Chapter 1184 Aman, Do You Still Hate Me?

Liu Yusheng thought about it, he never broke his promise to her.

It's just that it's one thing for her to believe him, and it's still hard to control her worries.

"I always feel that the empress dowager is too calm."

Feng Qingbai sighed softly, "In the royal family, such a behavior is normal, especially the empress dowager has a strong temper, and she will not let anyone see her fragility. The empress dowager has the self-esteem of the empress dowager."

Hearing what he said, it seems to be true.

The empress dowager is strong-tempered and awkward, and indeed she seldom shows her true emotions in front of them.

It doesn't matter whether you're happy or unhappy, it's all awkward.

But in any case, she hoped that the empress dowager could survive this.

"The reinforcements from Nanling haven't arrived in the northwest yet, have they? Did the newspaper say what's going on there?"

"The Xiliang army was defeated like a mountain, and the Xiliang army will be trapped in Mocheng with nothing to do, and they will not be able to come out to fight, so they can only support themselves."

"They have a good location, and they have no power to fight back?"

"Firstly, the morale of the Xiliang army collapsed, and secondly, the reinforcements from Dongyue's side have arrived, and they are blocking Mocheng with my Chao soldiers. .”

"..."

Feng Qingbai looked sideways, "Do you think Dongyue sent reinforcements, it's really just as simple as a helping hand? Since Yan Rongjin can become the king of a country, he won't be a modest gentleman who abides by the rules. Do you think he has no idea about Xiliang?"

"You mean he will invade Xiliang whenever he has the chance?"

"No emperor thinks his country is too big."

Liu Yusheng understood, "I'm getting a headache just thinking about it."

"It's your own fault." Feng Qingbai raised his lips, and the next sentence was, "Reward for the world."

Liu Yusheng has a wooden face, this man is laughing at Ba Nian who has a big heart. He used to reach out to stir up the situation in various countries, but now he is being targeted by various countries. Isn't it just a newspaper for the world?

It didn't make the national strength of the countries retreat and let Xiliang stand out, but it became the object that the countries wanted to carve up. She guessed that Ba Nian must be in a state of distress now.

"By the way." Thinking of this, Liu Yusheng thought of another thing, "The Emperor Xiliang's love letter has arrived, how did you respond?"

"It's here, ignore it." Feng Qingbai's long eyes flowed coolly, "A letter pleading innocence for myself, and a sentence of ignorance wants to change the story. I lost a god of war in Nanling Dynasty, who will pay for it?"

There was no fighting on the northwest frontier.

It was the Xiliang border guard general who sent troops out of the city privately, and it was also the Xiliang general who took the initiative to provoke the war and stepped across the border. From the beginning to the end, Nanling was passive, and then launched a legitimate counterattack.

In the end, General Nanling died on the battlefield.

That is the God of War of Nanling, the belief of the people of Nanling.

When something happened, it wasn't something that the Emperor of Xiliang could just say without knowing.

Xiliang must pay the price for this.

Otherwise, the people of Nanling will be the first to refuse!

The God of War is mourned, and the whole country mourns.

Croton and Hongdou's birthday was not arranged, so they entered the palace in plain clothes the next day, wrapped around the empress dowager's knees, and walked slowly along the white jade palace path in the imperial garden.

In April, hundreds of flowers are competing to bloom, and the flowers are clustered together, and the fragrance of flowers is tangy.

The warm sun in the morning casts a layer of soft golden light on the imperial garden.

The whole garden is beautiful.

However, the people walking among them are a little quiet.

Even the two ignorant little ones were much quieter than usual today, as if they were affected by the surrounding atmosphere.

It hurts to be sensible.

"Today, Grandma Huang will take you to recognize the flowers in the imperial garden. They are two years old, and the birds are memorized." Leading the little baby and walking ahead, the Queen Mother had a soft smile on her lips, as if she was walking every step of the way. In front of the flower bed, I would tell the two babies about the varieties and origins of the flowers.

"This is Clivia. It was paid as tribute by other countries when the imperial grandmother entered the palace. Up to now, the flower age is more than 40 years old. It is very precious."

"This is Eighteen Bachelors, a type of camellia, named after the petals arranged in eighteen rounds."

"This is Magnolia. In the entire imperial garden, apart from osmanthus, it is the most fragrant flower."

When passing by, the empress dowager told Erdou'er about all the flowers, and immediately called Liu Yusheng to come forward and listen together.

Many of these flowers have a new year, and the empress dowager witnessed their growth, and they witnessed the changes of the royal family.

During the whole morning, the Empress Dowager traveled all over the garden, and the two Dou'er got tired at last, and they were hugged by Feng Qingbai and Feng Mohan respectively.

No one urged the empress dowager to return to the palace to rest.

She is like an old man who is dying, spending the last time of her life thinking about the past.

At noon, everyone had lunch in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Then the empress dowager said she was tired, and sent them away without letting them stay until the next evening.

Liu Yusheng didn't want to leave at first, but seeing that the empress dowager was really exhausted, that kind of exhaustion came from the heart, and she couldn't bear to disturb her at such a time.

The Queen Mother is tired.

After everyone left, the empress dowager went back to the inner room and lay down, and slept until the sunset rose from the sky.

Sitting by the bed in the inner room, looking at the vast expanse of gorgeous purple-gold color in the sky, a slight smile appeared on the face of the Empress Dowager.

When the rays of the sun hit her face, it seemed that her cheeks were blushing, and she was actually shy like a young girl.

"Mommy, go to the imperial dining room to pass on the food. Ai's family is hungry. Today, Ai's family wants to eat crystal elbows, which are the kind made by the reckless women in Xinghua Village. Let the imperial chef make the sauce more fragrant. In addition, prepare a pot of sake, Aijia, I haven't practiced it for that old guy yet."

The old mammy clenched her folded hands, and she took a pat to get up, "Yes, this old servant will go down and give orders."

"Qin Yi, you go to Nanling King's Mansion and deliver this letter to Nanling King yourself. Be sure to hand it to him personally."

The young man appeared from the corner, stepped forward to take the letter handed out by the old woman, took a deep look at her, nodded and disappeared.

After the two people around her left, the empress dowager sent away all the servants in the palace, and then she took out a piece of letter paper from her bosom, spread it out in front of her, looked at every word on it, and sat quietly, tears streaming down her face.

——Aman, this is probably the only time in my life that I was one step ahead of you. In the past, I always thought that you could come to me, but now I think that you will come later, or never come.

——Aman, do you still...hate me?

One page, just two or three lines.

Every word and every sentence reveals great restraint and forbearance, and every word and every sentence reveals a heart-shattering affection.

There is apricot blossom wine hidden in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the wine is sprinkled on the clothes, which is refreshing. Smelling the strong aroma of wine, the Empress Dowager raised her eyes to see the increasingly colorful sunset glow in the sky.

Crying and laughing like a madman.

Does she still hate him? I don't hate it long ago.

"I'm alive because you're here. I want to live because you're still here. Since you're not here, who can I argue with? Fool..."

At the end of Youshi on April 12th in the 16th year of Emperor Huijing, there was a fire in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the empress dowager died.

It's amazing that I can persist until now. I can't keep my eyes open, I'm really going to sleep this time, little fairies, see you this afternoon.