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Chapter 436 The Queen's Wish

When it was mentioned today, how could Zhou Chang not feel ashamed? However, he could only save face by saying, "You know what I want. I was going to make this arrangement originally. Thanks to you, it's really good..."

"No, no..." Aunt Jing was so excited that she didn't know where she was moved, but she still held her neck to object, "No, the queen won't like it there."

"Ah?" Zhou Chang didn't expect Aunt Jing to object, so he quickly calmed her down, "It's not good, Aunt Jing, don't get excited, lie down quickly, be careful not to touch the wound."

It’s not that she doesn’t care, she simply doesn’t understand.

However, if we talk about who knows Concubine Lan best, it has to be Aunt Jing.

Prince Yi's consciousness followed up with the next sentence: "Aunt Jing said that we will place mother wherever she likes later."

Aunt Jing took a deep breath, as if the pain in her body had subsided a lot, and then she managed to speak again: "I heard that the prince is not planning to renovate the main courtyard?"

"Uh..." Zhou Chang had not planned to renovate the main courtyard before, but he did not expect that the news would reach Aunt Jing's ears so soon. He was even more confused about Aunt Jing's attitude, so he could only coax her, "If Aunt Jing says to renovate it, I will immediately send someone to do it."

"Why doesn't the prince repair it?" Aunt Jing spoke with difficulty, but still insisted on asking.

"This..." Zhou Chang was too embarrassed to speak and avoided looking.

Aunt Jing did not force it. She seemed to have guessed something and sighed, "Alas, Prince, now that you have grown up and started a family, it is time to build a small ancestral hall in the mansion and enshrine the tablet of the queen in the ancestral hall."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to Aunt Jing." Zhou Chang agreed to whatever Aunt Jing said now, "Don't worry, Aunt Jing, I'll find someone to build the ancestral hall later, and it will be built in the main courtyard."

Aunt Jing shook her head on the pillow and was about to say something, but then she remembered the bag and reached out to grab it again.

Zhou Chang also remembered and quickly opened the bundle: "What is this...?"

I thought there would be important things used by Concubine Lan during her lifetime, but there were only a pile of embroidery and small-sized clothes and shoes.

"Whether to build the ancestral hall or not, I'm afraid the Empress in heaven may not care much, but..." Aunt Jing said as she struggled to get up and wanted to take a look.

Yuan Qi had no choice but to put a pillow under her neck so that Aunt Jing could see it.

Zhou Chang also held the bag and came close to Aunt Jing.

Aunt Jing took a deep breath and looked at the finely embroidered small clothes and shoes: "These were all embroidered by the queen herself when she was alive. At that time, the queen was seriously ill and was afraid that she would not be able to live to see the birth of the prince's child. Therefore, whenever she had some free time and energy, she would make these small clothes and shoes, hoping that one day the prince's child would be able to wear them."

"Aunt Jing... is it just for these?" Although Zhou Chang understood what kind of sentiment this represented, he really couldn't agree with it.

People who don't want to get married in either lifetime really don't care about these things.

It's not worth rushing into the fire for these things.

Aunt Jing stretched out her left hand and picked up a small bellyband embroidered with crabapple flowers. She held it in front of her eyes and turned it over and over again. "Your Highness, look at this bellyband. It is a piece of Shu brocade that the Queen saved specially back then. The crabapple flower in the middle took the Queen a whole month to embroider. The Queen said that the crabapple flower symbolizes good luck and good fortune, and it will be suitable for both boys and girls in the future."

Zhou Chang couldn't help but think of the two half-burned begonias in the main courtyard of the back hall.

Prince Yi had no memory of Concubine Lan making clothes, so she could only vaguely say, "Really? They are all very beautiful, but I don't remember my mother ever making these."

"Alas, how could Your Highness know?" Beads of sweat oozed from Aunt Jing's forehead, and it was obvious that she was trying hard to endure the pain.

"If Aunt Jing is not feeling well, you should rest first. It won't be too late to talk about anything later..." Zhou Chang used the ice-wrapped handkerchief to wipe Aunt Jing's forehead.

"No..." Aunt Jing shook her head with difficulty and choked up again, "Why did the queen want His Highness to know at that time? You were so young, and should have been at an age without worries..., the queen..."

"Let's talk about it later." Zhou Chang couldn't bear to see Aunt Jing suffer so much. "There's a long way to go. You should rest first. We can talk about everything after your injury heals."

When I thought about how Aunt Jing used to be the most nagging person, with endless things to say once she opened her mouth, and how it was so painful and difficult for her to only say a few words now, I felt even sadder.

Aunt Jing shook her head desperately on the pillow and grabbed Zhou Chang's arm. The more she was told not to speak, the more she wanted to continue: "Your Highness, I wanted to give these to you after you have a child, but unfortunately..., ahem..., it's not too late to give them to you now..."

"What does this mean?" Zhou Chang heard something wrong.

Yuan Qi helped Aunt Jing up and helped her calm down.

"Cough, cough..." Aunt Jing coughed a few times and then she ran out of strength. Her originally dignified and fair face was distorted in pain, and showed an abnormal blush due to the violent coughing just now.

Zhou Chang reached out and touched her forehead: "Aunt Jing, do you have a fever?"

"Your Highness, you must keep these well and make sure your children wear them in the future." Aunt Jing ignored her and used her strength to speak. She seemed worried and turned to look at Yuan Qi, "Princess, you heard it too. These are the Queen's last wishes before she died. You must..."

"No, I didn't hear anything and I don't want to remember anything..." Before Yuan Qi could agree, Zhou Chang interrupted him.

Aunt Jing was so disappointed that she hit Zhou Chang's hand, weakly and feebly, as if caressing him: "Your Majesty, do you want this old slave to die with regret?"

"I..." Zhou Chang was speechless. He grabbed Aunt Jing's hand and tears fell from his eyes.

Yuan Qi smiled and picked up a small pink top from the bag. He coaxed Aunt Jing softly, "Aunt Jing, this little dress is so exquisitely made. I'm afraid few people can match the embroidery skills of the queen back then, right?"

After hearing this, Aunt Jing’s anger turned into joy and she smiled with relief.

Unfortunately, this smile affected her burned right face. She endured the pain and said, "Your Majesty's embroidery skills are impeccable. At that time, Your Majesty wanted to make a set of clothes for all four seasons, as well as hats, socks... If the child grows up a little, he will also need gloves and shoes..."

"Aunt Jing, I've accepted the things. Don't think too much. The most urgent thing is to heal your injuries first." Zhou Chang was still feeling sad, and Prince Yi couldn't help but put away the small clothes and bellyband, he couldn't bear to look at it at all.

Aunt Jing was also excited. Her entire right arm was burned, with only four fingers exposed. They were also soft and weak, but she still held the bundle with both hands.

Zhou Chang didn't dare to grab it forcefully, so he could only hold it gently: "Aunt Jing, wait until you are better, and then take a closer look at it one by one to see if there is anything missing. I hope you can make it more beautiful in the future."