"Because the queen mother must make herself strong, learn to be expressionless, and deal with the court with trepidation, she can't think about anything at all, but now she has finally relaxed, and she misses your father more and more, and she feels more and more cute that he used to be."

Ye Liangchen's eyes were full of memories, and after all, he felt that the bitterness was exhausted. Now she is living happily, her son and grandson are filial, and there is harmony in the middle of the palace.

But without Gong Jingchen, he is lonely after all.

After Gong Yehua heard this, he felt distressed in his eyes, and immediately apologized: "Queen Mother, just now it was the son who accidentally said the wrong thing, which aroused the sadness of the queen mother. ”

"It's out of the way." Ye Liangchen smiled and put away the painting like a treasure.

Ye Yuze now lives outside the palace, and he is now a secretary, loyal to the emperor and beneficial. Anyway, it is very good, Ye Liangchen thinks that his future achievements are great.

felt very proud of this younger brother Ye Liangchen, but when he thought that he had no wife and children to take care of now, Ye Liangchen was anxious.

But she also knew Yu Ze's temper that if he didn't plan to marry a wife, even if she gave it strongly, it would be useless.

So Ye Liangchen was worried.

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by. Ye Liangchen didn't know how much time she had been in the palace, and she didn't even believe that she had become an old lady in her eighties.

The face has become older, and it is no longer the same as before, the wrinkles on the face are also numerous, the body is rickety, and the silver hair is particularly eye-catching.

The painting meant that she was combing her white hair, and suddenly sighed: "Miss, you used to be the most beautiful in the world." Even if it's the queen's mother, it's not as beautiful as you. ”

"People will grow old, how can there be no reason not to be old. I'm already an eighty-year-old woman, and I don't speak as loudly as I used to, and I used to call myself a mourner, but now I like to call myself an old woman. Ye Liangchen sighed, and reached out to stroke the golden step between his hair.

No matter how gorgeous and graceful she is, it will not restore her youthful face in the past.

But it's good to be old, and it's a little closer to her to accompany Jingchen.

Time flies so fast, even her son is in his sixties, from an immature child to a calm old man.

Although the queen is very well maintained, her face is still wrinkled and old.

Even her grandchildren are not young, they are already married, their sons and daughters have grown up, and both of them have become grandfathers and grandmothers.

Jin Rong is now the crown prince, but there is only one crown princess, and the husband and wife are harmonious and very affectionate.

Zixuan was going to go to another country to make peace, but was stopped by Ye Liangchen, and then married the person she had always liked. And her attached horse is also very affectionate, although she is extremely willful, but her attached horse has always accommodated her.

As long as they are happy, Ye Liangchen is naturally happy. Her son is not with his beloved, so she must make her grandchildren happy.

Ye Liangchen did it, Jinrong's crown princess was personally appointed by her, and Zixuan and her attached horse were also assisted by God in it.

Along the way, Ye Liangchen didn't know how many people she had killed, but she was very good to some people.

Ye Liangchen now has great-great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren.

Many old people have passed away, such as Ye Qingfeng, Ye Linlang, Ye Qianying, Miao Shi, Zhao Tianxiang, Zhou Ping, Gong Yiyao, Murong Qing, Qing Wanru, Gong Zizhao, Murong Leer.........

It had been like a dream, and she suddenly felt that what she had done before didn't make any sense. She has been vigorous in her life, but in the end, she has not turned into a handful of dirt.

She has indeed lived too long in this life, in her eighties, even in modern times, it is a long life, and she lives to the age of holding her great-great-grandson.

Ye Liangchen has been thinking about how happy it would be if all this was shared with Jingchen.

But she was alone......

Ye Liangchen came back to his senses, and immediately helped Huayi to sit down, and said with reproach in his eyes: "Huayi, don't serve me now." Both of us are old women, and we don't even move very well. There are so many new palace maids and so many skillful ones, so the two of us will pick a few to take care of us. ”

"Our time should be numbered, maybe I'll be ahead of you, maybe you'll be ahead of me."

"How beautiful my paintings used to be! It's a pity that these years are a pig-killing knife. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Liangchen's face was vicissitudes, and the wrinkles on his face were stretched, but his eyes were not cloudy, but extremely clear.

Huayi's body is now rickety, and although his hair is gray, he is still meticulously organized. Ye Liangchen knew that her body was getting weaker and weaker, so he couldn't bear to let her do anything.

Huayi said with a smile: "Miss, Huayi is old now, but he can't be idle, he just likes to do this and that." If someone else takes care of the young lady, the painting is still not at ease......"

"As for you, you just can't be idle." Ye Liangchen pushed a cup of wolfberry tea in front of her, and his eyes suddenly fell on his hand. At the moment, she is not a pair of soft wattles, but crumpled.

At this time, Murong Yan's guards walked in, saluted Ye Liangchen, and said a little anxiously: "Queen Mother, our retainers are dying, he said he wants to see you for the last time......

When Ye Liangchen heard this, he was a little anxious, and immediately stood up, and said tremblingly: "Come on, prepare the car, the mourning family is going to see Murong!" ”

When the palace maids saw her standing up, they immediately ran over to help her.

Ye Liangchen felt that he was old now, and all kinds of diseases came to his door. And she is very forgetful, she can't even remember what her son just told her in the morning.

Ye Liangchen took the carriage to Murong Mansion, although the carriage was a gentle exercise, she still felt uncomfortable, the kind of bones that fell apart.

But she didn't care about this, so she hurried to the house with the help of someone.

Now that Linlang has gone, he has also gone in the next life, so Murong Mansion seems extremely cold.

Ye Liangchen hurriedly came to Murong Yan's house, looked at him on the sickbed, and stepped forward in a deep voice.

Murong Yan is no longer the young man he used to be, but he is not a bad old man. He is still as warm as jade, although his hair is gray, but he is old and elegant.

Time is often extremely favored for such people.

When he saw Ye Liangchen come in, his face was filled with joy. Although his breath was faint at this time, and his eyes were a lot dizzy, he could still see her clearly.

He felt that this moment was precious.

In the last moments before he died, he was satisfied that she could be by his side.