The young His Majesty stood on the second floor of the fairy tower. The light coming in from the sunset was not high enough to illuminate his face, allowing people to get a glimpse of his expression.

"His Majesty."

"What? Can't what I said be applied to the imperial seal?"

It was as if a thread had been stretched in the Nuan Pavilion without anyone noticing.

If you don't pay attention, the thread will break, causing this huge palace man to fall over.

Gao Wanxin's lips moved slightly, revealing a smile:

"Weichen thought it would be good to write this on the imperial edict."

After saying that, Gao Wanxin lowered her head again, dipped her pen again, and wrote those two sentences neatly.

After dictating the posthumous imperial edict, Shen Shiqing stood on the fairy tower and looked into the distance through the window lattice opposite.

Gao Wanxin read the entire imperial edict again.

It is completely different from the previous imperial edicts that granted rewards and decrees. This edict did not mention the husband's achievements at all. It only told everyone that there was an excellent person in the world named Yao Dujuan.

She did many things during her lifetime, and everything she did was because she was Yao Dujuan.

"High female official."

"His Majesty."

"After this imperial edict is stamped with the seal, please take the time to make a trip, Master Zhao of Duanji Palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gao Wanxin thought that His Majesty would have other instructions, but he did not.

With the sound of footsteps, His Majesty came down from the Immortal Tower, walked back to the throne, and continued to review the memorial.

It seemed as if the slightly awkward oral decree just now was just a fantasy dreamed by Gao Wanxin.

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Chu Yuanjin enshrined his mother's tablet in the main hall of the mansion. As the eldest princess of Yueqing came to read out the imperial edict posthumously conferring a second-grade imperial edict on her mother, some of her father's old friends also knew that her mother had passed away, and they all Family members were sent to express their condolences.

Just like mother did when she was alive, Chu Yuanjin didn't confiscate any gifts except from people he knew very well.

Aunt Mi and Mrs. Liang came to help every day, and Chu Yuanjin didn't feel that life was difficult.

It was just empty, as if she had returned to Yanjing City, but buried her soul with her mother-in-law.

No matter how sincerely the condolences cried in the past two days, she never shed another tear.

What those people are crying about is the second-rank imperial eunuch, the wife of the censor of Youdu, the wife of Chu Jiyuan, a miserable person who missed out on a good life, and what does it have to do with her mother?

Early in the morning, snowflakes started to fall in the sky again. Chu Yuanjin took his daughter to clean the yard together. He smiled as his daughter carefully gathered the snow that fell on the bamboo leaves in the palm of her hand.

"Mom, there are guests outside, what a beautiful brother!"

Chu Yuanjin looked over and saw a man wearing a green robe standing in front of the open door.

But she didn't come in. She just placed a long box at the door of her house and bowed three times to the memorial tablet placed in the main hall.

"My lord, please leave your name. My family does not accept sacrifices."

The man didn't seem to hear him, turned around, mounted his horse, and walked away in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yuanjin frowned and opened the long box, only to find a scroll inside.

"Mom, what kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful!"

"It's cuckoo."

After Chu Yuanjin finished speaking, she quickly bit her hand. She didn't cry, but tears still flowed out.

It's a cuckoo.

The snow stopped...
Chapter completed!