands. As a superior, if she cannot consider the interests and future of her ministers, the loyal ministers will also be disappointed and alienated. Not to mention, most of the ministers in the court are still watching and considering whether she, the emperor, is worthy of loyalty.

One can imagine how tired Jiang Shaohua is every day.

Today there was the good news of a great victory in Yuzhou, which made Empress Dowager Zheng so angry that she fainted. Jiang Shaohua's steps were a little lighter than usual, and her beautiful and majestic face flashed with ease and joy.

Chen Changshi and Wang Zhongshu, who were concentrating on reading the memorials, stood up and bowed at the same time: "Your Majesty, I respectfully welcome you."

Jiang Shaohua smiled and said, "There are no outsiders here, no need to be polite, sit down and get down to business. I want to go back early and accompany Baoer."

Chen Changshi and Wang Jin responded with a smile. They each picked out the important memorials they had read and presented them to the emperor.

Jiang Shaohua perked up and looked at it quickly.

Chen Jinyu was serving pens, ink, and tea, and also going to order some midnight snacks.

At nearly midnight, all the memorials were finally reviewed. Chen Changshi and Wang Jin lived outside the palace and wanted to return to the palace under the cover of night. Chen Jinyu also left with Chen Changshi.

Jiang Shaohua finally had some free time to spend time with his daughter.

The wet nurses Wu and Pang had plenty of milk, and Baoer was fed until he was plump and white. He was only two months old, but he felt heavy in my arms. He had a chubby little face and round eyes, and he looked adorable no matter how you looked at him.

"Princess Bao'er slept all afternoon and was very energetic at night." Nanny Wu smiled and said, "She is probably thinking about the Emperor. No matter how late it is every day, she will wait for the Emperor to hug her before she goes to sleep!"

Pang Shi took over the conversation: "Isn't it? No matter how much we coax her, she won't sleep. As soon as the emperor came, Princess Baoer started yawning."

Jiang Shaohua smiled and nodded, then kissed his daughter's forehead lovingly.

She was busy during the day and could only spare some time to spend with her daughter at lunch. The next time was at night. The grandmothers took advantage of every opportunity to bring Baoer over at noon, coax her to sleep in the afternoon, and at night, Princess Baoer was full of energy and kept playing, waiting for her mother to come back.

It is natural for mother and daughter to get along. Baoer was held in her mother's arms, feeling very comfortable and relaxed. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep sweetly.

Jiang Shaohua kissed him again and carefully placed Baoer on the bed.

Baoer needed to be fed and had her diaper changed in the middle of the night, and the two nurses had to take turns to look after her, which was very tiring. Jiang Shaohua had no time to take care of his daughter to sleep, and after accompanying her for a while, he had to take a bath and change clothes. When he lay down on the bed, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Chen closed his eyes and fell into a dream.

In the dream, Zheng Chen was still the high-spirited young man in his previous life. He stared at her with a smile, wanting to reach out and hold her hand.

She didn't move, just looked at him quietly.

Zheng Chen's hand failed to touch her and stopped about two feet away.

Zheng Chen frowned and pushed again. His hand still stopped at the same position. It was as if there was an invisible but tangible iron wall separating them.

He called out her maiden name anxiously.

His lips moved constantly, but no sound came through.

Jiang Shaohua remained silent, looking at the familiar face with an anxious and distorted expression, and suddenly said: "Zheng Chen, forget it all! Drink Meng Po soup and reincarnate as soon as possible." "Don't get involved with me in the next life."

"Go!"

It was as if something solid broke in an instant.

Zheng Chen's figure was knocked away by the huge force and scattered like floating catkins in the wind.

Jiang Shaohua drove away the last bit of attachment in his heart in his dream, and then continued to fall asleep peacefully.

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At the same late night, bursts of uncontrollable crying were heard from the backyard of the Anguo Mansion.

Mrs. Zheng completely collapsed the moment she heard the news of her son's death, and cried from day till midnight. Her eyes were swollen and her voice was hoarse.

It was rare that the Duke of Anguo did not curse or accuse others. He just stood there with an expressionless face.

Madam Zheng seemed to want to cry out all the sadness and tears of Duke Anguo. She cried until her voice became hoarse, but still refused to stop.

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"Stop crying." The sound of the gong at midnight reached his ears from afar. The Duke of Anguo, who had been sitting motionless, finally opened his mouth and squeezed out a sentence.

Mrs. Zheng fell into endless grief, her mind was in a daze, she could not listen at all and continued to cry.

Duke Anguo opened his mouth again, his voice slightly higher: "Stop crying!"

"If you cry any more, Zixian won't come back."

"He died in Yuzhou, and his body was left there. His head was brought back to the capital. Ask for mercy in the future and have his head returned for burial. You can go to his grave and cry afterwards."

Mrs. Zheng's eyes were red with anger from these words. She suddenly stood up and rushed over, grabbing her husband's neck with both hands, shaking him from side to side and saying, "It's all your fault. You were bewitched and sent our son to the palace. My good son was raised astray and now he's been killed without even a complete corpse. Give me back my son."

The long nails scratched the Duke of Anguo's skin and dug into his flesh.

The shaking was extremely violent.

Duke Anguo was almost strangled to death.

This crazy woman.

Duke An pushed his wife away with all his strength. Madam Zheng was pushed away violently, staggered back a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground. She didn't know where she fell, but her back, waist and abdomen were all in pain.

However, this was nothing compared to the intense pain in my heart. It was like my heart was being cut by a sharp knife again and again, and the pain was endless.

Mrs. Zheng did not struggle to get up. She just lay on the ground, crying silently and violently.

Duke Anguo exhaled forcefully and said in a deep voice, "After crying today, forget about this matter. Even without Zixian, we still have other children. They will be filial to you and me in the future."

They are all the blood of the Zheng family, what does it have to do with her?
Madam Zheng continued to cry, and when she looked up after crying tiredly, she found that Duke Anguo had left. The bedroom was empty, and she was the only one left.

My tears have dried up and I can't cry anymore.

Mrs. Zheng struggled to get up, groped to the dressing mirror, took out a pair of sharp scissors, and stabbed them into her chest.

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