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"Have you met everyone you miss?"

Hearing the Queen Mother's inquiry, Jang Geum deeply bowed his head. "Yes, thank you for your river-like grace, the little ones have seen it."

The Queen Mother nodded contentedly. "Then you will stay in the palace to take care of me, and also be responsible for educating the female doctors in the inner hospital!"

"Your Majesty's favor will be engraved in my heart forever, but please take back your will to let me stay in the palace."

After Chang Jin said this, the atmosphere in the hall was heavy, but the queen mother said as if nothing happened: "What's wrong? Are you worried that I will give the previous order again?"

"No. It's because I met many patients outside the palace. Although my strength is meager, I really hope to do my best to help the common people."

The Empress Dowager put her eyes on Jang Jin, looked at him for a long time, and then said, "I understand what you mean, but I really don't want to. If you insist on doing this, I have no choice but to do as you want."

"Thank you, ma'am, for your kindness."

"However──" the Queen Mother called Jang Geum who was about to kowtow to thank him. "When I need you, you are always here."

Jang Geum looked up, if after so many years she couldn't understand the meaning in her eyes, it would be as straightforward as others said.The Empress Dowager has given the utmost tolerance, Jang Geum made a deep promise: "If the empress feels unwell, the little one will definitely return to the palace again."

Silently bearing the complaints from the uncle and aunt about leaving home just after returning home, Jang Geum packed his few bags and embarked on the journey with a smile on his face.

The last thing before leaving Hanyang, Jang Geum made a detour to a certain private school.

Hearty laughter came from the private school, and Min Zhenghao was vaguely seen holding a poem scroll, teaching a group of children to read and write.After returning to the palace, Jang Geum knew that the courtiers in the palace had gone through a lot of blood changes, and Min Zhenghao was also dismissed from office for neglecting his duties, and now he is teaching in a private school.

Jang Jin felt endless gratitude and guilt in his heart, and in the end it all turned into a silent and far-reaching bow.

Many times, life is silent.

Jang Geum has experienced many journeys in his life. When he trekked thousands of miles to Jeju Island, or went around to see a doctor in the process of practicing medicine, he traveled almost half of North Korea.

Stepping on the road that has been spent half her life under her feet, at this moment, a deep tremor erupted from the soles of her feet. Thinking of the poems she had read before, "Books from outside the mountains are broken, after winter and spring again", she was also a little afraid of seeing people up.

In her youth, she had thought that her destiny was the court.This place allowed her to cook whatever food she wanted, and to perform medical skills; but it also caused her to lose her mother, Han Shanggong, and even almost lost her life.The palace is this kind of place, it seems that it can have everything, but it will take away the most important thing in the heart; it seems that it can do whatever it wants, but it can also be left in ruins; sad.

Now that she has walked out of the palace, she is not a floating duckweed. "This place is my hometown", she already has a longing destination in her heart, and she wants to see that person, so that the heart that has been hanging for half a lifetime can let go without hesitation.

Anseong, but in the suburbs of Gyeonggi-do, it took her all her life to find it.

According to the path described by Xun, Jang Geum saw the houses located on the hillside full of infinite flowers. After stepping on the infinite flowers that were broken down and blooming again, Jang Geum touched the door with his finger and took out the With a light turn of the key, the heart wall that separates everything collapses...

Walking through the courtyard back in time, the scenes of the past are like spring rain.Her ruthlessness and Jinying's indifference at the moment of leaving the palace, the pair of eyes in the cell that never shed tears in front of her, the soft and vague whispers of pain in the gazebo, the last parting eyes when they were dispatched to Jeju Island... Everything stood still before they first met in the palace. The two little girls who had never had any grievances almost held hands that could never be separated again.

Jang Geum stood in front of the study and pushed open the last door──

Rows of bookshelves separate years and months, and a desk on the west side is quietly embedded in the corner of the wall. The sunlight filters through the gaps in the window sills, and the piles of papers on the table are bright yellow and bright.The person she missed was bathed in sunlight, as if a clearer alum was placed in the bottom of extremely still water, with a peaceful expression that she had never seen before.The man slowly turned the pages of the book, occasionally smiling.

When he closed the book and was about to get up, his eyes met the person outside the door—he knocked down the paperweight and hurried away.

"Don't go!" Jang Jin shouted eagerly.

"If I can't find you in this life, I will continue to find you in the next life; if I can't find you in the next life, then I will find you in the next life; if I still can't find you in the next life, then I will keep looking for you and find the mountain. Xiaoqiu, the sea has become a salt field, I will keep looking until you appear in front of me."

Jang Geum stared at the figure that had always been elusive in front of her eyes all her life, and took a step forward──

The wind slipped through the door, wrinkling the sky like white snow.Pieces of paper were scratched to cover the field of vision, but Jang Geum stretched out his hand to hold the words written on it.

"Kimei, do you know that the Mujiu flowers are blooming. The Mukai that bloomed in summer and the white snow in mid-winter are now in one place, but it doesn't feel cold at all."

She can wait for the wind to stop and the snow to stop, and Ren Zhijian will judge each of these thoughts one by one, as long as she turns around.

As the dust settles, Jang Geum is waiting for an answer.