Jin Qing was sitting in the room at this time. The palace people knelt in front of her, but no one dared to say anything about letting An Jingfu in.
They had just seen clearly the relationship between the emperor and the empress. If this was not considered a favor, they really didn't know what was considered a favor.
Jin Qing gasped and sat cross-legged on the bed. After a long time, he said viciously: "Oh, you gave me the child without even negotiating the price. You really think I'm stupid!"
Everyone: "..." So is this a question of price?
When the queen opened her eyes, she saw the eldest prince lying next to her. After making sure that her child had not been replaced, the queen held the child and cried for a long time.
Even when her mother-in-law told her that they could move out of the cold palace and restore the honor of the queen, she was not moved.
After experiencing the loss and recovery, in her eyes, this child is no longer a tool to gain status, she is just an ordinary mother.
The queen gave birth to a son, and everyone celebrated. After all, the eldest son was completely different from the other sons.
After experiencing this incident, An Jingyi acted more rationally and was no longer as extreme as before.
It seems that he is really developing towards Mingjun again.
Jin Qing left suddenly. In the tenth year after An Jing became emperor, when the maids came in to wake Jin Qing up in the morning, they found that Jin Qing was no longer breathing.
The palace people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and hurried to invite An Jingbo to come over.
Jin Qing is nearly fifty years old this year, and there are many people who have died at this age, but this person is the one who is at the forefront of the emperor's heart.
The imperial concubine had the most favors, but she was never able to conceive an heir. There was a concubine who wanted to give the child to the imperial concubine to raise, but the emperor personally rejected her.
On weekdays, as long as An Jingfu is in Jin Qing Palace, all the palace residents must avoid it.
There was also a eunuch who accidentally saw the emperor sewing clothes for the imperial concubine and cleaning the room.
This fully shows the emperor's sincerity towards the imperial concubine.
At this time, the imperial concubine was gone, and they were really afraid that the emperor would be angry with them.
An Jingbo received the news just after leaving court, and immediately stumbled to Jin Qing's side.
Looking at the livid Jin Qing lying on the bed, An Jinghao shook his lips, sat down on the ground, and didn't speak for a long time.
An Jingbo sat guarding Jin Qing's body in Jin Qing's palace for a day and a night.
Early the next morning, when the head eunuch was wondering whether to cancel the morning court, he saw An Jingbo walking out with a calm expression.
Although his face was a little haggard, An Jing's back was straight.
He told the chief eunuch: "Pass the decree, the imperial concubine passed away, enter the imperial mausoleum, and have a ceremony with the empress..."
An Jingzhen's throat was dry, so he managed to finish his words and hurried to go to court. He had said that he wanted to prove to Min'er that he was Mingjun's brains.
The news of Jin Qing's death spread throughout the palace in an instant, and the concubines were secretly happy that the mountain above their heads had finally moved away.
In the Queen's Palace.
While the queen was taking care of the flowers and plants in the palace, she listened to her nanny saying: "If this person is gone, we still have to follow the queen's etiquette. I really won't bring any bad luck to you."
The queen cut off a blooming rose with a pair of scissors: "What's the matter, I'm still alive." She finally won.
Aunty closed her mouth quietly: "What the empress said is right."
An Jingji did manage the country very well. Under his rule, Yu's country was peaceful and the people were peaceful, and the world was at peace. He really put into practice what Xue Wuchen and Jin Qing taught him.
An Jingbo slowly walked back to his dormitory, which was left by Jin Qing. After Jin Qing left, Anjingba changed this place into his own dormitory.
He is already in his fifties this year. When he first turned fifty, he named his eldest son the prince.
Now that the prince has slowly taken over the government, I believe that it will not be too far away for him to become the emperor.
In these years, An Jingbo never mentioned Jin Qing, nor did he go to the imperial mausoleum to take a look, which fully explained the coldness of a generation of emperors.
As soon as I arrived at the door of Leng Palace, I saw a cute little girl of about five years old, sitting on the doorstep with her chin in her hands.
Seeing An Jing's bright yellow figure, the little girl jumped up happily and waved to An Jing: "Dad."
An Jing's face softened. This was his youngest daughter, born to a beauty who had just entered the palace.
He had few heirs, so he had more expectations for this old man.
Who would have thought that the beauty would be so obsessed with him that she actually planned to trick him into turning a dragon into a phoenix?
When the queen stopped the incident, the little princess was already turning blue from the pain. Although the imperial doctor rescued the child, there was something wrong with the child's brain.
No one is willing to raise a girl with a bad mind, even in the palace.
Hearing the timid words of the imperial doctor, An Jingyi smiled and simply left the child by his side to take care of it personally, raising him for five years.
None of the concubines expected that this child would gain the emperor's favor in this way.
But they are reluctant to let their children become fools.
As the little princess grew up, her intellectual problems became more and more obvious. Her brain worked very slowly, and she couldn't understand anyone else's slightly tactful words.
Some things need to be taught many times to be remembered, but she has a great heart, especially her complete dependence on An Jingbo, which makes her the most favored child in the palace.
Walking up to the little princess, An Jingzhen reached out and hugged her: "Why are you sitting here without fear of catching a cold?"
The little princess giggled and hugged An Jingyi's neck: "Dad, make cakes, peach blossoms, and eat them."
Her language was very incoherent, and most of the time she spat out word after word. It was rare that An Jinghao actually understood her.
He hugged the little princess and said, "Did you make a cake for daddy?"
The little princess nodded vigorously: "Do it with your own hands, without my help, by myself."
The smile on An Jinghao's face became even bigger: "You made it for dad with your own hands, no one helped, right?"
The little princess was very happy that An Jinghao could understand her words. She put her arms around Anjinghao's neck and said, "Dad, eat together, with me."
An Jingbo carried the little princess inside and muttered: "Okay, let's eat together. You've become heavier recently. You'll have to eat less in the future. Daddy can't even hold him..."
Sitting at the dining table, the little princess put the pancake she had just made into An Jing's hand like a treasure: "Dad, eat."
An Jinghao looked at his little daughter with a smile: "Dad, let's try your craft."
As soon as the cake was in his mouth, An Jing was stunned, and then two tears fell down his cheeks. This was actually a salty peach blossom cake.
The nanny who was serving on the side immediately knelt down and apologized: "Your Majesty, it is the slave's fault. When the slave found out, the princess had already put the salt in as sugar, and the peach blossoms..." Everyone knows that your majesty hates peach blossoms the most, but But the little princess didn't allow them to change, she really wanted their lives!
An Jingzhen didn't say anything, just waved for them to go down.
The little princess lay on An Jingzhen's lap: "Dad, don't cry. I'm here to protect you."
An Jingji's tears flowed more fiercely and fell on his bright yellow pants: he thought that as long as he didn't mention it, he could pretend that the person was still there.
As long as you don't think about it, that person will suddenly jump out one day.
He has been lying to himself like this all these years.
But he always knew in his heart that that person was really gone.
The woman who taught him some nonsense, the woman who helped him vent his anger when he was angry, the woman who kept him fed and clothed even in the cold palace, will never come back.
An Jingji covered his face and let out a suppressed cry. The tears he had held in his heart for many years finally flowed out.
The little princess rested her head on An Jing's lap and patted his back gently with her little hands.
The years are quiet.
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