Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 890 - 889: I Want to Feed My Ajiu Personally

Chapter 890: Chapter 889: I Want to Feed My Ajiu Personally

He wasn’t dead!

His hand was warm.

He was still alive!

The Empress Dowager now had very little strength left. Perhaps all of her strength had been consumed by astonishment.

She looked down at the man in white kneeling by the bed. Astonishment, shock, disbelief, and finally, her eyes became incredibly complex.

But Feng Dingchu seemed not to notice any of these expressions; he just knelt before her and gently called out, "Mother, your son has returned."

He had really returned.

The Empress Dowager’s hand began to tremble violently.

Her complexion quickly turned even more sallow.

More waxy and withered than before.

It was a while before the Empress Dowager managed to catch her breath, slowly regaining it.

"Having you back... is good."

"Mother, don’t you want to ask how your son could have survived and returned?" Feng Dingchu asked with a faint smile, but it was tinged with bitterness.

The Empress Dowager’s gaze was tender as her hand touched his hair.

So many years had passed, and her Ajiu hadn’t changed much, still looking the same. Only his brows lacked luster.

His whole person appeared gentle and refined, but he emanated an air of desolation.

She opened her mouth, her breathing starting to become difficult, but it was clear that she was making an effort to speak with Feng Dingchu, pushing herself to hang on to that breath.

"I won’t ask... Having Ajiu back is enough for me. My heart... is joyous. I have no need... to ask anything else."

"Ajiu, it was... my fault. I know I was wrong. All these years... I have been thinking of you."

"Ajiu, I truly missed you so much."

It was true, she really missed her son, missed him dearly.

From the strength of her grip, you could easily tell she really missed him.

Missing him was enough, no matter what she wanted to do, in the past, now, or in the future, it no longer mattered.

In his life, adrift and without roots, perhaps this was the only bit of familial affection remaining.

Even if it was just a little bit.

"Nanny..." the Empress Dowager called out.

Nanny Jin had heard everything from outside, yet she didn’t dare enter.

She never dreamt that Prince Ajiu would have returned alive!

Keeping all her shock inside, Nanny Jin knew the Empress Dowager could only rely on her now. So, she immediately got up from the ground and went inside.

"Empress Dowager... greeting Prince Ajiu."

Feng Dingchu did not acknowledge her, nor did he want to.

Nanny Jin didn’t dare to raise her head to see his face; she was afraid.

"Nanny, my Ajiu has returned. He has suffered so much outside... My heart aches."

The Empress Dowager took a deep breath, and two more tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Nanny, prepare some delicious food for my Ajiu... quickly..."

Feng Dingchu’s fingertips stiffened, and the last bit of warmth in the depths of his eyes completely disappeared.

Is it still going to be like this?

After so many years, even at the moment of her death, she still can’t let go, still scheming for someone else?

Nanny Jin was trembling with fear, but looking at Prince Ajiu, he seemed completely unresponsive.

Nanny Jin could only bow her head and retreat. Soon after, she carried in a stack of pastries that had been on the table.

"Empress Dowager..."

"Come, come..." The Empress Dowager glanced at Nanny Jin, understanding everything from just one look.

She motioned with her hand, using the last of her strength to lift it: "Bring them here, bring them here, Nanny. I... I want to feed my Ajiu myself."

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