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The blow of losing her child and the weakness of her body plunged Chen Feng'er into deep sorrow.
Her days became gloomy, and she was unwilling to see anyone. Her health deteriorated day by day, and she couldn't even get out of bed.
In the quiet palace chamber, Chen Feng'er lay alone on the bed, the wind outside blowing the curtains and bringing in a cool breeze. Her eyes were empty, as if she had lost all interest in life.
Maid Xiao Yan stood by the bed, her eyes filled with concern and reluctance. She softly said, "Your Highness, please try to eat something. If you continue like this, your body will become even weaker."
Chen Feng'er shook her head gently and said weakly, "Xiao Yan, I have no appetite. Let me be alone for a while."
A glint of tears flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes as she looked at Chen Feng'er in pain, feeling helpless. She silently stepped out, leaving Chen Feng'er alone to immerse herself in her own world.
Chen Feng'er's heart is filled with memories of the past. She recalls her former glory, when she was an unmatched presence in the harem, with the Emperor's favor and the respect of all. But now, it's all become fleeting.
She closes her eyes, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. Besides sadness, her heart is filled with endless emptiness and confusion.
Chen Feng'er's physical condition is deteriorating day by day, to the point where even getting out of bed has become a luxury. Every night, when it's quiet, she tosses and turns on her sickbed, unable to sleep. Her life is like stagnant water, with no ripples.
Upon learning of Chen Feng'er's condition, Consort Sun personally came to visit. Seeing Chen Feng'er in such a weak state, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
She sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "Empress, you must stay strong. Many people in the palace are still caring for you. You are not alone in this battle."
Chen Feng'er opened her eyes and looked at the Consort Sun, forcing a slight smile. " Consort Sun, thank you. But my body and soul are both exhausted."
Consort Sun Holding her hand, her eyes were filled with determination: "Your Majesty, please believe that one day, everything will turn for the better. We will all accompany you until that day comes."
But Chen Feng'er only had deep resignation in her eyes: "Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness, but some things are already beyond change."
This kind of life continued for a long time. Chen Feng'er's physical and mental condition were gradually deteriorating. Her life became more and more lonely and desperate.
In this palace, she seemed like a withered flower, quietly waiting for the last moment of her life.
Every other day, in a quiet corner of the palace, beside Chen Feng'er's sickbed, her nine-year-old daughter Chen Xi walked in quietly.
Her eyes were filled with worry and love as she looked at her pale and weak mother, and her young heart felt an unprecedented pain and helplessness.
"Mother, how are you feeling?" Chen Xi's voice was as soft as a mosquito's whisper as she gently held her mother's hand, her eyes shimmering with tears of reluctance.
Chen Feng'er turned her head and saw her daughter's face, with a hint of tenderness and sadness in her eyes. She mustered all her strength to force a faint smile and said, "Xi'er, the queen mother is fine, no need to worry."
Tears fell from Chen Xi's eyes onto her mother's hand as she choked out, "Mother, I pray for you every day, hoping you will get better soon."
Chen Feng'er looked at her daughter with aching heart, knowing how heavy her condition was for the young child. She comforted her softly, "Xi'er, you are the pride of your mother, you must stay strong, no matter what happens in the future."
Chen Xi looked up at her mother with determination in her eyes, "Mother, I will. I will become your strong support."
Looking at her daughter's determined eyes, Chen Feng'er's heart was filled with emotion and love. She knew her time was limited, but seeing her daughter's strength and growth brought her some comfort.
"Xier, no matter what the future holds, you must remember, your mother will always love you," Chen Feng'er's voice trembled slightly as she gently caressed her daughter's face.
Chen Xi buried her head in her mother's arms, tears wetting Chen Feng'er's clothes. In this moment, the mother and daughter's hearts were deeply connected, jointly enduring the endless sadness and hardship of the harem.
As time passed, Chen Feng'er's condition worsened, and she had less and less energy to talk to people, spending most of her time in a coma.
Whenever the morning sunlight shines through the window into the bedroom, Chen Feng'er always lies quietly, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Her thoughts drift back to the past joy and glory, but all of it has become distant memories that are now out of reach.
Every day in the palace, it felt like an endless wait for Chen Feng'er. Her body was so weak that she couldn't even get out of bed. Her life depended entirely on the care of her loyal maid, Xiao Yan, and her daughter, Chen Xi.
Xiao Yan was busy every day preparing food and medicine for Chen Feng'er, and taking meticulous care of her daily life. Despite her efforts to keep the queen in the best possible condition, Chen Feng'er's health continued to deteriorate day by day.
Chen Xi often sits by her mother's bedside, silently accompanying her. Sometimes, she softly reads poetry to her mother, hoping to bring her some comfort.
Chen Feng'er often listens quietly, occasionally showing a faint smile, but most of the time, her eyes are filled with deep pain and helplessness.
In such days, few other concubines in the palace came to visit. They spread various rumors about Chen Feng'er's condition, some even secretly rejoicing in the decline of the queen and beginning to plot their own future.
Chen Feng'er seemed to gradually become numb to it all, as her world was reduced to the four walls of her chamber and the occasional passing cloud outside the window.
One day, Consort Sun came to Chen Feng'er's palace again, with a worried look in her eyes. "Your Majesty, are you really okay? Do you need to invite the imperial physician to take a look again?"
Chen Feng'er shook her head weakly. " Consort Sun, it's not necessary. My illness, I'm afraid, is not something the imperial physician can cure. I just hope to peacefully spend the rest of my life."
Consort Sun remained silent, looking at Chen Feng'er with endless pity and respect in her heart. She knew that this once glorious empress could now only quietly await the end of her life in sadness and loneliness.
As night fell, silence enveloped the entire palace. Chen Feng'er lay alone in bed, gazing into the deep darkness.
Her heart has long been free of turmoil, leaving only silent reflection on the departed life and a faint longing for the future.
Beyond these palace walls, the world continues its hustle and bustle, but for Chen Feng'er, it is all irrelevant. Her spirit has already distanced itself from the distractions of this world, seeking the last bit of tranquility and peace in this quiet night.
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