But she no longer cared about finding a perfect husband, nor did she need one.
All she needed was power; she needed to suppress her enemies from her past life and avenge her family members who had died tragically in her previous life, as well as herself.
Although it happened in her past life, those were things that she had experienced, so she couldn’t forget them, much less forgive them.
After Miss Wang left, Xu Lingyi only had Chun Hua as her personal maid, and the rest were guards, all of whom were loyal to the Xu family.
Qiu Shi stayed home this time and didn’t come over. She no longer trusted Qiu Shi. Even though Qiu Shi hadn’t betrayed her at this moment, she still didn’t feel at ease using such a person.
During Xu Lingyi’s time at the temple, some more things happened in the capital.
It was said that the Empress Dowager was ill.
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Inside the palace—
“The Empress Dowager has summoned the imperial physician.”
The eunuch cautiously informed the Emperor of this news.
The person on the dragon throne quickly stood up, his expression turning grim.
“What happened?”
The Emperor stood up abruptly, his thick, dark eyebrows revealing a deep, icy gaze that seemed to emanate from a cold pool.
The Emperor was indeed cold-hearted, but that was toward his women; his attitude toward his own mother was completely different.
The Emperor and Empress Dowager had a deep bond. They went through a very difficult time together, supporting each other through many life-and-death situations. It was during that time that the Empress Dowager developed an illness, and her health had been poor ever since.
The Emperor still remembered how, as a child, he lay trembling in his mother’s arms, and how his mother held him, trying her best to comfort him despite her own trembling hands.
At that time, all they wanted was to survive and keep their lives; they never imagined that one day he would become emperor.
The Emperor arrived very quickly.
“Why has the Emperor come?”
The Empress Dowager lay on her sickbed, her voice weak and feeble.
She was truly in poor health, despite the imperial physicians taking care of her day and night.
“You’re busy with official duties, so you don’t need to come over… cough…”
“What did you say, Mother?”
The Emperor strode over.
The Empress Dowager looked at her son as he approached. His eyebrows were sharp, his steps were hurried, and he was wearing a dragon robe with a golden dragon on it that shone brightly. He already had the aura of an emperor in every gesture, dignified and upright.
She recalled his youthful appearance and how, over the years, he had become a competent monarch. The Empress Dowager felt an indescribable sense of relief, but also a deep sense of regret.
Her outstanding son has no children to this day, except for one princess.
“What are those damned slaves in the Imperial Medical Bureau good for! I should chop off their heads.”
As the Emperor approached, he smelled a strong medicinal odor. He helped the Empress Dowager up. In just a few days, she had aged considerably, and her spirits were much weaker than before.
“Heng’er.” The Empress Dowager held the Emperor’s hand.
“You don’t need to be angry with them. I know you are worried about me, but the imperial physicians have always been very dedicated. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the laws of nature, and I am no exception.”
The atmosphere grew even more somber after the Empress Dowager uttered those words.
“Mother, please don’t say such things. I will definitely find an imperial physician to cure your illness and let you live a long and healthy life.”
Even though he always knew that the Empress Dowager would pass away before him, the Emperor still couldn’t accept it.
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