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The bright lights in the hall and the well-defined bones showed that these hands were once very powerful and accustomed to holding the wind and clouds.

At this moment, it is very powerful to pull the twisted beads against the dark blue cuffs of the gold silk brocade, but it gives people the illusion of powerlessness.

The owner of these hands took a deep breath and said word by word, "I want to be a waste prince!" ”

The Queen Mother was taken aback, and looked at those familiar and unfamiliar eyes, "Emperor, you ......"

"Ahem, ahem...... Queen Mother, what did the prince do, you may not be unclear, how long can you tolerate him? ”

Zhou Yan's face quickly turned red from the violent coughing, but the bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to crack, terrifying and terrifying.

"Emperor, the sudden abolition of the crown prince at this time is undoubtedly shaking the foundation of the country......"

The Queen Mother stretched out her delicately maintained hands and gently and skillfully stroked the emperor's shoulders, as if she had returned to Zhou Yan's childhood.

At that time, whenever he was sick, she always took him in her arms and gently soothed his shoulders until he fell asleep......

The Queen Mother's sharp eyes rarely showed affection, and she was reluctant to ......

All kinds of mixed tastes poured in, like the mouth of a broken embankment, overturned down, and swept her in an instant.

The Queen Mother doesn't remember how many years there has never been such a close relationship between mother and son.

Sigh...... It's also heartache.

She knew what everything in front of her me, that the reliance of her life would cease to exist, and that the brightness of her life would soon crumble and become clear.

"I have already prepared a will, and the Queen Mother supports it...... Son, this time. ”

Zhou Yan struggled to say this, he didn't know how long he could last.

Maybe it was just that he was too tired, and his hand gradually loosened the cuffs of the Queen Mother, and slowly lay down on the wide dragon bed.

He didn't want to move anymore.

"Hey...... The mourning family is afraid that Concubine Shu's family will ......" The Queen Mother was worried, and she almost didn't have to look at the holy decree to understand Zhou Yan's intentions.

It's just that in this way, isn't the mother family of the first queen, the Wu family, chilling?

And the momentum of the Shuguifei clan is afraid that it will rise soon.

"Just obey the destiny of heaven."

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and said, he seemed to hear the sobs of the concubines outside the hall, probably crying about his next life.

How many people in this world are really crying over his death?

He vaguely saw again, under the white magnolia in full bloom, there was a dancing shadow.

And the sound of pleasant laughter lured him closer and closer, and he wanted to see who it was?

However, the scene suddenly changed.

He saw the poisonous oath he was asking Lin Hao to make, he saw Lin Hao's face, but why did he only see himself?

His chest had risen and fallen violently to a level of stability that he had never felt in years......

The snow fell heavier, covering almost the entire official road.

However, it does not affect the people who gallop on the road in the slightest.

The cold wind was like a knife, slashing at his face one by one, but he didn't necessarily feel the slightest pain.

His heart was uneasy, he never knew what the boulder was pressing on his chest at this moment, he only knew that he was going to see that man for the last time, even if he never looked him in the face, he was still uncomfortable in his chest.

The arms were still waving, and the sharp whips were thrown on the horse's back one by one, and the horse neighed in pain, but ran harder.

Snowflakes fell on his eyelashes as the whistling sounded and he couldn't open them, but he didn't think to stop, hope, hope was still in time......

On the twentieth day of the winter month of the third year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Great Zhou Emperor Zhou Yan died at the age of 57, and was nicknamed the Holy Ancestor Emperor Mingcheng.

PS. End of the first part of the book!