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"So, you're saying my recovery was all because of my son?"
"How did he do that? I was about to commit suicide, how could he be saved? And so many years have passed."
The more Ye Qingmei thought about it, the more puzzled she became.
She desperately wanted to ask Chen Qingfeng the questions that had been bothering her, but alas, only her consciousness remained.
This feeling made Ye Qingmei feel uneasy, and she muttered to herself:
"I wonder when I will be able to fully wake up?"
Just then, Chen Qingfeng continued:
"By the way, I've already cured Dean Chen's crippled legs."
"Whenever he has free time, he takes care of the flowers and plants in the yard."
"Although he didn't say it, I know that you planted those flowers and plants yourself back then."
Hearing Chen Qingfeng's words, Ye Qingmei was even more shocked.
"Dean Chen?"
"Pingping?"
"His legs are healed?"
Ye Qingmei was shocked, her mind racing to recall the words Chen Qingfeng had just said.
"My son possesses such exquisite and unparalleled medical skills?"
"Given Pingping's leg injuries, she should theoretically spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair."
"He actually cured him?"
"My good son, are you really that amazing?"
Ye Qingmei couldn't help but admire him in her heart.
She became increasingly curious about her son and couldn't wait to open her eyes and see him.
Next, Chen Qingfeng spoke with Ye Qingmei for a while, and then asked Sang Wen to take him to the dungeon where the Empress was imprisoned.
Hearing that Chen Qingfeng was leaving, Ye Qingmei felt very reluctant to part with him.
"Don't go, son!"
"Come back and talk to your mother more."
"You...you should have a brother, right? Tell me about him!"
Unfortunately, Chen Qingfeng was completely unaware of Ye Qingmei's thoughts.
Soon, Sang Wen accompanied Chen Qingfeng to the dungeon where the Empress was located.
The once incomparably noble empress now huddled in a corner of the dungeon, wrapped in a faded cotton robe.
The rouge and powder on her face had long since faded, and her sallow skin clung tightly to her cheekbones. A newly added whip mark on her right cheek was festering and oozing pus.
All of their fingernails were forcibly pulled out, and black scabs formed on the fingertips.
“Young master, as you instructed, her legs have already been crippled.”
Sang Wen glanced at the wretched and miserable Empress in the corner, then looked at Chen Qingfeng.
Chen Qingfeng nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to the Empress's ankles, where it was clear that the tendons in both of her feet had been severed.
At this moment, the Empress vaguely regained consciousness.
Upon seeing Chen Qingfeng and Sang Wen, fear immediately filled his eyes.
The body, which was already curled up, shrank even more.
She paused for a moment, then said in a trembling voice:
"Chen... Chen Qingfeng!"
"If you have the guts... then... then kill me!"
The torment of these days brought the Queen to the brink of collapse.
Chen Qingfeng smiled coldly and said:
"Queen!"
“I told you before, I won’t rush to kill you.”
"You've even seen my mother, how can I let you die so easily?"
Upon hearing what Chen Qingfeng said, the Empress's pupils dilated violently; she simply couldn't believe that Ye Qingmei could really have come back to life.
"You...you're lying to me!"
"They just want to imprison me here and make me wish I were dead."
The empress said tremblingly, and in her eyes, Chen Qingfeng at this moment was like a devil.
Chen Qingfeng remained calm and smiled lightly, saying:
Whether I'm lying or not, you'll find out in time.
After saying this, Chen Qingfeng ignored the Empress and directly pulled Sang Wen away from the dungeon.
Before long, the two arrived at Sang Wen's boudoir.
"Young Master, did everything go smoothly yesterday's wedding (893)? (9644)"
Inside the room, Sang Wen lowered his head and asked a question.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingfeng smiled mischievously and teased:
"Miss Sangwen, do you want to know if your wedding night went smoothly?"
"what?"
Sang Wen gasped in surprise, somewhat flustered, her pretty face instantly flushing red.
"Young master, you...you're teasing me again."
Chen Qingfeng laughed heartily and immediately put his arm around Sang Wen's soft waist.
"Would you like to experience what it's like to be on your wedding night?"
Chen Qingfeng leaned close to Sang Wen's ear and said this.
Upon hearing this, Sang Wen became even more shy, and her earlobes turned red.
Then, Chen Qingfeng carried Sang Wen directly to the bed.
After the bed curtains fell, two figures intertwined wildly in the spring breeze.
(bfae)……
Xingqing Palace.
In the imperial study room.
Emperor Qing had returned from the Taiping Villa and was currently reviewing memorials.
"His Majesty."
"The Empress Dowager has arrived!"
At this moment, Hong Sixiang stepped forward and reported.
"Hmm 85? 2104" 278
Emperor Qing was slightly surprised and quickly stood up.
Soon, the Empress Dowager entered, supported by two maids.
"Mother, why are you here?"
"If there's anything you need, just have someone give you instructions."
"If you wish to see your son, your son may go to Hanguang Palace to pay his respects."
Emperor Qing stepped forward and, supported by two maids, took the Empress Dowager from her.
The Empress Dowager did not speak hastily. After dismissing her attendants, she said with a look of fear and unease:
"Yun Qian!"
"She has come back."
The Empress Dowager appeared very nervous when she said this.
Emperor Qing frowned, not quite understanding what the Empress Dowager meant.
Seeing this, the Empress Dowager swallowed and continued:
"I dreamt of Ye Qingmei last night."
"When I woke up, I saw a white silk ribbon on the bedside table."
"You know, back then the Empress Dowager once gave her a white silk ribbon, hoping she would repay the Emperor's favor by dying."
"But strangely enough, the white silk ribbon appeared on my pillow the next day without any explanation."
"Now, that white silk ribbon has been brought out again!"
After hearing what the Empress Dowager said, Emperor Qing's face turned ashen.
He's been having nightmares lately, and more than once.
Just last night at Taiping Villa, I dreamt that Ye Qingmei came back to life.
Who would have thought that such a strange thing would happen to the Empress Dowager as well.
After a moment's thought, Emperor Qing came to his senses and asked with a serious expression:
"Mother, where did you put that white silk ribbon?"
The Empress Dowager did not hide anything and told Emperor Qing about the secret compartment.
"Only I know about that hidden compartment."
"I really can't understand how the white silk that was inside could have been taken out."