Fu Ronghua raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please stand upright."

"The music begins." The ceremony officer sang and shouted, and the rich and dignified music began.

Fu Ronghua subconsciously tilted his head, but stopped abruptly. Today's music is not as light and gorgeous as she used to be, but has a solemn and low tone.

Fu Chen in his arms neither cried nor fussed. He looked down curiously with his big eyes, and from time to time he would scratch Fu Ronghua's chest, his eyes clear and bright.

The ones kneeling at the front are still the same princes from before. The leading prince has gray hair. Even when he kneels, he is supported by the juniors behind him.

At this time, his wrinkled face showed a sense of vicissitudes of life and relief.

After the ceremony, Fu Ronghua temporarily lived in the Chenji Palace, handling state affairs on behalf of the young master, and time passed by slowly.

The night was low and heavy, and Fu Ronghua was sitting on the couch, his eyes lightly drooped, as if he were closing his eyes.

There was a loud noise in his ears. Fu Ronghua opened his eyes and heard a young and clear voice coming from outside the hall.

"Mother, queen, Chen'er is here to find you." The child's voice was tender and tender, showing a bit of dependence at this time.

Fu Ronghua slowly opened his eyes, "Ruixue."

Ruixue saluted and walked out of the palace door. When she opened the door, she saw Fu Chen walking over with small steps. He had a serious face and a rather serious look. His little hands were behind his back, and he could vaguely see the imperial demeanor.

Just when he saw Fu Ronghua, his eyes dropped like stars and shone brightly, "Mother, I have finished reading the memorial tonight."

Fu Ronghua signaled Zi Tuo to take him to the cave, "Chen'er did a great job." A faint smile appeared on her lips.

At this time, Fu Ronghua's brows and eyes had long lost the original Qing Ran, and his appearance had become a bit more noble and dignified. He had been in a high position for many years, and he had developed a majestic appearance.

Even her gestures showed more authority. Ordinary people would be frightened even if they looked at her. Only the current little emperor Xuan Jinchen dared to relax in front of her.

Even the female officials who followed her, such as Ruixue and Zi Gao, were sometimes afraid.

For example, in the current year of Jin, in July of the third year of Jin, Fu Ronghua invited the current Prime Minister Fu Qingyi and the Regent Ge Jinyu to teach him how to govern the country. They taught him how to govern the country. After three years, Xuan Jinchen already understood a lot.

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Despite his young age, he has already begun to show his skills in the art of emperors. Fu Ronghua even told him the reviewed memorials one by one every night, and then let him watch them by himself.

It has been six years since Xuan Ji left. Everything about him in Fu Ronghua's heart has gradually become weaker and weaker, as if one day, she will finally forget it.

When my thoughts were drifting away, Chen'er's voice came to my ears, "Mother, you are crying."

Fu Ronghua suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the little emperor opposite.

Xuan Jinchen said with confusion, "Why did the Queen Mother shed tears? It's because Chen'er didn't work hard enough."

Fu Ronghua couldn't help but laugh, and there was no wave in his heart. "Maybe the doors and windows were not closed tightly, and the wind and sand blurred my eyes."

Xuan Jinchen nodded, "Queen Mother, Chen'er will leave the palace with Mr. Fu tomorrow. Can Queen Mother come with us?"

Fu Ronghua shook his head slightly, "No."

The sky is high and the water is far away. This palace wall has trapped her and her whole life. It is unclear whether it is a habit or something else. In short, she seems to be gradually integrating into it.

She raised her lips, "Maybe when Chen'er takes charge one day, the mother can leave the palace with peace of mind and do what she wants to do."

Xuan Jinchen raised his head when he heard this, "Do you want to leave, Queen Mother?"

Fu Ronghua stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, as he did when he was a child, "I won't leave, I just want to go out and have a look."

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The main text ends here. There should be one or two extra chapters, not many, mainly trivial matters, things about Sister Xie, things about Xie’s family, and Xuan Ji’s monologue.

And Fu Ronghua’s most wanted thing about leaving the palace will be written down. So thank you for your company. The extra chapters will be released one after another. Thank you for following me for so long. In fact, there is nothing to write in the main text. I always feel that I will stop here.
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