Chapter 371

Zhangsun Wugou lifted her head with effort, her gaze falling on the silent Qin Mu, revealing a smile of relief.

With a son like this, what regrets could there be in death?

"Changle, Xueyan, you go out first. I have something I want to say to Qin Mu alone."

Zhangsun Wugou said softly.

Changle and Li Xueyan nodded, enduring great sorrow, and left the room together with Wu Meiniang and the others.

Inside the vast bedchamber,

only Zhangsun Wugou lying on the sickbed and Qin Mu standing to the side remained.

The surroundings were extremely quiet; not a sound could be heard.

Zhangsun Wugou closed her eyes, greedily enjoying this little bit of time alone with Qin Mu.

What a pity!

Heaven did not grant her more years!

"Mu'er, may I... call you that?"

Zhangsun Wugou's voice suddenly rang out in the quiet bedchamber.

Qin Mu remained silent.

But sometimes,

silence is also a language!

Zhangsun Wugou smiled slightly, understanding, and continued: "Mu'er, I cannot imagine how much suffering you have endured all these years, and I do not know what your true thoughts are.

But what I do know is that you have always been a good child."

"You keep saying that you are at odds with the Great Tang, yet you have never harmed a single citizen of the Great Tang. You fight against heaven, against earth, against the Emperor, and against the noble families, but you have never fought against the common people."

"Perhaps many people will not understand your kindness, nor will they understand your heart that embraces the world. But you have never cared, stubbornly carrying your own path to the end, even if this path makes you bear countless infamy and hatred."

"I want you to know that even if the path you walk is lonely and difficult, I will stand by your side without hesitation. Even if I die, I will support you from the underworld, encourage you, and look forward to you unifying the Nine Provinces and the Four Seas, becoming a true Emperor through the ages."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhangsun Wugou began to cough violently again.

Bright red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

She,

was burning her own life to speak with Qin Mu!

"Hoo—"

Qin Mu, who had been as motionless as a statue, suddenly lifted his head and let out a long sigh.

His heart was aching uncontrollably.

Regardless of whether Zhangsun Wugou was Qin Mu's mother or not, she had done everything she could.

Qin Mu's eyes flickered, as if he had made up his mind.

His fingertips trembled slightly.

A pill suddenly appeared in his hand!

Soul-Returning Pill: A miraculous medicine for healing and saving lives, capable of treating those with weak and deficient constitutions, bringing them back from the brink of death. This was the item from Qin Mu's last check-in reward.

Complete recovery!

At the time,

Qin Mu felt he didn't need it, so he put it away.

"Eat it."

Qin Mu handed the pill in his hand to Zhangsun Wugou in a detached tone.

"Mu'er..."

Zhangsun Wugou looked at the pill in Qin Mu's hand, her nose feeling sore and her eyes turning red.

"Empress, don't misunderstand; I just don't want to owe you a favor for sewing the garment."

If it weren't for her staying up night after night to sew the garment for him, perhaps she wouldn't have fallen ill so early.

"I understand."

Zhangsun Wugou still smiled happily, seemingly not minding Qin Mu's cold words at all.

She tremblingly took the pill and gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile.

How could a tiny pill bring someone back from the dead?