Wang Fan saw Zhuang Wanqin looking at the closed window, and stepped forward to explain: "Because the empress is badly affected by typhoid fever, I am afraid that the window will be damp. ”

Zhuang Wanqin nodded slightly, Nanguo is located in the south, and when the rainy season comes, it is endless, often mossy everywhere. Rays of sunlight shine through the paper windows, and through the light, the dust in the air can be clearly seen.

A sound of slow footsteps came from outside the hall, thinking that it was the empress who had descended from the court.

Zhuang Wanqin retracted her gaze and turned to greet her.

When that bright yellow broke into the eyelids, the slight staggering footsteps showed the master's eagerness, even if he was holding a jade crutch and someone was supporting him, he was about to fall.

"Qin'er, in the past few years...... Cough...... How about living outside? ”

"Okay, Mother Emperor, everything is fine with me, and Master Xuanyi is doing well."

Zhuang Wanqin wanted to step forward and hold the empress's trembling left hand stretched out towards her, but before she could hold it, that hand suddenly changed direction.

A violent cough sounded, and when the empress spread her left hand again, the rust-colored blood stains in her palm were shocking.

The Empress took one look at the blood and immediately clenched her left hand, she wanted to be calm, but the stinging pain in her heart made her bend over.

"Help the mother queen in first."

Zhuang Wanqin stepped forward and grabbed the empress's left arm, unsurprisingly, the empress dodged for a while, but quickly relaxed herself and let Zhuang Wanqin support her.

Although they are close relatives, they haven't seen each other for more than ten years, so it's inevitable that they are still a little rusty.

Several people almost supported the empress to the bed, and the empress swept her around with a complicated expression, and after her eyes lingered on Zhuang Wanqin for a while, she gently closed her eyes.

There was no sound in the room except for the breathing of the crowd and the empress's slowing gasps. The air seemed to condense, and the dust stopped swimming.

Suddenly, there was a violent cough, followed by another rush.

When everyone was in a panic, Wang Fan noticed the empress's slightly moving lips, like a fish out of water, one by one, one by one......

"Let's be quiet."

Wang Fan leaned down so that he could hear the empress clearly. But when she looked at Zhuang Wanqin, her expression was a little strange at first, and then she suddenly showed a smile.

"The Empress said to let Her Highness stay, and the others went out with me to wait."

Under the leadership of Wang Fan, only Zhuang Wanqin and the empress were soon left in the palace.

"Qin'er, you were not born by the Mother Emperor's side. The Empress can't stand you...... Ahem, ahem...... You must remember that you must revive Nanguo and regain its majesty. ”

If the breath is absent, it is urgent and slow, and the empress's gaze has been a little sluggish, but she still locks Zhuang Wanqin tightly, it seems that she has to agree.

"Mother, I wrote it down."

Zhuang Wanqin nodded solemnly.

Although she didn't know why the Empress said these words to her, she didn't know what was the situation with the strange expression of the female officer. It stands to reason that even if the empress dies, she should be succeeded by her sister Dowager. Although I should also contribute, it ultimately depends on the sister of the princess.

Seeing that the empress closed her eyes again, Zhuang Wanqin said softly: "Mother Empress, you have a good rest, I'll go down first." ”

Out of the palace gate, everyone hurriedly came up to inquire about the empress. But do you really care about the Empress?

Zhuang Wanqin responded with a smile on her face, but she couldn't stop sneering in her heart. Among so many people, the culprit who caused the Empress to be terminally ill is secretly rejoicing somewhere!

The night was getting thicker, the cool breeze was blowing, and it was the time when everyone was asleep, but they were awakened by the hustle and bustle in the palace.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! ”

The force of the person who came made Zhuang Wanqin wonder if this door would be broken because she couldn't bear it. But the situation was urgent, so she quickly put on her coat and opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

"The Empress has died, please go quickly."

Zhuang Wanqin's pupils shrank suddenly, and then returned to normal, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

Crashed, so soon?

In just a few seconds, Zhuang Wanqin immediately reacted and ran towards the empress's bedroom.

I saw that the empress should be able to hold on for a few more months during the day, but I didn't expect the East Window incident to happen on the first night, is the mastermind behind the scenes waiting for me? Shouldn't he be in order to let Nan Guo die?

From a distance, I saw that the empress's bedroom was brightly lit, and the eunuchs and palace ladies were crying. entered the palace, but there were only two people, one was Wang Fan, and the other was a plain-clothed man who had never met, who should be the emperor and queen, that is, his father.

"I've seen my father."

Zhuang Wanqin finished saluting the man, and regardless of whether he hadn't even looked at her, she knelt directly in front of the empress's bed.

These people don't know themselves. And I don't know anything about them. Even the conversation is just at the level of greetings, although they are close relatives, they are not as good as one-ten-thousandth of the master.

Master admonished himself that his family and country are great, and the country is about to die, so why talk about his family?

"Your Highness, mourning."

Wang Fan looked at Zhuang Wanqin worriedly, how did he know that Zhuang Wanqin was worried about the country and not the family?

I have to say that the empress should be a very enlightened emperor, and she should have mourned for three years, but she generously and benevolently issued an edict: "The officials of the world will be released in three days." ”

In other words, the officials only need to serve three days of mourning. As for the people, they just need not to entertain, not to marry, and to grieve a little.

Before I knew it, the three-day removal had arrived.

Under the leadership of Wang Fan, the officials above the court unanimously asked Zhuang Wanqin to ascend the throne and succeed to the throne.

How could she, a person who had never been in contact with the affairs of the imperial court at all, be trusted by so many people? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. But I don't know who is behind it?

Just when Zhuang Wanqin didn't know how to deal with it, she received a letter from her master Xuanyi. The letter said that she should give up the throne and become regent instead.

The situation between the DPRK and China is not stable, and if you ascend the throne as emperor at this time, you can easily become a puppet. At that time, even if she wanted to give up the emperor's throne, the pressure from all sides would make her unable to speak.

And the letter also told her that her sister, Zhuang Wanyan, was in the capital of Zhuhua at this time. Hearing the rumors, she should have escaped from the place of imprisonment, and asked her to come to Zhu Huaguo to escort Zhuang Wanyan back and help her ascend to the throne.

After more than ten years of living with her master, Zhuang Wanqin didn't think too much about it and did what Xuanyi said.

When discussing this matter with Wang Fan at the beginning, Zhuang Wanqin was absolutely refused.

"Your Highness, it's not that we are stubborn. The country cannot be without a king for a day, and everything above the court needs someone to deal with. And now it is embattled, and the people's hearts are unstable. If the enemy country knew the news of the Empress's death, wouldn't it greatly boost the morale of others? ”

Seeing Wang Fan's hatred of iron and steel, Zhuang Wanqin spread his hands scoundrelly. Who knows what's going on in your heart?

Now that the situation in Nanguo is tense, a discerning person can see it at a glance, let alone these old foxes. Serving as regent himself is not ignoring state affairs, and he will bring back Her Royal Highness the crown princess who should really succeed to the throne. Why not?

These people reacted so strongly, isn't there something special about that lady?

The corners of Zhuang Wanqin's mouth were hooked, and her eyes looked in the direction of Zhuhuaguo. I saw a few birds flying by, and the sky was still so clear.

Here, to have such a refreshing sky, it can be regarded as God's favor for Nanguo.

Let these ministers talk about color change, Sister Tai, I think it's a bad character to mess with.

Don't worry, I'll be sure to bring you back!