He was holding a purse in his hand, which was light green, embroidered with a pink orchid, it should be said to be a leek, it was ugly anyway, and the real thread on it was also crooked.

Ye Liangchen naturally remembered this purse, which she gave to Murong Yan back then. Unexpectedly, he kept it all along.

What Ye Liangchen didn't know was that there were two strands of long hair in his purse, and those two strands of long hair were tied together, one was Murong Yan's and the other was Ye Liangchen.

He secretly cut it out when she was asleep.

married as husband and wife, love and affection are not doubtful.

But he didn't stay with her in the end, maybe it was because of the creation of people, and the person he married was her most beloved sister.

How many regrets Murong Yan has in this life, these regrets are enough for him to suffer for a lifetime.

Others see her as living a happy life, with a beautiful wife and concubine by her side. But he knew in his heart that no matter how good others were, they couldn't compare to them after all.

Murong Yan was carrying the purse into the coffin, and he held it very tightly, very tightly.

If there is an afterlife, he must take this wisp of green silk with him, be the first to find her, and then never let her fall into the eyes of others, and do not let others fall into her eyes.

Back in the palace, Ye Liangchen was a little confused. Murong Yan's words today evoked a lot of memories for her, and the most wonderful years of his life were the five years from the age of fifteen to twenty, carrying too many wonderful things in her life.

At that time, life was carefree, with Jingchen, Murong, Hua'er, and grandmother......

At that time, there was not much baggage, and there was no government to deal with. She is the money-hungry Ye Liangchen, who has been trying to make money by all means, and she is no different from a profiteer.

But how simple and pure she was at that time, although she thought she was more black-bellied, but she couldn't kill someone after all.

She was happy at that time.

Ye Liangchen has been thinking about it all the time, and he didn't even eat a bite of it in the evening sent by the painting.

Ye Liangchen's eyes were not bright, although she was old, her eyebrows were very good-looking, but now they did look a little weird.

She gradually moved her gaze to Huayi, and said in a wooden voice: "Huayi, I may not be dying......"

Her voice was faint and breathless.

After hearing her words, Huayi's face changed greatly, although the ground had always been very calm, but now it was chaotic. She hurriedly looked at the little palace maid on the side, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and tell the emperor about this matter, and by the way, let the queen invite the queen mother over." ”

Gong Yehua was in the hall at this time, and now he is old, not the high-spirited young man he used to be, and his good body and bones are still healthy. Gong Yehua, you are a filial son, very filial to Ye Liangchen.

When he heard the news of his mother's illness, he immediately rushed to Shi'an Palace.

Ye Liangchen felt very groggy and slept softly for a while. But when he opened his eyes again, he found that there were many people in the palace, all looking at him.

She heard the imperial physician say to Gong Yehua in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the queen mother may not be able to do it...... You mourn and change, if you have anything to say, just say it to the Queen Mother. ”

Gong Yehua didn't get angry when he heard this, maybe because he was also old and knew that birth, old age, sickness and death were common things in the world. He just said lightly: "You go down first." ”

There are other people in the hall, the queen, the concubine, the concubine, the concubine Zhou......

Ye Liangchen recognized that these concubines had all played mahjong with her.

It's just that there is no jade concubine, and the word jade has become a taboo for Gong Yehua today. Maybe he already knew the news of Yu Niang's death, maybe he didn't know it, and he was still waiting stupidly.

And her grandchildren, her great-grandchildren, and her maternal great-grandchildren. There are also great-great-great-great-grandchildren and great-great-great-grandchildren.

The civil and military ministers also knelt on the ground, and now their Ye Liangchen is extremely respectful and admired. When Ye Liangchen was dying, they had a lot of reluctance.

Ye Liangchen looked at the people in the Shi'an Palace, as well as Gong Yehua's reluctant face, she smiled and said to him: "Hua'er, the queen mother is leaving, you can take care of it in the future......"

"Hua'er, the queen mother's life is useless, you have carried so many burdens, you should have been a cheerful and free character, but you were forced by the queen mother to become a calm and decisive character."

Ye Liangchen's face was apologetic, and his expression became more and more gentle when he looked at his son.

"The queen mother, it was Hua'er who was willful back then, and the queen mother said that she went to her father. At that time, Hua'er was ignorant, and forced the queen mother to keep changing. The corners of Gong Yehua's mouth were a little bitter, recalling the past scenes of the queen mother, they were all bitter, how difficult it was for the queen mother to support the government alone.

Ye Liangchen looked at Huayi again, and said with a smile: "Huayi, I'm leaving, I'm really happy to have you with me all the time in this life." ”

"Miss, I can't bear you." At this time, the corners of Huayi's eyes were already wet with tears, and he couldn't stop shivering.

Ye Liangchen's gaze was very calm, and he was still holding a rosary in his hand: "I'm already old, it's time to leave this world." ”

After saying this, she felt sleepy for a while and slowly fell asleep. She didn't feel the slightest discomfort when she died, but it was as if she was asleep, ending her life in her sleep.

Everyone watched her slowly close her eyes, and for a moment, her grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, all burst into tears.

Ye Liangchen was very kind to them, and they all liked her very much. But seeing her leave the world now, you can imagine how reluctant she is.

Gong Yehua was relatively calm, and there were tears welling up in Murong Qianxin's eyes, and he wiped them gently with a handkerchief.

There was a mourning in the palace, and some people cried. Ye Liangchen never thought that so many people would cry for her after his death.

She made a lot of money in her life, but later she used it to replenish the treasury and treat the displaced people.

The previous scenes passed in her mind, as if she were playing a movie.

She traveled back in time to antiquity and resented the place.

Here she met a person who was amazing all her life, his name was Murong Yan.

Later, she married a man who was very angry with her, his name was Gong Jingchen.

Later, she gave birth to a lively and lovely son, his name is Gong Yehua.

She thought that she would be selfish in this life, but in this life she has done the most for the people, and he is most worthy of the people of Chongguo.

Under her rule, Chongguo has entered a glorious era.

She is so happy, so tired, and she misses Jingchen so much......

At this time, it was snowing outside the window, and the snow was flying in the wind, dyeing the sky and the earth at once. The cold wind howled, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit the Shi'an Palace.