Make Porridge for me

The Empress and the Consorts arrived in the chamber of the Emperor. They had tears in their eyes. They got on the large bed and sat beside Han Wenji.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling good?" Deng Hui asked with a trembling voice.

"I wish I could, but I-I am feeling pain," Han Wenji said as he coughed a little. She put the handkerchief on his lips and wiped the cough and blood with it.

Han Wenji tilted his head to look at Nianzu, who had kept a calm face in front of him. He also got on his knees and waited for his father to speak.

"Be a good advisor for the next Emperor and everyone around you. Forgive your father for sending you away. It delighted me when you came back. I had thought of seeing your marriage, but I made a mistake by sending you away." Nianzu shook his head as he held the hands of his father.