You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

Immediately afterwards, the runes began to glow, and beams of light intertwined in the air, eventually forming a blurry image.

Become!

Sun Panpan's voice trembled with excitement.

Look! This is what the Empress Dowager is thinking!

Everyone looked up at the image suspended in mid-air.

The image is blurry, as if viewed through a layer of mist.

But gradually, the picture began to become clear.

It was a warm room.

There was a small bed in the room, and a baby in swaddling clothes was lying on it.

The baby's face was rosy, and he was fast asleep, his little hands clenched into fists, looking especially adorable.

A young woman was sitting by the bed.

The woman wore a plain-colored dress, her hair was loosely tied up, and she had a gentle smile on her face.

She was humming a lullaby softly, shaking the rattle by the bedside as she did so.

That woman was none other than the Empress Dowager in her youth.

Mother...

Sheng Yuhua covered her mouth, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

She had never seen her mother so gentle.

In her memory, her mother was always indifferent, a dowager who was high and mighty to everyone.

But now, the Empress Dowager in the picture is just an ordinary mother.

The video continues.

The baby woke up, opened its big, dark eyes, and grinned at its mother.

The young empress dowager picked up the child and kissed him on the forehead.

Year after year, my years.

Her voice was soft, filled with endless affection.

Your mother will protect you and won't let anyone hurt you.

Year after year?

Xiaoxiao was stunned.

She pointed to the baby in the picture and then turned to look at the emperor.

Father, is this baby...you?

Sui Sui, what a cute name!

Her voice was full of curiosity.

But the emperor's expression turned extremely ugly.

He stared intently at the screen, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

No.

His voice was cold, as cold as ice.

That's not me.

Xiaoxiao was startled by his tone and dared not ask any more questions.

But she was even more confused.

If it's not the father, then who is this baby?

Why did the Empress Dowager keep dreaming about him?

The scene in the picture begins to change.

The baby has grown a bit and can crawl now.

He crawled around on the ground, giggling.

The young empress dowager followed behind him, afraid that he might stumble or bump into something.

Sui Sui, slow down, don't fall.

Her face was full of smiles, and her eyes were only on the child.

But just then, the scene suddenly changed.

The warm room has disappeared.

Instead, a world of ice and snow appeared.

The young empress dowager carried her child and walked with difficulty through the snow.

Her clothes were thin, her face was pale, and her lips were frozen bluish-purple.

But she still held the child tightly in her arms, using her own body to shield him from the wind and snow.

Year after year, don't be afraid.

Her voice sounded so weak in the wind and snow.

Mother will take you home, she definitely will.

But her steps slowed down, and her body began to sway.

Finally, she collapsed in the snow.

The child in her arms began to cry, the piercing cries echoing across the empty snowfield.

The scene suddenly freezes here.

Then, everything disappeared.

The instrument's light dimmed, and the runes stopped flashing.

The bedchamber was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by what they had just witnessed.

Sheng Yuhua was already crying her eyes out.

She knelt by the bed, holding the Empress Dowager's hand, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Mother, what exactly did you go through...?

Sun Panpan also fell silent.

He packed up the equipment and sighed.

The Empress Dowager's brainwaves were very weak, and she remained stuck in this memory.

She might not wake up because she doesn't want to.

Or rather, she's waiting for someone.

The emperor turned around and strode out of the bedchamber.

His back looked somewhat unsteady.

Xiaoxiao chased after her.

Father!

She tugged at the emperor's sleeve and tilted her head up.

Who is that baby?

Why did the Empress Dowager keep dreaming about him?

The emperor stopped and looked down at his daughter.

His eyes were complex, containing anger, pain, and a deep sense of guilt.

That's your uncle.

His voice was very low, so low that it was almost inaudible.

My brother.

One, a person who died long ago.

……

As dawn broke, the stench of blood still lingered in Chengqian Palace.

Meng Siya had already gotten up and was sitting by the window, slowly eating her breakfast.

There was no trace of the shock from last night on her face.

A young palace maid came in carrying a basin of water, her hands and feet still trembling.

It seems that what happened last night frightened her.

"My lady..."

"Send a copy of the confession obtained by the Censorate last night to Qingqiu Palace."

Meng Siya put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

The palace maid's face turned pale instantly.

Sending this to Qingqiu Palace is tantamount to sending yourself to your death.

Meng Siya saw through her thoughts, and her voice remained flat.

"Go and pass on another message."

"Just say that I have acquired some interesting new gadgets, and I would like to invite Your Highness the Crown Princess to come and enjoy them together in half an hour."

Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable command.

The young palace maid's legs were trembling, but she dared not disobey.

She gave a trembling reply and left.

Half an hour later, Shangguan Yun'er arrived as expected.

She seemed to have dressed up deliberately, and her palace attire was even more magnificent than yesterday's.

The swaying gold hairpin in her hair made her dizzy.

She was followed by many palace maids and eunuchs, making quite a grand spectacle.

"Sister, your Chengqian Palace is truly magnificent."

Shangguan Yun'er walked into the hall, holding a round fan, her eyes filled with jealousy.

She begged Ji Yongyan for three years for this palace, but he refused.

Now, this wretched woman has been allowed to move in.

"It can't compare to my sister's Qingqiu Palace."

Meng Siya was looking down at Sui Sui, who had just woken up on the couch, without raising her head.

"After all, my sister has lived here for a long time and there are many people, so it's lively."

These words were loaded with meaning, and Shangguan Yun'er's expression darkened.

She looked at the child on the bed, her eyes instantly turning venomous.

It's this bastard.

It's all because of this bastard.

"My sister is so lucky."

Shangguan Yun'er sat down in the main seat, picked up the tea handed to her by a palace maid, and blew on it.

"You were granted the title of Consort Chen as soon as you entered the palace and moved into Chengqian Palace. Even the Emperor treats you differently."

“Unlike me, the Crown Princess, I’ve become nothing more than a decoration.”

Meng Siya finally raised her head.

She handed Sui Sui to the wet nurse to be carried to the side hall, and then slowly walked up to Shangguan Yun'er.

"Sister is joking."

"My elder sister is the Crown Princess, the future Empress."

“My younger sister is just a concubine; how dare she compare herself to my elder sister?”

She paused, then changed the subject.

"However, my Chengqian Palace was quite lively last night."

"There was almost bloodshed."

Shangguan Yun'er's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

She tried to remain calm.

"Oh? What do you mean by that, little sister?"

"How come I haven't heard of this?"