Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

The royal family of Yun Kingdom declined, and the emperor had nine sons with different aspirations.

The court and harem are intertwined with each other. The aristocratic families choose to continue to support the concubines and the emperor's heirs from their own family, while the court officials who were born in vain resolutely support the powerless sons of maids and concubines.

No one will die for righteousness, and there will never be anyone in the court of Yun State who "sets their heart for heaven and earth, and sets their destiny for the sake of life and people."

Yang Nu watched as she sat on a sedan chair and was carried to the Prince's East Palace. In just one night, she became the wife of a certain man and gained the wealth and status that many women dream of.

The old emperor loved Xiao Qi, the youngest male heir, and he also loved Xiao Ci, who was born from the same mother as Xiao Qi.

Both of them were his beloved sons. For a moment, he couldn't think of whom to give to such a large family. The country was beautiful and stretched for thousands of miles, but only one person could be allowed to ascend the throne and become the emperor.

However, things are better now. Xiao Ci married the eldest lady of Shuntianhou Mansion, and he became the son-in-law of the powerful Shuntianhou Mansion.

When competing for the same piece of meat, they always hope that their own family members will grab it, and then behind closed doors, they will be rewarded based on their merits.

Xiao Ci was very satisfied with the vase of Yang Nu's political marriage. It was a plaything carefully trained by the Shuntian Hou Mansion. It was full of color, fragrance and rare delicacies. It was a pity that he could not fully enjoy the blessings of Qi people.

I heard that the third lady of the Shuntian Hou Mansion also has the appearance of a sinking fish, bright and eye-catching, like a red rose with sharp thorns.

Gradually, rumors spread in Yunchuan City. Although the Shuntian Hou Mansion looked glamorous, it was actually a puddle of mud. The sister-in-law liked her brother-in-law and was very jealous of the eldest sister born to her mistress, so much so that she became tense even when they met.

As the days passed, Yang Nu followed Bai Ru's instructions and tried his best to act as a princess, flattering and flattering Xiao Ci, who was both beautiful and beautiful, but poor in appearance. He tensed up, hoping to have a male heir that belonged to her. To consolidate her position in the East Palace.

Originally in the Hou Mansion, she was asked by Bai Rugu to learn various kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. More than ten years later, she has already mastered various musical instruments and various graceful dances. The trials and hardships in this life have not exchanged for Xiao Ci's love for her. Absolute love.

She couldn't remember exactly how many times the maid told her that the prince lived elsewhere and favored a new beauty.

Bai Ruyi thought that men like beautiful toys that are both sexy and artistic, but he ignored individual differences and fundamentals.

Men just can't control their lower bodies. At this moment, they fall in love with charming beauties with superb piano skills, and tomorrow they fall in love with ignorant little white flowers.

Xiao Ci is the same as all men. He can be manipulated by Yang Nu for a while because of his lust, and then he can be manipulated by other women again.

These so-called "manipulations" are just the taste in the eyes of men. If they go too far, they will get angry and draw their swords to kill.

Bai Ruji is not smart. She thinks she understands men very well, but in fact, she is still being played by the entire male-dominated power class.

Without the slightest bit of power, there is no freedom or dignity.

If you give up your freedom and dignity to conceive and have children with a powerful man, what will you get? Will you be able to end your relationship with a beauty before you grow old, or will you be blamed for the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country?

Yang Nu was tired of the sun and the moon, huddled in the palace wall embroidering, and was driven crazy by the worries of morning and evening.

She thought that if she endured the pain for a while, she would be able to change her life to glory and wealth, but she didn't want to wear pearl shackles to watch other women dance.

Because she knows that she is actually no different from a Yuefu dancer. As long as those powerful men want to have fun and ask her, she will take off this gorgeous princess uniform and dance that lowly and gaudy dance. .

Every banquet was like watching countless people of themselves being fried and cooked on charcoal fires, becoming the food of those men.

She lived in fear, and every night when she fell asleep, she would think in horror, if she were to die tomorrow, would the suffering she had suffered in this life be meaningful?

She wants something in return for what she gives, and she wants more and more in return.

Why are princes, emperors, and grandsons so noble as soon as they are born?

And she, Yang Nu, would be homeless and in fear all her life?

Bai Ru wanted her to be the queen who listened behind the curtain. Yang Nu didn't understand. He had already poisoned Xiao Ci into a fool. Why couldn't he go one step further and seize the throne himself and become the emperor?

Bai Rugu only said that in the world, there is no way for a woman to become a king or emperor.

Yang Nu retorted, although there has never been a female emperor in the court, why can't she start from scratch, generation after generation, and even for eternity?

Bai Rugu suddenly fell silent, her face became stern, she continued to twist her hands with Bodhi, lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, kneeling on her seemingly compassionate human Buddha.

Yang Nu left with a sneer, completely despising Bai Ruji in her heart. She had taught her all the great ways in the world, but as she grew older, she realized that Bai Ruji was not always the right one.

If the world's great road doesn't go according to her will, distorts her original appearance, and leaves her to follow, then this road deserves to be damned!

