"I have been the general's wife and the most distinguished woman in my entire life. I am content, I know— content." Queen Mother Du did not look at the Zhao siblings' gazes towards the distance on the rooftop. The sound became smaller and smaller. In the end, Zhao Jiayin's hand that had been held by her was suddenly released and placed on the edge of the bed, Zhao Jiayin cried out. Tears streamed down her face. At the door, a song that had rushed over in a hurry stood rooted to the spot. Queen Mother Du, the good wife and mother recorded in history, had just closed her eyes. Had she even met her for the last time?
"Mother!" Zhao Guangyi cried out loud. Princess Yong Qing cried hysterically. Eventually, due to the excessive sadness, she fainted. "Yong Qing, Yong Qing!" Zhao Guangyi hugged
