Chapter 117: The Finale

After Zhaoyun returned to the palace, he still lived in the Ning Huan Palace.

Seeing that the old scene was the same, Zhaoyun was also full of emotion in his heart, and when he went to Yannian Palace to meet the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother's attitude was quite gentle, and she only told herself to take good care of herself.

Out of the Yannian Palace, he arrived at the palace of Concubine Shu.

When Concubine Shu saw Zhaoyun, her face was full of joy, she hurriedly asked Zhaoyun to sit down, and ordered someone to make tea, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that you would be able to come back again, I still thought that when you left the palace, I was afraid that I would never see you again." ”

Zhaoyun said with a smile: "Where is the concubine, I haven't seen the concubine for a long time, and the concubine's demeanor is the same as before." ”

Concubine Shu also smiled and said, "Where is there any style, but it will just live." ”

Zhao Yun smiled and asked, "How is the princess?" ”

Concubine Shu sighed and said: "The princess is very good, and thanks to the princess's company, I can survive until today, but it's a pity that her mother went early, and she was famous." ”

Zhaoyun asked: "The concubine is talking about the original Zhang Meiren, who is so dignified, how could she die?" ”

Concubine Shu sighed and said, "Since the death of the first emperor, she has been in poor health, and later I heard from the imperial doctor that she was terminally ill and the medicine stone was hopeless. I went a few years ago, and because of my low position, I just hastily held a funeral. ”

Zhaoyun also sighed, and then said: "In the end, the princess is blessed, although she has no mother, fortunately, with such a virtuous adoptive mother as you, she can have some hope in the future." ”

The years are like water, the years are like songs, and the years in the palace are still the same, but they are missing the original mood.

Cheng Zhanru gave birth to the eldest daughter of the emperor, Murong Yuhan was very happy, and really promoted her to be a concubine.

After Zhaoyun gave birth to the emperor's eldest son, he died.

Ten years later, the Queen Mother died.

Twelve years later, Murong Yuhan established Murong Weizhen, the eldest son of Zhaoyun, as the crown prince, and posthumously crowned Zhaoyun as the queen of pure filial piety.

Eighteen years later, Murong Yuhan died, and Murong Weizhen succeeded to the throne, with the year name Zhanglou.

Postscript**********

Dear readers, I am really sorry that this book was completed in such a hasty manner, and I am deeply ashamed.

There are too many flaws in this book, and I originally planned to finish the story of the matchmaker Bai Sujin, but something happened in the middle, so I had to streamline it in the first volume, and only wrote 150,000 words.

To be honest, the end of the first volume was also the time when I wanted to finish the application, but when I signed that contract and signed 600,000 words, my God, I don't know where I got the confidence to really think that I could write 600,000 words.

However, it turned out that I was wrong, I was a mess, and I should have finished the application book a long time ago, but it was delayed until now. As you may have noticed, the second volume has nothing to do with the first volume, and is basically equivalent to opening a separate book, and in this case, I am shameless about putting it on the shelves.

So, as expected, the subscription was terrible, and it was so bleak that I wasn't in the mood to continue writing.

Originally, I was thinking.,No one reads the work anymore.,Or just scribble it casually.,It's a good mix of full attendance! However, reason prevented me from this opportunistic approach, a book that no one reads on the street, is it really necessary for me to write it down like this, the answer is that it is not necessary.

Time is precious, how can I waste my time doing such useless things, chasing ducks to the shelves to piece together those tasteless words, my own writing is laborious and painful, and the reader is unappetizing to read, which is simply self-destructive.

I want to develop in Dianniang for a long time, so I finally gave up the temptation of full attendance, I feel that I should use my precious time to conceive a better plot and write better works, instead of writing these boring and boring words in a very painful way.

So, that's the end of the book. I will continue to work hard to make the next book better.

This is a lesson of blood and tears, there is no detailed outline, there is no manuscript, working during the day and writing at night, it is really unbearable and headache. It seems that I need to take a good rest, relax, and carefully construct the next work, so let's wait and see.

I promise, the next book will definitely not pit, for this I need to do a long time to prepare, the next book is expected to open in July, please readers must believe me, God, I am sincere!

At the beginning of July, we were gone. (To be continued.) )