After the Empress Dowager took many concubines for Fu Yanche, one of them was finally lucky to have a long son. Fu Yanche led his troops to the Zhenguo and had no time to take care of the trivial matters in the harem. Even if he took care of it, he would definitely not take care of him without any backing.
Ji Liansi was a little bit. After he left, Ji Liansi lived carefully. She knew that if she didn't have this child in her belly, she would have no value in the palace.
But even if he lived with caution like this, he still caused murder. He was pregnant for six months and eventually had an accidental miscarriage.
She lay on the extravagant bed, touching her flat belly, desperately calm. She had hoped to get to the present step by step, and tried her best to do everything she could to do, but what did she get in the end? She didn't get really high above her.
The prestige of no beloved looks at him, and there is no one else in his only child.
What she had was just a prison-like life, and she lived a prison-like life in a palace made of gold and jade. Because of this, when the place where she lived really turned into a cold palace and prison, she was already completely unconscious.
She set fire to the Imperial Hospital and burned the jealous concubine who murdered her child and the imperial physician who changed her medicine. She didn't think about living, but Fu Yanche did not kill her, but what if she was alive? Facing the cold walls and
Her life, life and death are no different from her.
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When Shen Qing heard the news of Ji Liansi's miscarriage, the baby of Yunzhi's family was just two months old. At that time, she was still in the turmoil in Haozhou. She went to the royal family Xue family with the general. The dungeon was dark and she was covered with it.
Qingqiu went in alone to visit. With the moonlight outside the small window door, she saw Xue Yixuan sitting on the straw pile at the prison door, still dressed like before, dignified and noble, even if she was in the dungeon, she would not harm her at all.
The arrogance between the eyebrows flashed a little surprise in my eyes when I saw myself, and soon returned to peace.
"I didn't expect that the person who came to visit me before I died was the person I had always wanted to kill."
Shen Qing smiled. She didn't expect that she would come here specially. But when she heard that Xue Yixuan was about to be punished by the royal family, she decided to see her for the last time, holding the wine pot in her hand and approaching the iron railing.
He handed her something warm wine in, "I have a bad alcohol tolerance, so I can't drink a few glasses with you, you can drink it yourself."
Xue Yixuan hummed and smiled, took her wine and drank a few sips, and said with a frown: "This wine is really hard to drink."
“I brewed this wine myself.”
"No wonder."
“…”
After a moment of silence, Shen Qingluo looked at Xue Yixuan in the prison, remembering the rules of severe punishment by the four major clans. Even if the punishment was the person she hated before, she always felt that it was too much when she heard that she was going to be punished by heart. She sighed softly in her heart.
, said, "Do you regret it?"
I have paid so much for Fu Yanche and can't get any mercy from him. I can't see him for the last time before I die. Do I regret it?
"I remember you told me to advise myself not to be so stubborn, but in fact I can't get over it anymore," Xue Yixuan chuckled with a self-deprecating smile and turned to her, "I don't regret it, if God asked me to choose again
, I will still choose this path.”
At that moment, Shen Qing was stunned.
Because she was afraid that the scene would be too bloody, Shen Qing did not dare to leave the scene of the execution. On the day when Xue Yixuan left, she set off to leave the Xue family and returned to Jingchu. It was the first day of autumn. The leaves on the road were yellowed halfway.
There was no reason for the wind to rise around.
At that time, Fu Yanche destroyed the Zhen Kingdom and returned to the court. He had just returned to his bedroom. The door of the main hall was open. The palace maid who served served served a cup of jujube tea. He felt it was too sweet and too greasy. He frowned and put down after taking a half sip.
After that, the cup slightly thumped on the table, and a slight cool breeze came from behind.
"Sixth Master."
A murmuring call came from the wind, Fu Yanche was slightly stunned, and accidentally remembered that they first met in the Xue family. Xue Yixuan was covered in light purple and red, and she smiled shyly. When she turned around, she suddenly saw that the huge main hall was empty and there was only a formation.
The cool breeze that entered the autumn came back to the hall and blew.
If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?