Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 891 - 890: Just to Personally Send Him Off

Chapter 891: Chapter 890: Just to Personally Send Him Off

The dish of dim sum was picked up by Madam Jin and brought close to the Empress Dowager.

She originally wanted to use chopsticks, but she had hardly any strength left.

She couldn’t hold the chopsticks steady, and no matter what, she couldn’t pick up the dim sum.

She became anxious, so anxious that she began sweating profoundly, almost fainting.

Yet, she still tried her hardest and ultimately used her fingers to pick up the dim sum.

"Ah, Ajiu, your mother feeds you, feeds you..."

Feng Dingchu watched her.

Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, continuously falling, which deeply pained Feng Dingchu’s heart.

"Mother..."

"Mother feeds you, Ajiu, mother feeds you, be good, be good, Ajiu be good..."

Madam Jin bit her lip, clenched her palm, tears welling up in her eyes, yet she dared not let them fall.

She understood the Empress Dowager’s difficulties, but Prince Ajiu... so innocent, so pitiful.

Why must heaven treat him this way?

"Ajiu, you be good, mother... mother feeds you, Ajiu, open your mouth, be good..."

The Empress Dowager became anxious upon seeing him not opening his mouth, "Ajiu, why... why aren’t you being good? Aren’t you listening to mother’s words anymore? Ajiu..."

"Empress Dowager!" Madam Jin suddenly kneeled with a thud, crying profusely, "Prince Ajiu would not betray you, not betray the emperor, Empress Dowager... please..."

But before Madam Jin could finish, Feng Dingchu had already opened his mouth and bit into the dim sum in the Empress Dowager’s hand.

Without any hesitation, he forcefully swallowed it.

"Prince!" Madam Jin’s voice was hoarse as she couldn’t help but start to sob softly.

Why must it be like this?

Why?

She didn’t even know the specific reason!

All these years, she was just following orders; she didn’t know why.

But Feng Dingchu knew.

He knew everything.

The Empress Dowager knew as well.

At this moment, her heart was as clear as a bright mirror.

"Ajiu..." Watching her son swallow the pastry, the Empress Dowager finally relaxed.

After that sigh of relief, she began to cry.

"Ajiu, you are really good, you are mother’s good son..."

"Mother, do you truly acknowledge me as your son?" Feng Dingchu smiled faintly, and the blood that pooled to his lips was forcefully swallowed back down.

"Of course... you are of course mother’s good son, it’s just... you are just too upright... mother knows, mother knows everything, you are the kind Ajiu, but mother cannot... cannot..."

The Empress Dowager’s eyes visibly were rapidly dimming.

"Ajiu, mother will be with you, don’t be afraid, mother will be with you..."

She really couldn’t go on; her body softly fell.

"Empress Dowager!" Madam Jin rushed over to support her.

However, Feng Dingchu stood up from the ground, and seeing the Empress Dowager in her dying moments, there was no disturbance in his eyes.

In the end, everyone must die; none can escape.

He turned around and slowly walked back the way he had come.

Madam Jin called out urgently, "Prince..."

But he couldn’t hear her anymore.

From where he came, he would return, and maybe in the end, even he himself would not know where he was heading to.

Maybe, there is truly no path belonging to him.

Truly, no path to take...

Behind him, came the wailing cries of the eunuchs: "The Empress Dowager has passed away..."

Mother had ultimately gone.

Leaving her last breath just to feed him the pastry personally... to send him on his way...

Not knowing where he was heading, everything before him grew increasingly blurred.

Eventually, his legs gave in, and he knelt down on one knee.

He opened his mouth, and a gush of dark, murky blood surged forth...