The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 597 Extra: Ji Wuwang (2)

Jiang Wantang and Ji Wuwang, one in a pink skirt and the other in a snow-white robe, both wearing thick snow-white fox fur cloaks, walked hand in hand on the bustling long street in the northern border, holding oil-paper umbrellas. The road was filled with the laughter of children running around with lanterns.

Finally, under the falling snow and the crabapple lanterns, the two of them made wishes and prayed to the sky.

Jiang Wantang suddenly said: "Brother, let's have a baby..."

Ji Wuwang's pupils trembled, and he was speechless.

Jiang Wantang held his arm, her smiling eyes flushed slightly. She said, "Brother always said that no matter what happens in the future, I hope Atang lives a good and happy life..."

"But if that day really comes, it would be too lonely for Atang to live alone in this world."

She thought, if they had a child, would he be able to live a few more years for her and the child?

Ji Wuwang's eyes were red, and he hugged her tightly in his arms, saying in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry..."

Jiang Wantang reached out and hugged him tightly back, her voice softer than the snow: "Brother, Atang promises you to live well. You also promise Atang, okay?"

Ji Wuwang closed his eyes tightly, a deep red spread at the corners of his eyes, and even his breathing became heavy...

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay..."

At this moment, the white snow fell from the sky, landing on their heads and shoulders...

If they were exposed to the snow together, they would be together for the rest of their lives.

In the fourth year, Jiang Wantang gave birth to a lovely baby girl in the Zhenbei Palace...

Jiang Wantang named her daughter Zhaoyang, Ji Zhaoyang.

Zhaoyang means "sun" and "sunlight", symbolizing warmth, vitality and strength, and growing towards the sun...

As soon as little Zhaoyang was born, she became the most noble Princess Zhaoyang in the North.

She has the same elegant eyebrows and eyes as Ji Wuwang, but has a beautiful face that is 90% like Jiang Wantang, like a smaller version of Jiang Wantang.

Ji Wuwang looked at her, as if he saw the little girl from that year.

Therefore, no matter from which angle, Ji Wuwang doted on this precious daughter very much and treated her as the real apple of his eye.

The huge Zhenbei Palace was filled with more joy and excitement because of the arrival of this little life, and the whole mansion was filled with joy...

In the fifth year, because their children were still young, the two did not travel far. Ji Wuwang personally took care of his wife and daughter and never asked anyone else to do it.

The first words that little Zhaoyang said were: "Daddy..."

Hearing this, Ji Wuwang's eyes turned red with excitement and he almost cried.

In the sixth year, the lovely little Zhaoyang has reached an age where even dogs dislike her, but she is still Ji Wuwang's treasure, and still the little princess loved by everyone in the Zhenbei Palace.

Often, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Ji Wuwang would stare at the two similar sleeping faces, one big and one small, beside him, lost in thought.

He was reluctant to fall asleep as he wanted to see more of his wife and children whom he loved deeply.

If possible, he doesn't want to die. He wants to accompany his daughter to grow up, and to grow old with his A-Tang...

In the seventh year, Ji Wuwang took his daughter and Jiang Wantang out traveling together. In his free time, he personally taught his daughter many things. In addition to reading and writing, he also taught her basic martial arts, horse riding and archery...

He often taught his daughter that if her father was gone one day, Zhaoyang must take good care of and protect her mother.

Little Zhaoyang looked up confusedly and asked, "Why isn't Daddy here? Is Daddy going to leave Zhaoyang and Mommy?"

Ji Wuwang always smiled and said, "Daddy will never leave you..."

"Daddy is just worried that when I'm not around you, your mother will cry secretly and there will be no one to comfort her..."

Little Zhaoyang seemed to understand: "Oh, don't worry, Daddy, Zhaoyang has grown up. He will definitely take good care of and protect Mommy and won't let her cry secretly."

Ji Wuwang gently touched his daughter's head and looked at her watery and clear peach blossom eyes. His deep and complex eyes were full of guilt.

Jiang Wantang stood under the tree, looking at the father and daughter talking and laughing in the sunshine from afar, tears falling uncontrollably.

She hasn't shed tears in these years...

In the eighth year, Ji Wuwang's body was still in good condition, nothing unusual happened. Jiang Wantang, Shi Feng, Shi Lin, She Shu and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Over the years, Uncle Snake and his men have been secretly searching for a famous doctor, fearing that the day would come...

In the ninth year, just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Wuwang began to vomit blood and his health began to deteriorate.

At first, he could hide it from Jiang Wantang, but later, the vomiting of blood became more and more frequent, and he could no longer hide it.

Everyone understood that what they were most worried about had finally come...

In the tenth year, Ji Wuwang had become increasingly weak due to illness and was even unable to leave the bed. The famous doctors he brought from all over the country were also helpless.

Even the imperial teacher asserted that he would not survive this harsh winter.

Jiang Wantang didn't cry, but just stayed by his side silently, not going anywhere, not doing anything, just staying with him.

When the weather is fine, I play chess with him in the yard and enjoy the flowers;

When it rains, the two of them snuggle up to each other on the porch and listen to the rain;

At night, the two would hug each other under the moon and admire the moonlight together...

The six-year-old Zhaoyang also understood a lot of things. She didn't cry or make a fuss. She was taken care of and taught by the nanny, Shi Feng and Shi Lin in the mansion every day.

Sometimes, looking at her parents cuddling each other, she gradually understood what her father had taught her over the years.

He loves A Niang very much, and A Niang loves him too...

And she loves them very much.

Little Zhaoyang became more and more diligent and studious. Every day after school, she would show her father what she had learned that day. She would be happy for several days if she received a compliment.

Ji Wuwang always wanted to praise his precious daughter to the utmost, and the father and daughter laughed together...

Whenever this happened, Jiang Wantang wished that time could go slower, even slower...

But happy moments are short-lived after all.

Time flies, spring goes, summer passes, autumn comes...

Ji Wuwang's body grew weaker and weaker, and he became increasingly tired and listless. He would often sleep for a whole day, then two or three days, then three or five days...

At most, it can even take as long as half a month.

Jiang Wantang stayed by his side almost every step of the way, checking his breath from time to time, fearing that he would never wake up again after falling asleep...

On this day, the weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly, and Ji Wuwang was in a rare good spirit.

Jiang Wantang pushed him in a wooden wheelchair in the courtyard to bask in the sun...