The tens of millions of people who take this road are all fools Kuchiki, and you should not go with them.

The pain of foot binding, the hatred of discipline, all the resentful and angry things she felt came to her heart.

She must kill all these bitches! Let these bitches who are born to enjoy themselves suffer more than themselves!

Chen Xingyuan, who held the military power in the south, put down the last war, and his troops returned. The thirty-year-old woman was full of energy and majestic, riding a horse from the outside of the city to the imperial city.

Marquis Shuntian also specifically brought up Xiao Ci, who was seriously ill, and forced him to greet him at the city tower. He also forced him to personally confer Chen Xingyuan as the national protector general, with a first-class official position, the first rank among military generals, and a reward of thousands of taels of gold and thousands of acres of fertile land. Thousands of silks and satins.

It is even said that if Chen Xingyuan gives birth to an heir in the future, both men and women will be crowned kings and enjoy the rights of 50 million households in the city, and their heirs will be kings from generation to generation.

Yang Nu hid behind the bead curtain, thinking to himself, this is what he wants.

A man's favor is not worth mentioning. Only real power and wealth can bring her happiness.

Chen Xingyuan became the next powerful official to dominate the government. King Pingyang handed over the military power to her, and she unified the southern territory. It lasted fifteen years and she beheaded six rebel emperors.

She was more powerful and brave than the once-mighty Shuntian Hou Subai and the powerful Pingyang King Jia.

So, without blinking an eye, Chen Xingyuan chopped off Su Bai's head for the crime of treason.

The emperor can only have one person, so the most powerful official can only be one person. Otherwise, how can we say that he has all the power?

Chen Xingyuan established her own business and completely got rid of all the enemies who had oppressed her.

Everyone was extremely eye-catching, respectful to this powerful minister, and tried to please her in every possible way, for fear of saying something that would make her unhappy.

The foolish emperor Xiao Ci thought that his sister-in-law was here to help him, but it turned out that he was so charming that he married Emperor E, as well as a heroic and courageous female hero who supported the Yun Dynasty.

Without thinking, he handed Chen Xingyuan the token for entering and exiting the palace, thinking that Nuan Yu Wenxiang was waiting for him, but he didn't expect that it was Chen Xingyuan who struck him with a sword.

The sword Longquan clanged, and the golden crown was chopped from the head, followed by the slender hair, skull, brain, brain, throat, ribs, and lungs. Chen Xingyuan's face did not change, and he split Xiao Ci into two halves alive with his hands. The damaged intestines and stomach were accompanied by filth. Scattered all over the floor, the thing a man was most proud of was also cut in half.

Human blood shot to the roof beams, Chen Xingyuan was covered in blood, and the gorgeous tent where Xiao Ci wanted to meet the beauties at night was also dripping with blood, and large areas of blood dripped along the flower embroidery.

"I hate all of you. You have been with me since childhood, and we have been together day and night. I give you all the things I like. Why do you want to leave me like them?"

Chen Xingyuan held Longquan in his hand, his eyes were scarlet, and the overwhelming hatred accumulated for fifteen years surged from his heart to the coffin.

She could hardly say this sentence completely, and big tears rolled down her face, wanting to burn through this world that would only betray her.

The mother who gave birth to her did not love her, and treated her hypocritically and pretended to please her.

Pao Ze, who fought with her on the battlefield, abandoned her for the benefit of the family.

Even Lu Ling, the luckiest man, died on the southern battlefield.

Chen Xingyuan hates this world very much. Why do good people not live long and disasters stay for thousands of years? Why do people who are kind to her never stay long?

Yang Nu understood that this was her only life-saving straw. She looked at Chen Xingyuan expectantly and put her hand on her stomach.

"I have his child."

She asked her to caress her belly, which was not obviously pregnant, and looked at Chen Xingyuan with a look of joy, "I want to be the emperor of the Yun Kingdom. If there is half of me in this world, there will be half of you. On the throne, you and I will live forever. .”

Chen Xingyuan's whole body was throbbing, and her heart and lungs felt like they were being chopped by sharp blades. She looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, then turned back to Yang Nu stiffly.

"Why do you want to have a baby? If you give birth to it, you will die."

The huge sadness completely overwhelmed her. She didn't want to watch Yang Nu die. She wanted Yang Nu to have healthy feet and a healthy body like in her memories. The two of them went to Wazi to watch a puppet show together.

There were so many interesting things that she wanted to do with Yang Nu.

She knelt down in pain and went back to the day when she was a child and watched Chen Mengyu give birth. She cried and begged her mother not to give birth. She would die if she shed so much blood. However, her mother who loved her pushed him away, preferring to die. To give birth to the male heir that Subai has been waiting for for a long time.

Longquan, which had been thrown to the ground long ago, hummed like the whimpering of the dead.

"I will find you the best doctor to help you abort this child. You can become the emperor without this child."

Everything in the past is coming to mind, and she wants to treasure all the good things forever. She doesn't want to see her turn into a carrion of worms. She wants her to stand alive in this world, laugh when she wants, and there are no rules if there are no rules.

