Zhu Yunwen wanted to stay in the northwest for a few more months.

After reviewing the three armies in Xi'an, Zhu Yunwen stayed for another year at the former Ming Qin Prince's Mansion in Xi'an, which has been preserved as a tourist attraction.

Together with officials from the Shaanxi Chief Envoy Department, we made a special trip to Yan'an Mansion in the first two days of the year.

Don't think too much, Zhu Yunwen was going to pay homage to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum.

Originally, it was the beginning of spring after the sacrifice, and Zhu Yunwen wanted to wander around the northwest more, but an urgent matter panicked the people of the world.

Kunning Palace!

After all, Ma Enhui's body failed to resist, and Beijing urgently sent people to Xi'an to report the news.

Not to mention the horses, several of the messengers fainted from exhaustion on the road.

The emperor had just been on a tour of the northwest for a few months, but the queen was seriously ill and her life was hanging by a thread. No one could afford to be blamed for such a thing.

Ma Enhui is considered to be very old, forty-two years old.

For a woman who has been a queen since she was seventeen, she should never be seriously ill at this age, nor should she be seriously ill.

No matter who you think about it, you should live a long and long life if you are pampered and well-off.

But Ma Enhui was born like this, and she was even nine years younger than Zhu Yunwen's imperial grandmother, Empress Xiaocigao, who was also the empress of Taizu and Yuan Dynasty.

Now the palace is in chaos, and the imperial minister is completely at a loss.

Don't tell me, the emperor is not here, and Shuangxi, the head of the imperial department, is not here either. The only person in Beijing who can make the decision is Zhu Wenkui, who has just become the crown prince.

How could the latter have time to take care of things? They all knelt guarding Ma Enhui's bed in Kunning Palace for several days, praying that the latter could survive this time.

The whole hospital was almost driven crazy!

The only thought of all the imperial doctors was to hope to survive this disaster.

Zhu Yunwen didn't even know how he got back to Beijing. As soon as he got the news, he rushed back to Beijing from Xi'an.

It was a really fast horse, and the Emperor's chariot was thrown far behind by him.

After more than ten years, he once again drove a galloping horse. Thanks to the thousands of miles of highways now connected with each other, the flesh on his inner thighs was not so badly worn. It only broke a few layers of skin and bled a little.

That's all.

The people who came back with Zhu Yunwen were all young men in their twenties. Even these sharp athletes could hardly resist. I don’t know how the emperor managed to resist. Apart from spending every night in the service area of ​​the expressway,

How many hours can I sleep in.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are back."

Before entering the city, Xu Buji was already waiting with many people at the entrance of Beijing's expressway. As soon as he saw Zhu Yunwen, he came up to him. The anxiety in his words was not as steady as the chief minister of the dynasty.

Then again, who wouldn’t panic if something like this happens?

"How is the Queen?"

Zhu Yunwen was in no mood to say anything else to Xu Buji. His face was frighteningly dark, and with the color and dust, it was extremely ugly.

"The imperial doctor said, I'm afraid it will be very difficult." Xu Buji carefully weighed his words, not even daring to look at Zhu Yunwen's face: "The imperial minister took out all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could be taken out, and the imperial doctor barely managed to survive until now.

This is what I'm most afraid of, I'm waiting to see you."

"A bunch of trash, trash."

Zhu Yunwen galloped on his horse, and the entire city of Beijing was under complete martial law. This huge city with millions of residents came to a complete halt at this moment, and not even a single person could be seen walking around on the streets.

Some are just soldiers guarding the intersections solemnly.

No one wants to seek death at this juncture.

Zhu Yunwen finally entered the palace, and the first thing he did when he entered Kunning Palace was to scold the imperial doctors who were kneeling and guarding outside the door.

"It's all rubbish, get out of here."

Hundreds of people in the palace, including palace maids and eunuchs, all knelt on the ground, not even daring to breathe. The imperial doctors who were scolded even rolled on the ground and rolled down the steps.

All of them were beaten with bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and their mouths were torn apart.

