Chapter 1183 Already Graying, It Won't Get Any Whiter

The walls of Mocheng were scorched black in pieces, and even the top of the city was full of traces of rockets.

The drums of war, the siege of the city by enemy soldiers, the devastated city walls, and the frightened people, these tortured the Xiliang officers and soldiers who were still guarding the city until they were physically and mentally exhausted.

At the beginning of April, the capital is warm in spring, and the grass grows and warblers fly.

However, a piece of news from the border blew up the entire imperial city like a cold winter.

The gorgeous warm sun can't dispel the coldness in people's hearts.

Northwest border, General Qin, died.

Their Nanling God of War, who had guarded the border of Nanling for decades, and the general Qin Xiao who kept the people on the border safe, died in battle.

On the battlefield with Xiliang, he died in battle.

The entire imperial city was in mourning.

White elegiac couplets were hung in front of all the shops in the city, and people wore plain clothes to mourn the general.

There are still many, many people crowded in the city gate, crowded in the Jingzhao Mansion, asking the guards and the officers and soldiers of the government over and over again, hoping to hear a different answer, hoping that someone will tell them that the general is not dead, he is still alive.

The Nanling Imperial Palace was also hung with a white cloth, and a sad and heavy atmosphere spread throughout the entire imperial palace.

The court hall, which used to be lively, has been quiet for the past two days, and even the factional disputes that have been staged in the court from time to time have been temporarily put aside by the forces of all parties.

The funeral news from the northwest arrived in the capital the day before yesterday.

Since receiving the funeral report, the emperor has not gone to court for two consecutive days, and the courtiers did not dare to urge him.

They could only go to the palace on time every day, and then waited early in the morning in front of the Jinluan Hall, and then dispersed after the next court time.

Compared with the true or false grief shown by the courtiers, the people in the Hall of Mental Cultivation seemed the calmest.

The Empress Dowager is playing with Croton Red Dou.

Same as before, Erdou'er was playing around on the imperial concubine's couch, and when he felt bored, he slid off the couch by himself and wandered around in the hall.

The empress dowager didn't stick to them, just followed behind them, seeing that the baby was about to fall because of unsteady steps, she reached out to help her.

Croton and Hongdou will be two years old soon, and they have already walked very steadily in small steps. As long as they don't run, they can basically not fall, but the empress dowager is still worried, and she always has to watch by herself.

"Queen, they can't fall, you... sit down and rest." Liu Yusheng's tone was a little cautious.

Since the news came from the border, she has been terrified for the past two days. Apart from going back to the palace to sleep at night, she hardly dared to leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation during the day because she was worried about what would happen to the empress dowager.

She didn't expect the Empress Dowager to be so calm. When she heard the news of General Qin's death, she froze for a little longer, nothing unusual.

But the more this happened, the more she couldn't let go.

The empress dowager was unusually calm.

So in private, she specifically told the old mother to pay more attention to the queen mother when they were not in the Hall of Mental Cultivation at night.

"Now Croton and Red Dou can't live in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. You can bring them into the palace so that Aijia can see them. After seeing them, I want to spend more time with them." There is a very shallow smile, "Watching them grow up day by day is the happiest thing."

"Then I'll leave Croton and Red Dou with you," Liu Yusheng said immediately, "Right now, Erdou'er never sees you and is making a fuss, especially Croton, who yells at grandma every day when she wakes up."

It's a good idea to let Croton and Red Dou accompany the empress dowager. With at least two beans, the empress dowager will restrain herself even if she is sad.

The empress dowager glanced at her, with helplessness flashing in her eyes, "The Ai family knows what you are worried about. The Ai family is so old, and they personally sent off the first emperor, two sons, and the only one. Grandson... is there anything else you can't see?"

After a pause, his eyes turned to Erdou'er, "As for Croton and Hongdou, wait a while, and send them to the Hall of Mental Cultivation after a while. The atmosphere in the palace is not good right now. It's not good for them to stay here. Okay. Besides, the Ai family doesn't have the energy to take care of them now. General Qin died in battle, and the Ai family is also sad. After all, we have known each other for so many years, how could it be possible not to be sad..."

In this way, Liu Yusheng couldn't think of any reason to continue lobbying for a while.

Feng Mohan sat next to Feng Qingbai, this time it was more like a decoration, without any help.

Feng Qingbai, rely on him to comfort the empress dowager, don't even think about it, he is not someone who can relieve others at all.

As for Feng Mohan, if he has the heart, but without the strength, his morality is not enough.

The three of them plus the two children stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a whole day. In the evening, they were kicked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation as usual.

Only at this time can the three of them feel a little bit of the empress dowager's true mood.

"It's been two days, and the imperial grandmother is still like this. Is she okay? Could it be forced?" Feng Mohan was really worried. As before, too much stimulation, half-crazy?"

Feng Qingbai squinted, "Since when did the Empress Dowager go half-crazy?"

"Didn't she lock herself in the Hall of Mental Cultivation before and see no one for several years, and her hair turned white with anger?"

"I already have gray hair, no matter how uncomfortable it is, my hair will not be grayer."

Liu Yusheng turned her head and looked at the quiet palace behind her, always feeling panicked in her heart.

"Tomorrow is the birthday of Croton and Hongdou. The queen mother asked us to bring Croton and Hongdou here early, and said that we would take them to play in the imperial garden."

"Then come here sooner."

Feng Mohan was a little bored, "Unfortunately, there is no way to give Croton and Hongdou a good birthday at this moment."

April 12th is Liangdou'er's birthday. After this day, he will officially turn two years old.

If that old General Qin was there, he would definitely take the opportunity to brazenly come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and then he would not take him away for a whole day.

When confronting each other before, I felt that the old guy was particularly annoying and difficult to deal with, and I always thought about how to kill him.

Now, Feng Mohan misses that old thing a little bit.

Uncle Huang was away for a while, the old thing taught him a lot of ways to be a king, I sincerely wish him well.

"Old General Qin is also the elder of Croton and Hongdou. He is gone, and Croton and Hongdou should mourn for him. There is nothing more important than the present." Liu Yusheng raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head. You also come over after finishing government affairs, these days, I still have to spend more time with the empress dowager, I always feel a little flustered."

"Don't worry, Aunt Huang, I'll come here every day even if there's nothing wrong, and I've sent extra people around to watch, the Empress Dowager will be fine."

Hearing this, Liu Yusheng was relieved.

On the way out of the palace, the man beside her half hugged her into his arms, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"real?"

"Have you ever broken your promise when I told you?"

Now at 5:55 in the morning, this number really fits the occasion, and a certain orange wrote it with tears streaming down his face. After staying up all night, there are only two chapters. The beauty sleep is gone, the plan to save the baldness is gone, I'm going to bed, good morning goblins. A little bee, fly to the flowers, sleep, sleep—