Three days have passed since Prince Zhi visited the palace. On a sunny afternoon, Imperial Dowager Hui took a nap.
Imperial Dowager Hui's current feeling isn't all that painful.
It's just that she's aged, and her organs aren't doing well, seemingly on the brink of stopping at any moment.
But she herself, apart from feeling weak and having no appetite, actually experiences other sensations faintly.
Lying on the couch, watching the servants leave, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Recently, she has been sleeping a lot.
In her dreams, she began a trance, first returning to the age of twenty.
In that year, she had already served His Majesty for six years in the palace.
In those six years, she had one miscarriage and lost another child.
Nalan at twenty, was already Consort Hui. She had shed the naivety of the past and was a prominent consort of the Emperor.