As long as she is happy, she can do anything.

"I beg you."

Chen Xingyuan rubbed his own blood on Yang Nu's body, looked up at Yang Nu's indifferent expression, and was about to knock her out with a palm and take her for an abortion.

"You were the second person to know that this child was dead."

Yang Nu spit out these cold words from his red lips.

She touched the top of Chen Xingyuan's hair as if stroking her favorite puppy.

"I know you won't like it, so I let it go early. You can choose a child you like and put it in my belly. In this way, we are completely in the same boat."

"Really? Great."

Chen Xingyuan put his hand on Yang Nu's wrist. After confirming that the abortion was true, she breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next twenty years, Chen Xingyuan appointed the regent, killed the male gangsters in the court, vigorously supported female officials, and together with Yang Nu, completely transformed Yun State into a country where women were respected.

At first, there were some rebels who refused to obey, but it didn't matter, all the male beasts who refused to obey Chen Xingyuan would be killed.

The adult puppet emperor also died inexplicably in the palace. The queen mother, who held the general power in her hands, was no longer a young boy. She was in her fifties, and her wrinkles were the hymn of the years, praising the end of her suffering. It was her sixtieth birthday, and she was invited to come. Went to drink with Chen Xingyuan.

Conveniently, he shot his friend dead in the gorgeous palace.

Thousands of arrows were fired, turning the invincible general into an ugly hedgehog.

Chen Xingyuan had a breast shield on her heart. All her organs had been hit by arrows, but her heart was still healthy. She stood in the palace, and everything was slowed down. She didn't fall to the ground until the guards finished shooting the arrows.

Still unwilling to swallow the last breath left in his heart, Chen Xingyuan looked at the woman on the throne.

The Queen Mother, who was wearing red dragon attire, waved away the crowd and walked towards Chen Xingyuan step by step. Holding a pair of scissors in her hand, she cut off the arrows on Chen Xingyuan's back little by little, leaving only the arrowhead inserted into his flesh.

She held her in her arms, letting her rest on her shoulder, and watched her cut off the arrows in front of her little by little.

Chen Xingyuan spit out blood from his mouth, but she didn't know what to say to Yang Nu. Yang Nu sacrificed his life to save her when he was young, but now, it's just a life for a life.

Drilling into a dog hole, watching a play in a house, eating maltose, catching crabs in the river, weaving garlands, the stories told before going to bed, the sound of the piano, the dust mixed with blood and tears, the severed limbs and corpses on the battlefield, and the corpses wrapped in horse leather. Robe, dead mentor...

She gradually closed her eyes and felt the blood flowing out of her body.

Yang Nu hugged her and pushed her hair away from her neck. The arrow shot off the crown on her head and her bun was messed up.

"After you die, I will separate your flesh and bury it beside my mausoleum, planted with my favorite myrtle."

Yang Nu leaned against her ear and said, "I will place your bones next to my bed. When I die, they will be buried together in the mausoleum. We will never be separated."

Her extreme pursuit of power makes her unwilling to share it with anyone.

Only by holding power firmly in her own hands can she enjoy absolute security.

The dead person will never abandon her, never leave her, and never hurt her.

She never knew what love was, nor did she want to figure out how to love. The only thing she could figure out was power and wealth.

The puppet emperor was killed by Chen Xingyuan, and the Queen Mother launched a coup and became the emperor she had always dreamed of.

In his twilight years, the old emperor walked in front of the palace with a cane, and behind him was the graceful new emperor.

"Mom, in front is the Royal Garden. The Dragon Boat Festival is here, and the myrtle over there is blooming in a large area again. It's really beautiful."

The crown prince, who is in his early twenties, has a certain resemblance to the old emperor in his facial features.

"Come and see with me."

There are mountains and rocks, waterside pavilions and singing platforms, and countless spring flowers, but they can't compare to the big clusters of myrtle in full bloom. The flowers are blooming brilliantly, like a flat road paved with gold.

The prince supported the old emperor and walked to the sea of ​​flowers. "Mother, you always liked to fold flowers and make them into garlands. Can you make another one for me today?"

The old emperor smiled kindly. She had always loved her daughter very much, and she would grant whatever her daughter asked for.

The withered hands did not become stiff and sluggish with age, green flower branches jumped in her hands, and soon, there was a golden corolla.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the old emperor passed on the throne, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the world was amnesty, starting a new round of Ming Dynasty.

The country that was once devastated has been repaired bit by bit, the economy has returned to prosperity, the people have no worries about food and clothing, all the powerful families have been killed, and everything is heading in the best direction.

Three years and three years later, the Supreme Emperor, who lived in the palace, died without any illness at the age of 100.

The new emperor obeyed the last emperor's edict and placed another skeleton together with the former emperor in the royal mausoleum.

The sufferings of this life will eventually pass, and her descendants will not repeat her sufferings. Generations of female heirs will ascend the throne as emperors, with her as their ancestor, and their incense will continue.