Be Good Chapter 1692: The Empress Dowager’s funeral
He covered her chin without warmth, but Yuan Changhuan just held her wrist with downcast eyes, without any force, as if if he exerted force, his wrist like dry wood would be broken.
Some time ago, when she came to see the Empress Dowager, she was not so emaciated and sick.
Closing her eyes, Yuan Changhuan whispered in her ear, "Take a break."
"If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance in the future." The queen mother forced herself to speak clearly, but every time she said a word, she had to breathe heavily.
What you say to Yuan Changhuan is like wasting your own blood.
But it doesn't matter.
Yuan Changhuan knew that he couldn't stop him, so he could only say in a low voice, "Say, Yuanyuan is listening."
"Back then, the Ai family knew that you were too beautiful, and you might be unlucky for your beauty. However, you are a child with high blessings. Not only do you not have unlucky fate, but you have a better fate than anyone else."
"The Ai family stood on the side of the former emperor, and it was also for the Yuan family."
"Can you stop hating Aijia?"
Holding Yuan Changhuan's wrist tightly with dry hands, muddy tears flowed from the end of his eyes.
Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes and watched Aunt Huang holding his hand, holding it backwards, with a clear and clear voice, "Aunt Huang, you had difficulties at the beginning, we know, Daddy doesn't blame you, and neither do I." Blame you."
"Okay, good boy." The Empress Dowager's only teardrop fell on her hair, which wet the graying hair.
"We don't hate you anymore, get well."
The empress dowager finally smiled, "Yuanyuan, the imperial aunt is leaving."
"Aunt Huang!"
Yuan Changhuan didn't expect the Empress Dowager to pass away suddenly, and his voice was somewhat desolate.
The imperial doctor at the side felt the empress dowager's pulse, "The empress dowager, the funeral is over."
"Young lady!"
Suddenly the entire Fengyi Palace was filled with crying.
Yuanqi and the emperor also saw the empress dowager for the last time.
Before leaving, the imperial doctor said, "The empress dowager saw her concubine for the last time, her wish was fulfilled, so she left without worrying."
"I held my breath before, and I was waiting for the princess."
Hearing these words, Yuan Changhuan's eyes were faintly red, and the hands under the sleeves were clenched into fists.
"Yuanyuan." Xie Ci saw his wife coming out of the inner hall in a chaotic manner, and he didn't care about other funeral affairs, but quickly hugged her, "Yuanyuan, don't cry."
Her eyes became more and more red, but she didn't shed tears. She only cried when Xie Ci hugged her, "Xie Ci, she left, she said she knew she was wrong."
"However, the Yuan family is always decent. It's only natural for her to stand by her son."
"Thanks, are we wrong?"
Afraid of his wife's back, Xie Ci listened to her words, and immediately understood what the Queen Mother had just said to her, her tone was calm and soft, which made her feel safe, "Good boy, don't cry Don't cry, you are right, the empress dowager is also right, it is the first emperor who is wrong."
If the first emperor hadn't thought about his cousin, how could he have ended up like this.
"You can't come back to life after death, so don't break your body. When Miao Miao asks, isn't she worried about you?" Xie Ci mentioned his own son, and Yuan Changhuan was relieved.
"By the way, where is Daddy?"
When I think about it, even if I am so sad, my father will be even more sad. After all, the empress dowager is my father's sister.
A direct sister.