My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Yuanjing arranged the chess pieces neatly, and was silent for a moment before sighing, "Yan'er, you shouldn't be hiding this from you. It's just that your mother and I haven't figured out how to tell you."

It is difficult to tell your children that you will die soon.

Yan Er almost couldn't help tears: "I just want to know, why on earth. Why is the mother's face not old, but why is she exhausted? What has happened to the mother's queen all these years?"

"Your mother's queen does have some adventures. As for the blessings and the misfortunes, we can't tell them for the time being." Zhao Yuanjing said unhurriedly, "The reason why she is not old is also related to this. Fortune comes from misfortune, she gets it. Whatever you have to pay."

"Why?" Yan'er could not accept this result. "Is the queen willing to give up her life for the sake of youth and beauty? How can this be done!"

Zhao Yuanjing frowned, "Do you think it's up to people to choose?"

Yan'er was dumbfounded: "Is the queen involuntarily involuntarily?"

"That's right! She has paid too much for Da Zhou and Bei Qi, and the root cause of the disease has fallen behind. You are not clear about these."

Yan Er did not speak.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Your mother's queen was born in dystocia. She has always been physically delicate. When she was young, because of my fault, she conceived you early and failed her confinement. She was thrown into the water in the twelfth lunar month and gave birth to her. A serious illness. At that time, the root cause of the disease fell. Later, you gave birth to your younger siblings one after another, traveling in the ice and snow like Beiqi. It was foreseen that her body would become like this. What could you not think of?"

"But the queen looks like..."

"I said that she had some adventures and kept her appearance a little bit. But that is not a miracle. It can't make her body immortal, understand?" Zhao Yuanjing said, "Life is alive and there is death. I saw it with my own eyes. If your parents pass away, you will do the same. Who is not in this world? You are now the emperor, don't cry like a child because of this."

Since the "resurrection", Zhao Yuanjing has rarely said these slight reprimands to his son.

Yan'er listened honestly, raised his red eyes, and whispered, "Son understands."

"After a while, your mother and I will set off for Beiqi."

"What are you going to do in Beiqi?"

"Everything originated there, and it will end there." Zhao Yuanjing said meaningfully.

Yan'er instantly understood the deep meaning of his words, and said with tears: "Father, as a son, I can't even accompany my mother for the last time?"

"Isn't it right now?" Zhao Yuanjing said softly.

Yan Er burst into tears instantly.

It turned out that when they came back this time, they said that they would not leave in Kyoto, but in fact it was just to say goodbye to them.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yan Er choked, "If you want us to accompany you, why have you moved to Yaoguangshan again? I'll go back now and order someone to help you move things back to the palace!"

Zhao Yuanjing said, "Your mother's queen is uncomfortable living in the palace."

"Then I will move here to accompany you!"

"You are the emperor, don't be so self-willed."

At some point, Yundai came back, holding a plate of fruit in her hand, her expression peaceful.

Yan'er couldn't bear it anymore, rushed over, hugged her, crying: "Mother, the son can't bear you... The son still wants to be filial to you for many, many years."