The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 917: The finale

Zi An said with a smile: "Be careful, he has turned into a playboy."

"That's fine, I'll keep it." Qin Zhou said.

"You, spoiled them, go back and carefully raise the children to eat the poor mother."

Qin Zhou picked up the five-year-old tiger's head, "call me."

"Auntie!" Hutou grinned, and the two dimples sank immediately. They were indescribably beautiful, and they hooked Qin Zhou's soul away.

According to everyone's inference, Qin Zhou should like Tianen more, because Tianen and Zi'an look exactly the same, especially now that they are five years old and their features are more and more clear, they are just printed out of a mold.

However, Qin Zhou prefers more tiger heads. For nothing else, he calls her A-Niang because the child sees her for the first time.

It's fate!

Also, she won't get married again, Qin always needs to inherit...

"Emperor A-Niang, I want to hug too." Tian En grabbed Qin Zhou's hem and shook it vigorously.

Qin Zhou picked up Tianen again, kissed each person one by one, "It's so good, so good!"

Zi An drove them away, then pulled Qin Zhou into the house to warm up.

"How's it going? Are you okay?" Zi An looked at her, her appearance had not changed, but she had to be a little different from the previous Qin Zhou.

"Okay, I'm a little tired and bitter, but Cathay Pacific and Min'an." Qin Zhou said, looking at her deeply, "How about you? It's been three years, why haven't you been pregnant again?"

Zi An shook her head, "I can't get pregnant. I gave birth to a child in the mountains before, and it hurts so much that I can't get pregnant again."

When Qin Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but pull out Chu Jing and scold him.

Zi An said with a smile: "Even if I can give birth, the seventh will not let me give birth. I am satisfied with one son and one daughter."

Qin Zhou hummed and remembered the spell, "Has the spell been lifted now?"

Zi An said: "It should be solved. In the middle of last year, Lao Qi took me to Xianbei and asked someone who knew magic. He said that when I recognized the grace of God, I was overjoyed and sad. I cried a lot and vomited blood, so I have found my soul."

"That's good, that's good!" Qin Zhou was very satisfied when he heard this answer.

After a pause, Qin Zhou asked again, "When will the Empress Dowager die?"

Zi An rolled her eyes at her, "How can I know when a person dies?"

"She should have died a long time ago, harming others and harming herself." Qin Zhou snorted and glanced at Zi'an again, "Fortunately, Rouyao sent a letter saying that you did not cure her, otherwise, saving her would not be harmful in the future. Yours?" "Everyone has a bottom line, and she violated my bottom line again and again." Zian sighed softly, "Actually, I finally asked Wu Yanzu to see her, her illness can't be cured even if I go to her. Well, half of her body can't move, I asked Wu Yanzu to check, there is nothing wrong, the blood is running smoothly,

The pulse is not disturbed, and there is no serious disease. She can't walk or move the left side of her body. "

"There is more to die for." Zi An looked at her thoughtfully, "Actually, the things she did were not evil, but they were disgusting people. She has been like this all her life. Not being in her position, she actually has a kind side, she can't move, it is precisely because of this that she feels ashamed

But try to convince yourself that you are right, who says conscience doesn't punish people? To put it bluntly, it was her conscience that punished herself. "

Qin Zhou said: "I don't care about this. At that time, I ordered A Jing. If you treat her, let A Jing think of a way to kill her."

Zi'an smiled, "That's not good, you are the emperor of Qin, and you are here to kill the empress dowager of Da Zhou. Is this a war between the two countries?"

Qin Zhou hummed: "I killed her, and no one would know that I did it, so you don't even have any trust in me?"

"Believe, believe, believe!" Zi An smiled, but she was very moved.

A character that turns upside down like Lao Mei, to put it bluntly, is a villain, and a villain is hard to guard. It is normal for Qin Zhou to have this worry.

"Is King Nanhuai still missing?" Qin Zhou changed the subject and didn't want to talk about Lao Mei.

"No, the world has evaporated."

This is really one of the top ten unsolved cases in Da Zhou. It's been five years and there is no news at all.

"Probably dead!" Qin Zhou said.

Zi An always felt that he wasn't dead, but if he wasn't dead, where did he hide? He was seriously injured and disappeared in the cave for no reason, apparently someone took him away.

"Forget it, don't think about any questions that you don't understand." Qin Zhou stared at her, and the emotion in his eyes was not as evasive as before.

At her current stage, she has nothing to dodge. A few years of being an emperor has given her self-confidence and gave her a different view of life. She doesn't need to worry about anyone's thoughts, except for Zi'an and Seventh.

However, she has this certainty, because she has always kept her feelings silently in her heart, and will not cause trouble to the couple or hurt their feelings.

The emperor married Mr. Cui's granddaughter. She is fifteen this year, a young girl who has just reached the age of cardamom. She is not very beautiful, but she is dignified, virtuous, and has the style of everyone. Zi An is very satisfied.

After the wedding, Qin Zhou stayed in Beijing for three more days before leaving for China.

Not long after Qin Zhou left, news came from the palace that the empress dowager was dying and wanted to see the princess.

Zi An hurriedly entered the palace.

The emperor and his bride-to-be were at the bedside, the palace people knelt on the ground, and the imperial doctor was also guarding by the bedside.

The emperor raised his sad eyes when he saw Zian coming.

In the past three years, the emperor has been very indifferent to the empress dowager because of the spell. Except for the prescribed greeting on the 15th day of the new year, he almost never came to the Fukang Palace.

The emperor has been a very assertive person since he was a child, with clear grievances and grievances, and it is difficult for him to accept his mother as an ungrateful person.

But he loves his mother very much in his heart, because he knows that everything she does is for himself, and it is because of this that he is conflicted and uncomfortable.

Now, when she is facing a big death, what else can't be let go between mother and son?

"Auntie, my mother is dying, she wants to talk to you." The emperor choked.

Zi An nodded slightly, walked over and sat beside the bed, looking at the thin and shriveled face of the Empress Dowager, she had entered a state of dying, she heard Zian coming, she suddenly opened her eyes and muttered. For a moment, Zian didn't hear what she said.

"The Queen Mother, what do you want to say?" Zi An asked softly.

The Empress Dowager stared, took in a breath with extreme difficulty, and wanted to hold Zian's hand, but, unable to lift it, she just moved slightly, "Is it still... the Aijia?"

"It's over." Zi An said calmly.

"Okay..." Her throat made a cooing sound, as if she was trying to swallow, and her face slowly showed a touch of joy and serenity, "Aijia...Aijia rest assured...well...look. With the emperor, Aijia did something wrong... Aijia..."

She stretched her neck vigorously to breathe, but, in the end, she was taking in less air and exhaling more, and her chest was heaving a lot.

"Don't worry, the emperor will be fine." Zi An said softly.

"Aijia...Aijia is wrong, Aijia is sorry...you."

The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Juvenile Night, the Empress Dowager dies!

After the funeral of the empress dowager, Murong Jie's family moved south.

The convoy left Beijing, the mighty, the people sent each other for ten miles.

In the carriage, Murong Jie held Zian in his arms, and the two children were on the other side. Murong Jie lowered his head and kissed Zian's forehead, "Are you happy?"

"Happy!" Zian let out a sigh of relief, recalling the conspiracy and struggle in the past few years, it was really tiring.

"Yeah, I'm very happy." Murong Jie hugged her tightly, the wind was strong outside, and the inside of the carriage was very warm. From now on, a cup of tea, a flower, a smile, even a silent look, are all happy, away from the struggle, away from the vortex of right and wrong, long years, only the person you love is by your side, it's so good !