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Chapter 160: Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wei Yanwan. 80

Wei Yanwan looked at her, lowering her eyes slightly to look at the armor welded on her body, "You just want to be decent in this life, but only dishonorable people will always talk about these things in their mouths and hearts. Now it's time for you to die with dignity."

"Don't worry, I will ask the emperor for a favor and let you be buried with the funeral rites of a concubine."

Wei Yanwan smiled, and Jinzhong understood and stepped forward. She personally poured a glass of wine for Qingying and placed it in front of her: "Goodbye, Qingying."

Looking at the smug look of Wei Yanwan, this villain, Qingying felt that her life should not be like this. Wei Yanwan should not be the one riding on her head!

Wei Yanwan was not interested in watching her die, so she left early. Jinzhong watched Qingying drink the poisoned wine and confirmed that she was dead before leaving.

He clapped his hands and looked at the sunset in the sky. In his opinion, the Queen should not come here. How could such a person be worthy of the Queen's gift?

After returning, Hongli did not ask her what she had done. He just hugged her and said, "Today, Qiongzhou paid tribute to us with large corals. I remember that only when Emperor Shizong was in power did we have corals this big. This is the first time I have seen such a large coral in all these years. I am sending it to you."

"The Emperor is willing to give up his love."

Wei Yanwan looked at him with a smile, and Hongli nodded slightly: "What belongs to me is yours, isn't it? How should Yanwan thank me?"

Sometimes when looking at Hongli, she felt a little dazed. She had been with this man for nearly twenty years. These twenty years had been really good to her, so good that he had brought her to such a high position.

She was given an extremely strong background, supreme honor and favor, and now her husband and wife live in harmony, and her children are filial and healthy. This seems to be the most perfect life for all women of this era.

Wei Yanwan lived a smooth life, but after giving birth to Yongyan in the 25th year of Qianlong's reign, her health was damaged and she had no children.

Now I have three sons and two daughters, taking care of me.

When her daughter Jingxuan was 18 years old, she married Lawangdorji, the grandson of Prince Chaoyong Celing, and was given the title of Princess Gulun Hejing. After her daughter left, Wei Yanwan felt uncomfortable for a while and felt that life was not as lively as usual.

Fortunately, she would be in the capital in the future, so it would be convenient for her to enter the palace. Wei Yanwan always taught her daughter to be tough. Her mother was the queen, and her father was the emperor. No one could bully her. If she had any grievances, she could go to the palace to find her. She would support her daughter.

Later, Jingyun also married Yongqi's study partner Zhalantai, the son of Zhaohui, the first-class military and brave duke.

Wei Yanwan knew that they had a good relationship, so the two of them were childhood sweethearts and got married smoothly. When the children got married, Wei Yanwan felt relieved.

Wei Yanwan lived to be 68 years old. Probably due to her physical condition, she felt that she was not as good as before when she was 67.

Hongli was also old, nearly eighty years old, and he was also an octogenarian. He touched Wei Yanwan's face with his dry hands, "Yanwan, why are you blowing the wind outside?"

Wei Yanwan moved her body, and Hongli sat down and held her in his arms, just like before.

Although she was old, Wei Yanwan was still a beauty, and every move she made had her own style. Now she looked at Hongli and said with a smile: "I am old, and now I feel cold all over even under the sun."

"I'll warm you up." Hongli held her hand tightly. The older he got, the more afraid he was of being separated.

Wei Yanwan smiled and laughed until she found the early spring sun a little dazzling, and it made her tears come out.

But when people get old, they have to accept their age. Wei Yanwan really felt that her vitality was gradually slipping away.

Since he fell ill last winter, Hongli had to take care of the children for more than half a month before he gradually got better.

Now I really can't survive.

In September of this year, Wei Yanwan fell seriously ill. She was weak all over and drowsy all day long. Yongqi and Hongli were very worried.

The birthday celebration for her was extremely lively and grand. However, Wei Yanwan's health did not improve after her birthday. Seeing this, Hongli abdicated the throne to Yongqi and stayed in the Yangxin Palace to take care of Wei Yanwan.

Wei Yanwan, who had been ill for half a month, suddenly became energetic on September 20th and recalled many scenes of her youth with Hongli.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the first time I met you?" Wei Yanwan was in good spirits and talked a lot to Hongli. They had been relatively harmonious over the past few decades. Although they had quarrels, some people were reluctant to let her get angry, so they lowered their heads after a while.

Hongli hugged her and nodded with a smile, but tears were in his eyes. "I know that I have never forgotten the little things between us over the years."

"Now that the children have grown up, all I have wished for has been granted." Wei Yanwan had a peaceful smile on her face. Hongli reached out to wipe away her tears, "Yanwan, don't say anymore..."

Wei Yanwan looked up at him, touched his cheek and looked at him carefully: "I always thought about how I would take care of you when you are old, but I never thought that I would die first."

Wei Yanwan's eyes were tired, and she felt like she was going to close them in the next moment. Hongli held back his tears and coaxed her: "Don't sleep, Yanwan, don't sleep, okay?"

However, Wei Yanwan was so tired that she could no longer hold up her hands, which slid down from his face. She smiled softly and said, "Your Majesty, have you always wanted to ask me whether I love you? I think I do. Your Majesty, don't worry about me after I'm gone. All funeral ceremonies should be carried out according to etiquette. Don't be extravagant..."

She turned her head and looked at the door. Her children hadn't come over yet. She thought she wouldn't be able to see them...

"Eniang!"

Wei Yanwan closed her eyes and fell silently into Hongli's arms. Yongqi fell to the side of the bed and held her hand.

"Mother - my son is here, my son is here, please wake up, mother..."

Yongqi cried uncontrollably, and Hongli also burst into tears.

Wei Yanwan was in a state of confusion. Who was crying? It was her child and her partner...

In the 56th year of Qianlong's reign, Empress Zhangjia Wei Yanwan passed away. Emperor Qianlong wailed in grief, beat his fists and cried without stopping.

The funeral rites for the empress were far beyond the regulations and were extremely grand. Hongli stayed in front of the coffin, not eating or drinking for the whole day, and finally collapsed from exhaustion on the second day.

The posthumous title of the empress should have been discussed by the Ministry of Rites, but Hongli summoned the ministers and personally appointed her a posthumous title, Empress Xiaoyi.

In April of the following year, Emperor Hongli passed away. Before his death, he earnestly instructed the current emperor to place his and Wei Yanwan's tablets together for worship, fearing that he would forget Hongli's repeated instructions.

Tian Qian Di Yi, you will always be my queen.

Yongqi struggled hard and took his men to see Hongli off. He sealed up the Hall of Mental Cultivation and moved into the Palace of Heavenly Purity. He often went back to look at every tree and blade of grass in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

It seemed as if he was still a child, with his mother and father sitting there waiting for him to come home. Looking at this familiar place, Yongqi walked past it again and again. His mother's favorite zither was still placed in the back hall, and her favorite flowers were also placed in the courtyard. But after they left, he felt that this courtyard full of flowers was terribly deserted.

They are gone...