Great Ming: Old Zhu Wails in Grief: I Saved Empress Ma

A gale swept through the White Cloud Temple, and in an instant, Zhu Yuanzhang and his sons found themselves in the imperial bedchamber.

Grief filled the hall. They watched the future Zhu Yuanzhang, his hair disheveled, clutching Empress Ma's cold body and weeping bitterly.

Zhu Biao's face was wet with tears, Zhu Di's eyes were red, and Zhu Yuanzhang had gone deathly pale.

Lin Shumo lightly waved his horsetail whisk and led everyone closer to look. Empress Ma lay peacefully, but life had left her. The future Zhu Yuanzhang's sobs pierced their hearts.

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