Parents are busy farming

Thinking of this, Zhang Gaoyi said, "Tomorrow you must go and persuade the emperor to be less anxious."

When Ye Zifen heard this, a complex emotion surged in her heart.

Whenever she thought of the emperor's face, which was once full of majesty and kindness, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart, as if something was tugging at her heart.

But she also had to admit that what Zhang Gaoyi said did make sense. After all, things in the court were complicated and one could not just act tough.

So, she bit her lip lightly, and finally nodded helplessly.

Then he said aggrievedly: "I feel that the current situation is much more tiring than when I led the caravan before. I was looking forward to visiting my grandmother at the Hong family tomorrow, but now it seems that I am afraid that I will be delayed again. Alas..."

Zhang Gaoyi said slowly: "Now in the capital, only the Hong family and Chuanshan are left in the capital. Tomorrow evening, if you come back from the palace, we will go to the Hong family to have a meal and have a good reunion."

Ye Zifen nodded gently, with a complicated look in her eyes. She said softly, "When we got married, I married out of the palace. I thought my grandmother would personally send me off, but she didn't do so. Instead, she saw the generous dowry that the Hong family had carefully prepared for me in the general's mansion. Since then, I have been feeling a dull pain in my heart and feel very uncomfortable."

Seeing this, Zhang Gaoyi hurriedly comforted her, "Alas, both Old Master Hong and Old Madam Hong are very open-minded people. They never fuss over trivial matters. They just hope that you can live a happy life."

Ye Zifen sighed slightly, her eyes reddened, and she said, "It is precisely because of this that I feel more and more guilty."

Zhang Gaoyi didn't know how to comfort her for a moment and could only remain silent.

He knew very well that Ye Zifen was sometimes so contradictory. On an intellectual level, she had a clear understanding of many things, but occasionally she was swayed by her emotions.

Seeing her like this, he secretly made up his mind to change the subject and make her feel a little relieved, so he asked, "Did you have a good rest today?"

Ye Zifen nodded again, a faint smile appeared on her face, and said: "Nothing big happened today, I just simply dealt with some matters."

Zhang Gaoyi smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work tonight!"

Ye Zifen understood what he said, but didn't say anything and didn't blush.

The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds onto the streets of the capital. When Ye Zifen got up, Zhang Gaoyi had already gone to court.

After washing and eating, Ye Zifen went to the palace with mixed feelings to pay a visit to the emperor.

She walked hurriedly along the way, thinking about what she would say to the emperor when she met him and how to start the conversation.

However, when she arrived at the gate of the palace, she received extremely disappointing news - the emperor would not see anyone today.

He understood that the emperor might not want to see the princes come to plead for mercy or seek an audience.

She was just treated the same.

Ye Zifen sighed helplessly, turned around and left the palace silently.

Since the emperor refused to see anyone, she could only accept this reality.

After leaving the palace, Ye Zifen did not wait for Zhang Gaoyi to come back, but walked towards the Hong family alone with the carefully prepared gifts.

Along the way, she recalled what happened in the palace just now, and she couldn't help feeling a little emotional. She thought she could see the emperor, but now she can only return empty-handed. She will have to go again in a few days.

Old Madam Hong has been closely following Ye Zifen's every move these days. It's not that she doesn't want to be intimate with Ye Zifen, but at the queen's funeral, the solemn atmosphere made it inconvenient for her to speak.

She quietly watched Ye Zifen busy at the funeral, her heart filled with heartache and admiration.

She knew that Ye Zifen had put a lot of effort into this funeral. Not only did she have to assist the Ministry of Rites in handling various matters, but she also had to face pressure and gossip from all sides.

Of course, Mrs. Hong herself has been very busy these days.

As the highest-ranking person in the Hong family, he knelt in front when attending the funeral and dared not make any mistakes in etiquette.

Although everyone in the palace sympathized with their elderly age, they allowed them to rest every half an hour.

But how can people who live a life of luxury at home endure such suffering?

Fortunately, she pays attention to health preservation on weekdays and always has health pills at home. Every night when she returns home, she and the old man will take one.

It was thanks to this health-preserving pill that she was able to complete more than forty days.

Yesterday, Mrs. Hong finally got a day off. She lay on the comfortable couch, looking a little listless, as if she had lost all her strength at once.

Seeing this, the maid beside her hurried over and gently rubbed her temples, asking with concern: "Madam, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to ask the doctor to come and take a look?"

Madam Hong shook her head, forced a smile, and said, "I'm fine. I'm just too tired these days and need a good rest. What did the doctor say after seeing your first and second wives?"

The maid said, "The doctor said that she was overworked and needed to be well taken care of."

Now her two daughters-in-law are not as good as her, and of course the treatment they receive in the palace cannot be compared with hers.

The old lady sighed and said, "I am old now. I ask them not to come and pay their respects for the next half month."

The maid immediately went to tell the first and second wives.

Mrs. Hong was leaning on the couch. Another maid was massaging her legs with her soft hands while listening to her patiently.

From time to time he would make some witty remarks, which made Mrs. Hong laugh.

Old Madam Hong looked at the maid in front of her, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. She knew that in this family, only these caring people could truly understand her hard work and difficulties.

Suddenly, Madam Hong sighed and said slowly, "Alas! There is indeed one disadvantage of being old, that is, all these things in the palace cannot be missed. Happy events are okay, but the most frightening thing is the death of the Queen Mother or the Empress. Every time I encounter such an event, I have to participate in it and kneel for many days. Even young people can't stand it, let alone us old people? We are not as good as those old ladies in the farmhouse!"

The maid lowered her head slightly, leaned close to Old Madam Hong's ear, and whispered in a gentle but solemn voice to comfort her: "Old Madam, please don't think like that. How can those old ladies in the village be compared with you?"