Zi Zhu was also very surprised. She knelt down and looked at Cai Ying next to her. Even Po Wen on the ground found it strange, and several of the accompanying maids gathered around her.
No one noticed that the woman on the stone bed looked desperate, staring blankly at the maid on the top of the dungeon, and suddenly smiled, she won't come, he won't come...
She raised her hand and touched her belly, "Baby, your father doesn't want you anymore, and your mother can't protect you after you are born, so you might as well go with your mother."
Ye Yu, please don’t ask me to meet you again in the next life...
"The princess has died!" A sharp-eyed girl pointed at Hua Yunshang and screamed.
"Princess!" Caiying stood up quickly, checked her breathing, and then froze, "I'm out of breath!"
"Dead?" Zi Zhu hurriedly took a few steps back, calling out bad luck.
Hua Yunshang died. While Caiying was sad, she also breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was relieved after she died... And she could also find a new master, so that she would not be so cold-eyed for her small favor.
There was chaos in the dungeon, and the dozen or so maids were all panicking. At this moment, the respectful voices of the guards came from the door: "I have seen the prince."
The prince is here?
Zi Zhu and Cai Ying looked at each other and knelt down together.
"What happened?" He growled coldly, and with steady steps, Ye Yu, dressed in a gorgeous dark red python robe, walked slowly over.
His handsome face had a hint of inhumanity and meanness, and his narrow phoenix eyes flickered slightly when he saw the motionless woman on the stone bed.
In his arms was a woman wrapped in a red cloak. Her face was charming and charming. There were not too many hair accessories in her hair, only three jade hairpins inserted diagonally. She was elegant yet luxurious.
There is no doubt that that person is the favored Empress Yue, Hua Yunyue.
"As for the prince, the princess has passed away." Zi Zhu said tremblingly.
"Really?" Ye Yu glanced at the stone bed coldly, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking, "What a pity."
What's a pity?
Is it a pity that the stillborn child is a pity, or is it a pity for Hua Yunshang?
Hua Yunyue was the best at observing words and expressions. Seeing his disappointment, she was a little surprised. She was obviously very happy, but she still pretended to wipe away her tears.
There is nothing left in the Hua family without any real power. Her father is about to be dismissed. She has to find a way to keep this man's heart, otherwise, she may end up even worse than Hua Yunshang!
"It is said that women have a narrow escape from death when they give birth to children. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I have seen my sister die like this, I know that this statement is true..."
"Didn't Yue'er always dislike this sister?" Ye Yu lifted Hua Yunyue's chin frivolously and said with an evil smile, "Now that she is dead, you should be happy."
"Your Highness, how could I not like my sister? Although she and I are not the same mother, blood is thicker than water. She died at a young age, and I feel sorry for her."
His smile grew wider and he said cruelly: "Yue'er is really sad for her? So what should I do? I'm afraid I will make you even sadder."
Hua Yunyue's heart trembled and she called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty..."
Ye Yu shook off her chin, turned around and strode out of the dungeon. His cold words seemed to come from hell. He said, "Throw Hua Yunshang into the mass grave, and sell out all the people who helped her deliver the baby tonight."
Hua Yunyue breathed a sigh of relief, moved her lotus steps lightly, and slowly walked out of the dungeon in the posture of a weak willow supporting the wind.
Behind her, Zizhu was shouting at the top of her lungs. She was calling her and begging her, but Hua Yunyue's steps were steady and she maintained a perfect smile on her face, which did not change from beginning to end.
Soon, calm returned to the dungeon. Except for the fresh blood stains on the musty straw, almost no one would believe what a wonderful scene had just been staged here.
One person's life and death, and the fate of many people, were all rewritten in just a short moment.
At midnight, Prince Rui's Mansion was deathly silent, but a hysterical scream came from the mass graves on the outskirts of the city, frightening away the crows waiting for carrion.