บท 711: 709 She must undoubtedly die_1

Ever since the Empress fell ill, Kunning Palace had few visitors.

Every day the doors were closed. Even now, during the scorching days of May, the doors and windows remained tightly shut.

The harsh sunlight outside was in stark contrast to the chill inside, due to an abundance of ice blocks and the dim lighting, creating a gloomy atmosphere.

All the furnishings were of the highest quality, but this level of delicate elegance only served to accentuate the desolation and old age of the figure seated high above.

In just a few months, the Empress visibly aged at a rapid speed.

Now she wore no heavy makeup, and in fact, looked almost as old as the Empress Dowager.

Wei Jiuzhong sighed softly, "Mother, this matter cannot be rushed. Please allow your humble son to think it over. Give me some time."