He lay on the ground with blood dripping and confessed.

The worse it is, the more likely it is that you will win the emperor's mercy.

"Father!"

As soon as he stepped into Kunning Palace, he heard Zhu Wenkui's wailing on his back. Zhu Yunwen glared at him angrily, scaring the prince Chitose to silence him quickly.

Quickly walking to Feng Yu, Zhu Yunwen slowly sat down and looked at the unconscious Ma Enhui on the bed with some confusion.

The Empress Jianwen of the Ming Dynasty now looked haggard.

How could everything be so good that a severe cold a few years ago could turn it into this?

Holding Ma Enhui's hand, Zhu Yunwen didn't even know what to do.

Everyone has feelings. Although the relationship between him and Ma Enhui needs to be put in quotation marks, after all, they have lived together for more than 20 years. They cannot be said to be in love with each other, and they dare not love each other as vigorously as Butterfly Lovers, who depended on each other for life and death.

, but after all, they live together in the same bed.

Love may not exist, but family affection definitely does exist.

It is even said that his feelings are deeper than those of his sons and grandsons.

"Queen, Queen." Zhu Yunwen called softly a few times, then changed his words: "Hui'er, Hui'er."

As he kept calling, Zhu Yunwen felt that his nose was getting more and more sore. If he kept calling, the tears in his eyes would begin to fall uncontrollably.

I still cried in the end.

Seeing that he couldn't wake up, Zhu Yunwen gently leaned down and kissed Ma Enhui on the lips.

But the fairy tale of the prince kissing the princess to wake up did not happen in the Ming Dynasty.

Sitting dumbly by the bed, Zhu Yunwen could clearly feel Ma Enhui's hand getting colder and colder in his palm, and his already weak pulse was gradually disappearing.

By the time the imperial doctor crawling outside the palace gate was called in, Ma Enhui's medicine had failed and there was no way to save her.

She didn't even get to see Zhu Yunwen for the last time.

"The Queen's funeral!"

Inside and outside Kunning Palace, mourning was everywhere.

"Mother! Mother! Mother!"

Zhu Wenkui, who had been kneeling next to him and crying bitterly, crawled over. I don't know where he got the courage to push Zhu Yunwen aside. He held Ma Enhui's completely cold hand and cried hard.

Zhu Yunwen, who was driven away by him, looked at him with dull eyes.

Even Zhu Yunwen himself didn't know what he was looking at.

After a few minutes, Zhu Yunwen slowly turned around and walked outside the palace.

My back, which was no longer straight now, actually started to stoop.

As he moved around, orders were issued one after another.

"The cabinet will choose a site outside the city to build the mausoleum as soon as possible. The construction must be completed within one month after the queen's funeral."

"Reward the queen's nephew with seven crowns and six chapters of uniforms, and bestow upon the prince a title that will last for a generation."

"We have issued an order to the whole country that all festival celebrations this year will be cancelled, but marriages must not be hindered."

"Temple and Taoist temples are not allowed to open mountains to welcome incense this year."

"It lasts for one month, starting from the date of receiving the order. All public office plaques in Minglian countries will be hung in white, Minglian flags will be flown at half-mast, and the national flags of all military regions and military flags will be flown at half-staff."

"All theaters, red buildings, and places where people buy and sell sex are prohibited from operating this year. All cultural and entertainment performances are prohibited from being held. All ball games and sports events are prohibited from being held."

"All officials and civil servants are prohibited from drinking alcohol this year, entertainment fees will be cancelled, and anyone who drinks alcohol will be directly dismissed from office."

At the end of his speech, Zhu Yunwen's figure had already left Kunning Palace. He turned his head to look at the crying in the palace, then turned back to look at the hundreds of people in front of him and sighed.

"The staff at the Tai Hospital were given an extra two months' salary. This time the Queen fell ill and died, and medicine was ineffective. It was beyond human power to save her, and her life was at stake."

After saying that, Zhu Yunwen looked up at the sky and muttered.
Chapter completed!