"Queen Mother......" Zhu Houzhao was in Zhang Yan's arms, watching Zhang Yan cry so sadly, and when he was about to say something, he saw his father shaking his head lightly at him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhu Houzhao's words were swallowed back.

Zhu Youzhu walked over slowly, stretched out his long arm, took Zhu Houzhao with one hand, and hugged Zhang Yan into his arms with the other.

He didn't speak, just quietly hugged his wife and children, looking at his wife and children's eyes, as tender as ever.

"Youjiao...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Zhang Yan grabbed Zhu Youzhang's sleeve and cried loudly.

She is really incompetent during this time!

Wei'er passed away, she was extremely sad, and Youzhu and Zhao'er were not, when the family of three should have advanced and retreated together, she shrank behind her back and threw everything to her husband and son.

Her Zhao'er, at a young age, has to face the calculations of the Zhang family, and help her get angry with the grief of her younger brother's death.

And Youjiao...... Zhang Yan looked at Zhu Youjiao's haggard face and star-spotted white hair, and her heart was like a knife.

Wei'er passed away, she was very sad, and Zhu Youzhang's grief would definitely not be less than her.

At such a time of grief, Zhu Youzhu also personally presided over his son's funeral, and also thought about his son's posthumous title.

Such a young and young child, in the history of the Ming Dynasty, there is no precedent for being crowned a king at all, and Zhu Youzhu has exhausted how much effort to be able to set this precedent.

What was Zhu Youzhu doing while enduring the pain in her heart? And what did she do?

"Youjiao...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Zhang Yan cried even more.

"Fool!" Zhu Youzhu smiled and stroked Zhang Yan's hair, "Didn't I say that?" We husband and wife should never say sorry. ”

Zhang Yan stopped talking, but hugged Zhu Youzhu hard.

"Thank you, Sister Fuxiu!"

When Lan Zhi and Lingyin sent Fuxiu out of the palace, they were sincerely grateful.

They really found the right person, they wanted to untie Zhang Yan's heart knot, and they really wanted Fuxiu to come out.

"Thank you for the wrong person!" Fuxiu looked at Lan Zhi and Lingyin, smiled and shook her head, "It's not me who really cheers up the queen, but the emperor." ”

"I'm nothing more than ...... at best Tell the queen mother, don't forget the emperor. ”

"You two haven't gotten married yet, so naturally you don't know. When you get married, you don't need me to go out, and you will think about how to persuade the queen. ”

Looking at Lan Zhi and Lingyin's blank faces, Fuxiu smiled lightly, stretched out her hand, and pinched the faces of the two people.

"Sister Fuxiu!" Lan Zhi and Ling Yin's faces immediately turned red.

Fuxiu smiled, didn't make fun of the two of them anymore, and turned to leave the court.

Before stepping out of the palace gate, Fuxiu saw her husband Xiao Yun looking forward to the figure in front of the palace gate.

Before Fuxiu was about to leave the palace, Lan Zhi and Lingyin sent a message to Xiao Yun, informing Xiao Yunfu of the time when Fuxiu would leave the palace.

Presumably, now her husband has come out to pick her up.

Fuxiu looked at her husband's figure, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes gradually became infected with an indissolvable tenderness.

Back then, when Wan Guifei refused to leave with Zhang Yan, not only Zhang Yan didn't understand, but Fuxiu didn't understand either.

However, as Fuxiu got married for a longer time, Fuxiu gradually understood Wan Guifei back then.

The word love is the most misleading, when Fuxiu slowly tied her heart to Xiao Yun, what she didn't understand back then was gradually understood.

In addition to her, Lu Ying, who is already a wife and mother, also knows.

Although she couldn't enter the palace due to physical reasons, when she received a reply from her two younger sisters, before Fuxiu entered the palace, Lu Ying specially invited Fuxiu to her home, and her thoughts were the same as Fuxiu.

The person Lu Ying married is a childhood sweetheart who has a lot of heart, and her understanding of the word love is much deeper than Fuxiu.

If you want the queen to recover, it's useless to just persuade her to mourn, such a heart-wrenching pain of losing a child, where can a sentence of mourning be appeased.

The only thing that can be persuaded is to tell her that her indulgence like this will hurt the people she has always cared about.

Who else could the queen care about in this era? In addition to the son who is related by blood, there is only the emperor.

Although Fuxiu didn't know what the queen and Wan Guifei were talking about in modern times, it was enough to make the queen give up everything to stay by the emperor's side, and it was enough to see the queen's expression towards the emperor.

And the emperor did not live up to the queen's expression, throughout the ages, there was only one queen in the harem, and there was no other concubine emperor, except for the current emperor, there was no one else, right?

At night, Zhang Yan was in Kunning Palace, cleaning up Wei'er's relics little by little.

Although when I saw it again, my heart still hurt like a knife, but now, Zhang Yan's emotions are no longer as sad as when she first learned of Wei'er's death.

"Ah Yan......" was cleaning things up when Zhu Youzhu walked up to her side.

Looking at Zhu Houwei's things in Zhang Yan's hand, Zhu Youjiao's eyes also showed a little pain, he walked to Zhang Yan's side and gently took the things in Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan didn't speak, and Zhu Youzhu took off the things in her hand, and her head was gently attached to Zhu Youzhang's arms.

"Ayan, our son, the specifications of the burial are the etiquette of the prince, and in a few days, we will burn his favorite things in his life."

Zhu Youzhu hugged Zhang Yan: "This child, although his fate with us is very shallow, but, no matter what, it is always our son, he should have it, and he will have it." ”

"Even if you can't enjoy it in your lifetime, but if he is under Jiuquan, he will not treat him badly."

"Hmm!" Zhang Yan nodded tearfully.

She is from modern times, so she naturally doesn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but now, Zhang Yan has no objection to Zhu Youjiao's want to cook things for Wei'er.

Perhaps, the heart really hurts to a certain extent, and you always have to find something to relieve the pain of the heart a little.

Although it's just a drop in the bucket.

Her Wei'er left this world at a young age, when he was alive, Zhang Yan, as a mother, couldn't do anything, and now that he is gone, he always has to do something.

Even these things are nothing more than ......

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and held Zhu Youzhang's hand: "In the past few days, let's sort it out, in two days, it will also be Wei'er's first seven." ”

"We ...... Let's burn it to him. Zhang Yan's throat was a little choked, but she was still strong enough to finish all her words.

"Ah Yan......" Zhu Youzhu held Zhang Yan's hand worriedly, "You ......"

"Don't worry." Zhang Yan smiled and also held Zhu Youzhang's hand. (To be continued.) )