"Royal Grandma, your grandson knows that you are wrong. You believe your grandson. Your grandson is reflecting at home day and night. He knows that his behavior was too perverse in the past and he will not dare to do this again in the future. You give your grandson a chance!" Yu Wenjun was really serious this time.
Panicked, he thought the Queen Mother could still intercede for him. After all, the Queen Mother was seriously ill and his father was a filial son. As long as the Queen Mother spoke, his father would have no reason to disagree.
Unexpectedly, he was about to be chased away without even saying a few words. How could he not panic?
The people in the palace had already gone out to invite the imperial guards and forcibly dragged Yu Wenjun away.
Yu Wenjun shouted all the way, furious.
After leaving Ronghe Hall, they saw Concubine Qin waiting outside.
When Yu Wenjun saw the savior, he opened his hands and shouted loudly: "Mother, concubine, take your son to see the father quickly. The son has something to say to the father."
Concubine Qin had tears in her eyes. She had asked him to come here, but she could only see him from a distance and not get close.
She had also hoped that she might be able to take advantage of the Queen Mother's serious illness to calm the emperor's anger.
Little did they know, it was like this.
Concubine Qin was sad and angry. She pointed at him and cried and asked: "When will you make progress?"
Yu Wenjun shouted while struggling, "My son really knows that he was wrong. Please go and ask your father to come. My son wants to see his father. He must admit his mistake to his father in person."
Gu Si watched from outside and made a gesture, asking the imperial guards to drag Yu Wenjun away and not allow him to make any noise in the palace.
As a result, Yu Wenjun's clamor resounded all the way, and naturally someone went to report it to Emperor Ming Yuan.
Emperor Ming Yuan was reading the book in the royal study. After hearing the report, he said calmly: "If the decree continues, no one will be allowed to plead for him in the future. Anyone who pleads for mercy will be punished with the same crime!"
After the Queen Mother met Yu Wenjun, her condition became more and more dangerous. There were heavy rains in June and July, and there were thunder and lightning on three or four days out of ten. The Queen Mother had been trapped in the palace and could not go out. By the tenth day of August, she almost died.
Unable to eat.
There are still five days to go before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Emperor Ming Yuan asked Yuan Qingling to help the Queen Mother spend this Mid-Autumn Festival reunion day no matter what.
In addition to taking medicine, Yuan Qingling also brought snacks into the palace. When the Queen Mother saw the snacks, she would feel much better and naturally be able to survive for a while.
The children were childish and didn't know the difference between life and death in the world, and they always shouted for their great-grandmother to get up and play with them.
Baozi learned to read, took the copybook and read his nickname to the Queen Mother, "This is the character for Bao, this is the character for Zi, Baozi is me, I am Baozi, my great-grandmother can eat Baozi, and Baozi can also eat Baozi. You
Do you want to eat now?"
The voice was crisp and sweet, blowing into the Queen Mother's ears like a spring breeze. The Queen Mother looked at his dark eyes and plump little face, and she was so cute.
The Queen Mother smiled and stretched out her hand, but did not touch the bun. She disliked that she was too sick to pollute the child.
"Okay, I'll eat steamed buns when my great-grandmother gets better."
Baozi rolled up his sleeves, revealing his chubby wrists, like a piece of fat white lotus root, and stuffed it into the Queen Mother's mouth, giggling, "Eat, eat now, I am Baozi, Baozi is me, give it to the Queen Mother
Grandma takes a bite.”
The Queen Mother also laughed, "I really want to take a bite."
"Bite, I'm treating you!" Baozi leaned his little face forward very generously, his two eyes as dazzling as obsidian.
The Queen Mother's eyes were moist and she murmured: "With you three, my great-grandmother will have no regrets in her life!"