The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Chapter 676 Queen Mu Simin Dies

Ji Chenyu naturally agreed to his wife's simple request. He held Queen Mu Simin's hand and spoke gently.

"Simin."

Queen Musmin was very satisfied to hear the long-awaited name from her husband's mouth.

"I thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing her smile, Ji Chenyu also smiled.

"Don't think too much. Take good care of yourself. I'm still waiting for you to make lotus seed soup for me in the summer."

Queen Mu Simin cried silently, and Ji Chenyu reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Why are you crying? If Simin doesn't want to do it, I won't eat it."

Hearing her husband's maiden name again, Queen Mu Simin smiled again.

"I heard the Emperor calling me by my maiden name again."

"If Simin likes it, I will call you this from now on."

Queen Mu Simin smiled gently and pursed her lips: "Your Majesty, it sounds nice to call you, but I can't wait any longer. Nanqi and I grew up together and are as close as sisters. Unfortunately, she followed me into the palace and missed her life. I told the Fourth Imperial Sister that if I leave, I want her to follow her so that she can experience the warmth and coldness of the world and not waste her years in the palace."

Ji Chenyu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Simin."

Nan Qi was crying uncontrollably outside the bedroom. Her master was still thinking about her.

The queen passed away in the early morning of the next day, but fortunately, she left in the arms of her husband, which could be considered God's compensation to her.

Fengyi Palace fell into sorrow with the departure of Queen Mu Simin.

Nan Qi knelt on the ground, her tearful eyes blurring her vision. She knew that she no longer had a master.

"Miss."

The ministers who were attending the court were waiting outside the Golden Palace. When they heard the news from the palace, they were stunned. Some of them guessed who was murdered.

Ji Chenyu came to the Golden Palace with sorrow due to the death of his first wife.

"I see you, Your Majesty, long live my Emperor!"

Ji Chenyu raised his hand and said, "My dear ministers, please stand up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Queen Mu passed away this morning."

Mrs. Mu, the Minister of Revenue, was shocked: The queen of their Mu family is gone?

Upon hearing this, the ministers hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences!"

Having just experienced the pain of losing his son and then the death of his first wife, Ji Chenyu was hit hard.

Upon hearing that Queen Mu Simin had passed away, Shen Jiarou looked up in disbelief, then lowered her head in relief. She had guessed that this would be the result.

As Queen Musimin had passed away, Ji Chenyu issued a new decree, declaring a national mourning and reducing taxes for one year.

However, this policy can be regarded as a grace from the emperor and the court, and it is a blessing for the people.

The departure of Queen Musimin was a pleasant surprise for the noble concubine.

On the coffee table, the noble concubine looked at the only peony that bloomed early and couldn't help laughing.

"It was effortless to get it. God is helping me." It's a pity that Jiang Ziwen was lucky enough to survive, otherwise the Regent Princess would have resentment towards the Emperor. After all, it was because of his son that the Emperor became like this. What a pity.

Queen Musimin was in mourning for the country, and the court held a three-day kneeling ceremony. Some old ministers and elderly ladies could not bear it and fainted.

In the past few days, Shen Jiarou, as the regent princess and the queen's sister-in-law, has been busy running around. She feels dry mouth and backache at the end of the day.

Shen Jiarou lamented that she had been practicing martial arts for many years to keep fit and was able to hold on. She felt a little sympathy for those elderly ministers and ladies.

Thinking of this, she was glad that her teacher had resigned, but it was a pity that her teacher's wife and mother were still ladies of noble title, and were also on the list of people to kneel down.

Seeing her worried, Zhang Zirou sighed.

"Princess, how about we have someone send some cushions to the two ladies?"

Shen Jiarou thought for a moment and said, "How about this? Let all the old officials and ladies over the age of sixty kneel on the cushions."

Her move deeply moved many old ministers and ladies, including the Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, and his wife, who were also very old.

Shen Jiarou came to the mourning hall and watched Ji Chenyu, the emperor, personally burning paper for the emperor's sister-in-law. She sighed slightly and walked forward.

"Brother Emperor, let me come here. Please go and have a rest." After saying that, she looked at Luo Cheng and ordered, "Help the Emperor go back and have a rest."

Luo Cheng bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Regent Princess. Your Majesty, I will help you to rest."

Ji Chenyu, who was helped up by him, looked up at Shen Jiarou.

"Thank you, Fourth Imperial Sister."

Shen Jiarou bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, you are too polite. I will do my best for you, your Majesty."

Ji Chenyu nodded silently, turned around and left with the support of Luo Cheng.

Nan Qi looked at his back and felt relieved for her master. At least the emperor was still sad when her master left. Not only that, he, the emperor, personally burned paper for him, which was rare from ancient times to the present.

Shen Jiarou bent over and knelt on the cushion. She took the paper money and burned it bit by bit. She didn't know how long it had been. When she stood up, her legs were so numb that she almost couldn't stand. It was Nan Qi who pulled her in time.

"Princess Regent, be careful."

Shen Jiarou looked up at her and said, "Thank you."

"Princess Regent, you are being polite. This is what I, your servant, should do."

Fortunately, over the years, with the company and care of the Regent Princess from time to time, her master was able to secure the position of Crown Princess and Queen. It was a pity that her master had a short life and passed away first.

After the Queen's funeral, Shen Jiarou felt like she was completely exhausted. The last time she felt so tired was when the Crown Prince died.

Jiang Ruofan saw how exhausted his wife was, and his eyes were filled with pity.

"Madam, how about I massage you to relieve the pain?"

Shen Jiarou nodded silently, and Jiang Ruofan began to massage her shoulders, back, waist, and even her neck and arms.

Nan Qi came in with Tremella soup and saw Jiang Ruofan massaging Shen Jiarou personally. She was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

"Princess, I am sorry for my impoliteness."

Shen Jiarou, who had her eyes closed, opened them when she heard what was said. She saw Jiang Ruofan holding something, raised her head and glanced at him, signaling him not to press it.

"No problem, what are you carrying?"

"I brought you the red dates, wolfberries and white fungus soup. I thought you were too tired and haggard recently, so I wanted to nourish you and beautify your face."

Shen Jiarou smiled softly: "Thank you, Nanqi, please bring it to me."

"Yes, eldest princess."

Just as Shen Jiarou was about to bring it over, Nan Qi suddenly spoke.

"Why don't you let the consort feed the princess?" Jiang Ruofan stretched out his hand and paused in the air.

"That's what I thought too."

Jiang Ruofan picked up the Tremella soup, blew it gently and placed it near Shen Jiarou's mouth.

"lady."

Shen Jiarou opened her mouth slightly and ate it. She chewed it gently for a few times and felt that it tasted good. She looked at Nan Qi with satisfaction.

"It's delicious. Thank you for your hard work, Nanqi."

Nan Qi smiled gently: "As long as the princess likes it, it's good. This is what Sister-in-law Qin taught me."