Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Xiaomo carried Lao Mu and went to Yilan Garden again.

The lights were on in the main hall of the garden. The eldest princess' graceful figure stood in front of a cluster of mandalas, casting two shadows.

Just like two people rubbing each other's ears.

One is gentle and enthusiastic, the other is reluctant but willing.

Yu Xiaomo leaped onto the roof, lifted a tile, and watched everything in the hall quietly with Lao Mu.

"Yugo, this is the flower you gave me. No! To be precise, I asked you for it... You brought it back from India one year for medicinal use. You said the flower was poisonous and refused to give it to me, but I liked it very much, and after much persuasion, you finally gave in." The eldest princess stroked the golden fruit and talked to herself.

Thinking about the past, she couldn't help but smile, "Even you didn't expect that I not only kept the pot you gave me alive, but also grafted and cultivated several more pots. Later, I sent people to Tianzhu to find white, purple, black... more than a dozen varieties."

"Everyone thinks I'm crazy, obsessed with flowers, obsessed with flowers... Ming, Ming'er, he has grown up, very tall and very good-looking, but he is colder and smarter than you. I can't get you in this life, so let him fulfill my dream for you and fulfill my love for you in this life."

The eldest princess was in a very good mood, with a faint smile on her lips, and even her makeup was lighter and more delicate than usual.

Yu Xiaomo only understood half of what he said, but Lao Mu was already gritting his teeth.

It’s really - so shameless!

Lao Mu grabbed Yu Xiaomo's hand hard with his claws, almost breaking it, but because Xiaomo was concentrating on the movements in the house, he did not feel any pain.

However, when Lao Mu realized it himself, he quickly loosened his grip.

If it is scratched, where can I get vaccinated?

I have no idea how many generations of disciples I am!

"Where did you take your life?"

A low but extremely majestic voice sounded.

It turned out to be the Empress Dowager.

"Mother, why are you here?" The eldest princess stood up and looked towards the door.

The Empress Dowager looked extremely haggard, with a head full of white hair, which looked like snow in the candlelight.

She did not ask the maid to support her, but walked in with crutches on her own.

The Empress Dowager sat on the chair with a gloomy face, "Where is my life?"

"Mother, please don't worry about it! This is a matter between me and Yougo." The smile on the eldest princess's lips froze and disappeared in an instant, her expression cold and resolute.

The Empress Dowager stared at her and said word by word: "Yao'er, what are you going to do?"

"Of course I have to make up for the regrets of my whole life!" The eldest princess looked sad.

The Empress Dowager's body softened and she fell silent.

After a long time, only a small stump of the candle that had just been lit was left, covered with wax.

The Empress Dowager's eyes were bloodshot, and she sighed helplessly, "Ming'er, he is your nephew, your dear nephew!"

"What? Impossible?" The eldest princess raised her surprised eyes and stared at her mother.

The Empress Dowager took her hand and stroked it gently, "Ming'er, is your brother's child, his biological child, he..."

The princess suddenly interrupted the Empress Dowager, her voice trembling with excitement:

"Mother, I think you are really old and confused. In order to find out the whereabouts of your son, you don't hesitate to make up such a lie and slander your brother. You... is there a mother like you?"

The Empress Dowager wanted to say something more, but she was helped up by the eldest princess's servants and forcibly sent back to the Cining Palace.

The eldest princess sat powerlessly in front of the mandala, tightly grasping a fruit ball in her hand, allowing the thorns to pierce into her palm and blood to slowly seep out.

"You're lying to me, you're all lying to me! No one can stop me! No one can——"

Paranoid!

Poor and hateful woman!

Lao Mu was so angry that his body was shaking.

Yu Xiaomo also vaguely understood what the princess meant.

This woman is really crazy!

However, there was no scent of Brother-in-law Si on her. Where did she hide Brother-in-law Si?

Yu Xiaomo hugged Lao Mu and left Yilan Garden.

On the way, I met a man wearing a cloak and a hood.

Judging from her figure, she should be a woman.

Because it was covered tightly, the face could not be seen clearly.

"Xiao Mo, let's go! Don't worry about her!" Lao Mu didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Yu Xiaomo looked at the woman deeply, "She has the aura of death!"

"Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. The people in this palace... maybe death is a relief." Lao Mu sighed without any sympathy.

Yes, this palace is like a cage and like hell.

Death may be a kind of relief.

Yu Xiaomo looked at the receding figure with slightly sad eyes, and left with Lao Mu.

Not long after they left, a body floated up on the lake not far away.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty...something bad has happened!"

Ye Huan was running out of breath.

Li Mochen raised his head from reading the memorials, "I have told you so many times, be steady, be steady! You are so old, yet you are still so impetuous."

"Concubine Jia, Concubine Jia committed suicide by jumping into the lake!" Ye Huan shouted, gasping for breath.

The pen in Li Mochen's hand suddenly fell, "What did you say!"

Ye Huan repeated, "Lady Jia committed suicide by jumping into the lake."

"She, she...what?" Li Mochen stood up, looking stunned and wooden.

Li Mochen raised his legs and ran towards the lake quickly.

When they arrived, Concubine Jia had already been fished out and covered with a layer of white cloth, which was completely wet.

Li Mochen leaned over and squatted, hesitantly pulling open the white cloth.

That gentle and beautiful face was now lifeless.

Like a spotless white lotus, sleeping peacefully.

So peaceful, so contented.

"You, you... why?" Li Mochen gently stroked her messy hair, and stood up after a while, "Posthumously confer the title of Imperial Consort on the late Emperor! Give her a dignified burial!"

The father-in-law next to him responded.

Li Mochen dismissed everyone, including Ye Huan, and walked into the dark night alone.

You have always treated me well, very well.

When everyone turns a blind eye, only you see me.

You, do you, love me?

I never asked.

I don't know what feelings I have for you.

I……

Are you and I a pair of traitors who are in cahoots with each other, or are we close friends who transcend the mundane world?

You always say, "Just lend me this shoulder to lean on once in a while!"

But, you don’t want to rely on me anymore?

You always say that you cooperate with me just to leave the palace one day?

But, leaving, why is it like this, leaving like this.