Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

The Queen Mother took the black jade presented by Jun Minhuai and stroked the lines on it carefully, as if it were a rare treasure. Jun Minhuai couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Grandmother, is this black jade yours?"

The Queen Mother nodded with a look of longing: "Yes, it belongs to me. I gave it to a very important person. I thought I would never see him again, but I didn't expect that..."

The sound of Jun Yichen's coughing filled the entire Wenqing Palace intermittently, making his voice a little hoarse: "Cough cough cough, Queen Mother, cough cough, the owner of Black Jade is a guest in my palace, cough cough..."

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes, her face full of disgust: "You held him hostage? I want to see him!"

Jun Yichen covered his chest and gasped slightly, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The Queen Mother wants to see me, so should I give it to her? Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

The Queen Mother gritted her teeth and said, "Jun Yichen, don't refuse my toast. I can spare your life, but you only need to hand over the owner of the black jade!"

Jun Yichen's mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc: "Ahem, ahem, ahem, look at me, Queen Mother. Do you think I, ahem... care about life and death?"

The Queen Mother sneered: "That's right, the Ming King who is so high and mighty in the hearts of the people is actually terminally ill. I'm afraid he won't survive..."

"That's enough, mother!"

Emperor Wen Zhao looked at the empress dowager with a pair of eyes full of resentment and deep disappointment. As the empress dowager of a country, she always confronted her own grandson in front of all the officials and used vicious words!

Emperor Wen Zhao rubbed his temple with his hand and said helplessly: "The Queen Mother is tired, send her back to the palace!"

The Queen Mother flew into a rage and stood up with a swoosh. She glared at Emperor Wen Zhao with a pair of sharp and dignified eyes: "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Emperor Wen Zhao said without even looking up: "The eldest princess died while giving birth. I will order the celestial officials to choose an auspicious day for her burial!"

He raised his tired eyes, looked at the Queen Mother and said, "The eldest princess is the Queen Mother's favorite daughter, and also my most beloved sister. The Queen Mother and I are heartbroken. Starting tomorrow, the Queen Mother will go to the Buddha Temple to worship the eldest princess for three months, and she is not allowed to return to the palace during this period!"

The Queen Mother looked at Emperor Wen Zhao in disbelief: "You want to drive me away? You actually drove me away for this little bastard. Don't forget that it was I who killed my own son and stained the road with blood to help you..."

"enough!"

Emperor Wen Zhao stared at the Queen Mother with a pair of painful and sad eyes: "These years, the Queen Mother is tired, and I am tired too!"

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Jun Yichen's coughing did not stop because of the quarrel between the Queen Mother and Emperor Wen Zhao. He coughed so painfully that it seemed as if he would die in the next second!

Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Jun Yichen with heartache, his eyes full of guilt!

He walked towards the Queen Mother step by step. Facing the Queen Mother who was strong, surprised, angry, and full of mixed emotions, Emperor Wen Zhao said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mother, if Chen'er dies, the Queen will surely die. If the Queen dies, I estimate that I will not be far from death. So, Mother, please be kind and let me, the Queen, Chen'er, live a peaceful life for a few months, okay?"

All the emotions on the Queen Mother's face turned into disappointment. She felt deeply disappointed with Emperor Wen Zhao: "Your Majesty, what if I don't? I have a bet with the King of Ming today!"