Every day, she had to wash and cook by herself. She even had to make her own clothes. As the weather became colder and colder, the Empress's huge Palace of Peace and Tranquility did not have a burner.
Every night, the Empress would wrap all her clothes on the bed and then curl up into a ball, shivering.
At this moment, the Empress began to realize that her previous life was so happy.
The Empress shed tears of regret in the midst of hunger and cold.
However, no matter what the weather was like the next day, the Empress had to get up on time. Then she would boil water for herself, prepare food for herself, make clothes for herself, and sew quilts for herself.
Just like this, year after year, the Empress could barely maintain her life in the beginning, but as time passed, as the Empress grew older, the Empress began to have a lack of physical strength.
The Empress wanted to beg Jiujiu for mercy, but she was trapped in the Palace of Peace and Tranquility. She could not get out, so she could not see Jiujiu at all. After a few days of torment, the Empress accepted her fate again.
On a cold winter day, the Empress fell down and never woke up again.
The Empress Dowager passed away and the whole country mourned.
However, there were only a few pieces of clothes in the coffin. The Empress Dowager's body had been thrown into a mass grave by Jiujiu on the day of her death.
Jiujiu did not want to cut the Empress Dowager into pieces according to Li Wan's order, because it would inevitably leave a bad mark in the history books. So, Jiujiu just had the Empress's body thrown away.
Although Jiujiu was a woman, because of Mo Ling's support and her own strong means, the ministers were very loyal to Jiujiu.
The ministers were very assured no matter what Jiujiu did. The only worry was that their Empress and the State Preceptor had been together for three years. Why hadn't they gotten married yet?
Just when the ministers were very anxious, they suddenly found that their Empress began to gain weight.
The first part was her face, and then her belly. When they found out that the Empress was pregnant, Jiujiu was almost six months pregnant.
The ministers were confused about their Empress's pregnancy at first, but then they were happy.
If the emperor was pregnant, wouldn't that mean that they would soon have a little prince or princess?
Thinking that there would be a little princess like Jiujiu or a little prince like Mo Ling, the ministers were so excited that they felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
However, at the same time, he began to worry.
If the Emperor was pregnant, who would take care of the court?
Just as the ministers were considering whether or not they should help the Emperor share the burden of the court, their Emperor was lying comfortably on Mo Ling's lap. While eating the snacks made from lotus leaves, he looked at Mo Ling who was reading the memorials and acted coquettishly: "Husband, I'm not feeling well?"
Mo Ling, who had heard about Jiujiu's discomfort dozens of times in one day, twitched her eyes. However, she still lowered her head and looked at Jiujiu, asking softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiujiu pouted her pink lips and pointed at the memorials that Mo Ling was reading. She said unhappily: "I'm not feeling well. You are reading the memorials longer than you are looking at me. Do you not love me anymore?"
"Pfft …" Xiao Mozi, who was peeling melon seeds for Jiujiu, could not help but laugh out loud.
It was not because he was easily amused, but because their Empress had said this more than ten times today.
Seeing that the Grand Tutor's cold face revealed a helpless expression again, Xiao Mozi looked at Mo Ling sympathetically and then lowered his head to continue peeling melon seeds.
Ever since Jiujiu became pregnant, her tastes changed every day. A few days ago, she liked peanuts, but today, she only wanted to eat melon seeds.
Moreover, when he thought of how Jiujiu insisted on eating walnuts a few days ago, Xiao Mozi felt particularly melancholy. He inexplicably felt sorry for the dozens of little palace maids whose hands were dyed black because of peeling walnuts. He wondered if the color on their hands had faded.
Being mocked by Xiao Mozi, Jiujiu threw a glare at him. Xiao Mozi immediately picked up the plate of melon seeds and ran away quickly.
Seeing that Jiujiu vented her anger on the innocent Xiao Mozi, Mo Ling helplessly put down the pen in his hand. He bent down and held Jiujiu, who was lying on his lap, into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed Jiujiu's lips. Although his voice was still cold, his tone was particularly warm, "I love you."
When Jiujiu heard Mo Ling say that he loved her, her uncomfortable mood eased a little. However, when she thought about how Mo Ling had been paying attention to her stomach ever since she got pregnant, she pouted unhappily again. "Then, do you love me more or do you love the child in my stomach more?"
Mo Ling looked at Jiujiu, whose eyebrows were knitted together because of this question. He smiled and lowered his head to kiss Jiujiu's lips. He said with a smile, "I love you, so I also love our child. Good girl, I will accompany you after I deal with these memorials, okay?"
Mo Ling's words were obviously coaxing a child, but it made Jiujiu happy instantly.
Jiujiu let go of Mo Ling's arms and said softly, "Okay, but I want to eat sweet and sour fish today. You make it for me."
"Okay." Mo Ling raised his hand to touch Jiujiu's little head and lowered his head to continue reading the memorials.
Looking at Mo Ling's picturesque side profile, Jiujiu smiled again and leaned her little head gently on Mo Ling's shoulder.
Feeling the sudden weight on her shoulders, Mo Ling's lips curled up, and her hands moved faster.
After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth in one morning.
Just as everyone was guessing whether Jiujiu would give birth to a little princess or a little prince, Jiujiu gave birth to a pair of twins in one go. The ministers congratulated her one after another. Even the retired emperor, Emperor Wu of Han, who had been traveling outside for many years, came back to preside over the children's one-month celebration.
The ministers admired Jiujiu to the extreme for giving birth to a pair of twins in one go. Jiujiu's actions were amazing.
Their emperor was amazing. Not only was he tough, but he was also good at finding men. Now, he was even so good at giving birth to children. They really didn't know what in the world could be difficult for their emperor.
At this moment, Jiujiu's heart was filled with her two little babies.
Although Jiujiu was a little unhappy that Mo Ling paid too much attention to the children in her stomach when she was pregnant, when the children were really born, she cared more about them than Mo Ling.
Inheriting Jiujiu and Mo Ling's excellent genes, the two children were very likable no matter who they looked like. Not to mention, the two children were very smart.
They could read poetry at the age of two, write at the age of three, and listen to politics under Jiujiu's leadership at the age of five.
Originally, it was a rather ridiculous thing to bring a five-year-old child to listen to politics. However, because the child was Mo Ling's, none of the ministers objected.
Because he started listening to politics under Jiujiu's leadership at the age of five, by the time he was 12, Jiujiu had already let go of his son to handle politics.
When his son was 15, Jiujiu directly followed Emperor Wu of Han's example and abdicated. Then, she brought Mo Ling to travel and play.
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