I don’t know if the news of Ji Jun entering the palace yesterday spread. The morning court was particularly complete, and even the Prime Minister of Song took the leave and went to court.

Emperor Jianming sat on his head, shed tears while dealing with the most important government affairs, and choked and said, "My mother is not in good health, I am really unwilling to do political work. The Ministry of Rites sent someone to visit Zhu Xiang's house. If Zhu Xiang is better, please ask Zhu Xiang, Song Xiang and Xinyan to discuss politics together. Report urgent matters."

The Xuanzheng Hall was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling.

The emperor cried and said that the empress dowager was in bad health, so he ordered to find Zhu Xianglai, who had presided over the Grand Emperor's Grand Hismitory, and asked the Ministry of Rites to discuss matters with the three prime ministers...

This is, the Queen Mother is already critically ill!

Chen Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief, and was the first to react sadly, bowing to agree.

Song Xiang followed him and choked again, claiming that he was.

Seeing Emperor Jianming leave tremblingly with Qin and Luchun's support, the ministers looked at each other.

"Your Majesty is pure filial piety. When the late emperor was in great service, he cried so hard that he fainted in front of the spirit several times..."

"Ah, although Your Majesty has always been healthy, he can't stop leaving a son first, and then...ahh..."

"Stop talking about Your Majesty, isn't the Empress Dowager seriously ill after the accident in the Eastern Palace..."

"I just don't know about this after..."

The ministers whispered.

Chen Xinyan still stood respectfully on the left side of Song Xiang’s half step behind with his hands.

"I believe in words. The Ministry of Rites is your master. I believe that the Prime Minister of the Communist Party of China is only willing to help in this matter. Then the three of us will be the main part, and Zhu will supervise it. You two will do this major matter in a grand manner. I will take care of other matters for the time being. After finishing the work of the Queen Mother, we will listen to Your Majesty's assignment. How about it?"

Song Xiang smiled and "discussed" with Chen Xinyan.

Chen Xinyan bowed without thinking and agreed: "Just do what the teacher said."

He had long wanted to know which side his teacher is now, but unfortunately he didn't have any chance to test it.

Now that Song Xiang has taken the initiative to take the blame, he is naturally optimistic.

The royal families of the Qin Dynasty soon received news: the empress dowager was critically ill.

Princess Gan Tang went directly to Shouchun Palace without waiting for the imperial edict.

Aunt Geng came up to report while wiping her tears that the empress dowager inside was talking to Chen Zhuo, but where was Gan Tang waiting? She rushed in: "Mother!"

When the empress dowager saw Gan Tang crying, she could no longer maintain her calmness. She stretched out her hands to her daughter and started crying: "My Gan Tang!"

The mother and daughter hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

"I'm leaving, what should you do..." The empress dowager hugged her only daughter tightly, feeling assured, and couldn't bear it.

Chen Zhuo quietly retreated.

From the inner hall to the outer room, you must bypass a screen.

Aunt Geng was right next to the screen, invisible to both inside and outside, and grabbed Chen Zhuo: "Miss Jingzhi..." and bowed straight down.

"This is not something I should do! I hope that the Empress Dowager is just what I should do, and I cannot accept this worship of my aunt!" Chen Zhuo was so scared that he hurriedly grabbed Aunt Geng's palace. The Empress Dowager went down. Aunt Geng's seniority was equal to the princesses and princes. She was a small daughter of a minister, but she couldn't stand the bow of Aunt Geng's knees falling to the ground!

Aunt Geng broke free from her and still kowtowed three times: "Miss Jingzhi, this is the empress dowager's order. This is not thanking you for your filial piety to the empress dowager, but this is asking you to take in two old wastes, slaves and Madam Lin, in the future."

Is this recognition of the master?!

Chen Zhuo looked at her calmly for a while before bent down and helped her stand up with her hands, whispering: "You and Madam Lin are the most loyal people I have ever seen in my life. I respect you two. Since the Queen Mother gave me the roasting store, she would entrust you all to me. You are my responsibility."

Aunt Geng stood up and raised her hand to wipe her eye sockets: "The Queen Mother had something to say before. When you leave the inner hall, no one should go home immediately. The palace is in chaos, so don't have any inexplicable things to involve you."

Of course this is too good.

only……

Chen Zhuoyi looked at the inner hall reluctantly, walked out of the corner of the screen, and bowed solemnly at the door of the outer room.

Outside, Lao Yu, Princess Jianjia, and even Princess Ruhui Pei Zi rushed over.

Seeing Chen Zhuo bowing down, lying on the ground, shaking his shoulders and crying silently, Pei Zi was sad and wanted to stand up with the table.

Princess Jianjia hurriedly held her down, walked over in person, bent down to support her: "Clean Zhi, get up, get up quickly."

"Princess, I am ordered to send Miss Jingzhi out of the palace." Aunt Geng also came over and helped Chen Zhuo up.

Princess Jianjia was slightly stunned.

"Wait until I pay homage to the prince." Chen Zhuo lowered his head and wiped his tears, and went to salute to King Lao Yu.

Old Yu Wang had silver hair, looking at him seven or eight years older than Princess Zhao Nan, with his old eyes cloudy and red eyes, as if he was immersed in his own world, muttering to himself: "My sister-in-law is a good person... She wasn't her alert back then, but my beloved wife was afraid she would feed fish in the lake... Oh, good people in this imperial city are not rewarded..."

Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, but knew that this was not the time to pursue the matter. He was fully polite and stood up to say goodbye.

Princess Jianjia looked at her back in confusion and returned to her father's lower head and sat down.

"It seems that my sister-in-law's funeral has been entrusted to the future Princess Wing..." Old King Yu still lowered his head and sighed and stumbled, but he said this.

Princess Jianjia turned her eyes to her father again and asked softly: "Father is planning to be in her hands..."

"If there is any chance to make things happen, this should be the last time..." Lao Yu Wang held the tea bowl and blocked his mouth.

Pei Zi seemed to be unknown, and held a veil and pressed the corners of Honghong's eyes from time to time.

Princess Jianjia turned around and asked her gently: "Good daughter, are you okay? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you thirsty? Are you numb on your feet? Are you tired on your waist?"

After five months of pregnancy, she seems to be pregnant for a short time. The early pregnancy reaction has passed, her stomach is not big, and her movements are flexible. This month is the most comfortable time, so where can she feel any discomfort?

Pei Zi stood up impatiently, tiptoed to look into the inner hall, and murmured anxiously: "I don't know how my grandmother is..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Emperor Jianming walked in.

"Ru Hui, why are you here with your body?" Emperor Jianming was very moved.

These children are really good children, each of them is filial. Especially Chen Jingzhi, whom he saw just now, was so crying outside Shouchun Palace that he couldn't get up, and Aunt Geng couldn't help him. He ordered a load to send the child out of the palace...

Thinking of Aunt Geng, Emperor Jianming was shocked and looked around for a week: "Aunt Geng went out to give him away, where is Aunt Lin?"
Chapter completed!