After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

She hated silence. When it was quiet, she always had wild thoughts. Sometimes she was thinking about her cousin who had failed her, sometimes she was jealous of her Princess Shou, and then she thought about the elegant and graceful Hyomin...

The pain had transformed into a sharp knife, stabbing at her mercilessly.

What did she do wrong? Why did God treat her like this?

Later, Huai'an came secretly to tell her that she already had a plan to bring down Zhao Ying, and as long as Zhao Ying was finished, she would rescue her.

Very good!

She didn’t give birth to Huai’an in vain!

She began to no longer fear the past, but instead brought it up from time to time to reminisce. So what if her cousin was ruthless, he was still killed by her. Princess Shou was jealous of her, well, with her big waist, she should be jealous, but what's the harm in being jealous?

She is the princess, and she is already the emperor's concubine.

When you see her, she has to bow!

As for Hyomin... She was once glad that she died early, otherwise she would have always lived in her shadow, crawling in the darkness, but now, she regretted that Hyomin died early, so that she could not experience the feeling of stepping on Hyomin under her feet.

Back position!

The queen position she had always dreamed of!

Zhao Ying has fallen, the crown prince has fallen, who can stop her from ascending to the throne?

God will give great responsibilities to those who are capable of them, and will surely... She carved these words on the headboard of her bed.

She is finally getting her due.

In front of me is still the simple and quiet palace, and the words are still clearly printed on the wall.

But... there were three things on the table.

White silk, poisoned wine, and dagger.

"Granted to commit suicide..."

What an understatement...but it made her fall from heaven to hell.

Ji Da Ying couldn't figure it out.

The tears on her face had never dried, and she seemed unable to do anything except cry.

Until this moment, she still felt that she had done nothing wrong.

"You guys please leave. I have something to say to this guilty woman."

The door creaked open.

A gust of cold wind blew in, along with a few beams of dim light.

Outside the door, there was a thin layer of snow on the ground.

A beautiful woman came in alone, wearing a gorgeous cloak. She always wore the newest and most envied styles among the noble ladies in the capital. Because she was noble and favored, even after being married for many years, her father still treated her like a girl waiting to be married, and sent people to measure her body and make new clothes for her, which she wore endlessly.

Someone has calculated that even if she changed three sets of clothes a day, it would take her eight lifetimes to finish wearing them all.

Her husband also treated her well, getting her all kinds of rare bird and animal furs and embroidery threads. She was already extremely beautiful, and with all kinds of decorations, she became even more unbearable to look at.

As a woman, who doesn’t love beauty, who doesn’t envy secretly?

How could there be such a perfect woman?

Shangguan Shu keeps saying that he loves her Huai'an, so why does her Huai'an wear endless monk robes while Zhao Ying is dressed up in fancy clothes?

As a mother, I feel very sad and unfair when I see other children wearing nice clothes but my own children don’t.

And at this moment, her Huai'an has become a prisoner... Zhao Ying came here in such a glamorous manner, is she here to show off her power?

The light is blocked.

The door was closed gently by Zhao Ying.

In the darkness, only the outline of a person could be seen. Ji Da Ying watched and felt that Zhao Ying had no intention of turning on the light.

"What are you doing here?!"

Zhao Ying sat down and fiddled with the dagger in front of him.

"I have been a sister to Sister Huai'an for many years. Her mother was sentenced to death and she couldn't see her off in person, so I had to do it on her behalf."

"Why are you pretending to be so kind? If it weren't for you, how could we mother and daughter have ended up like this?"

When he was on the verge of death, Ji promised that he was not afraid of anything.

"You are just like your hypocritical mother. You are so evil-minded but you pretend to be a saint without desires. It's disgusting!"

"Pfft..." Zhao Ying laughed softly.

Ji Da Ying couldn't figure out Zhao Ying's temper, and he just felt that her laughter made him even angrier.

"why are you laughing?"

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at her quietly, without saying a word.

Ji Da Ying felt numb from being stared at. She couldn't help but raise her voice to muster up her courage, "What are you laughing at!"

Zhao Ying remained silent.

The pair of dark pupils seemed like an abyss with no end in sight, and countless terrifying things were hidden in the abyss... Ji Da Ying became more and more panicked.

Endless darkness was about to drown her.

Ji agreed and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill me if you want! I am not afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of you!"

"Don't think you can be so proud for too long! Do you think no one knows about your ugly deeds?"

"Sooner or later the Emperor will find out that the daughter he has doted on for so many years is a bastard!!"

Ji Da Ying became more and more excited as he spoke. Yes, Zhao Ying was a bastard, why was she so proud and arrogant?

“By then, your death will be a hundred times more miserably than mine!! Hahahahahaha…”

The crazy laughter was mixed with a voice as cold as jade, "Ji...Lan?"

The laughter stopped suddenly and Ji Da Ying shuddered all over.

"Thirty-four years ago, you and your cousin gave birth to a daughter, and gave her the nickname Dian'er. Eighteen years ago, Dian'er got married and had many children. Three years ago, Dian'er got pregnant again, but after the full term, the neighbors didn't see the newborn baby. Ji Lan, where is your granddaughter?"

Ji Lan had already panicked when Zhao Ying told her that she had given birth before entering the palace. Now, after hearing her ambiguous words, she said nervously, "What do you mean? I don't understand!"

"What cousin, what son, what granddaughter, I don't recognize any of them!"

Zhao Ying heard this and did not refute her. Instead, she nodded slightly with a faint smile.

"Ji Lan, let me tell you a story!"

Ji Lan was so flustered that she couldn't concentrate on her story. She didn't want to listen, but Zhao Ying had already started talking.

"Three hundred years ago, the previous dynasty, Daxia, was in decline. Our ancestor Emperor Zhaowen took advantage of the situation to attack. The soldiers were brave and soon reached the capital. However, outside the capital, the army was stranded for three years because there was a formation surrounding the capital, and only one person could enter the city gate per day."

Ji Lan frowned and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"It is because Daxia is blessed by the gods. Several years ago, a true god fell here. The monarch of Daxia picked up the remains, put them in a mausoleum, built a hall and a temple, and worshipped this god for generations."

"From now on, the fortune of the gods will cover the Great Xia Dynasty, and it will be indestructible and undefeated, unless the sun and the moon appear in Great Xia at the same time and devour its fortune."

"But Daxia was still destroyed..."

Otherwise, how could there be a Great Chu?

"Everything has its own laws of mutual growth and mutual restraint."

"Later, our ancestor Emperor Zhaowen recruited many talented people and summoned those who could decipher the formation and the motto, and rewarded them with a thousand gold coins and promoted them to marquis of ten thousand households."

"At this time, a pair of two-headed monks with excellent appearance appeared, with two heads and one body. One was called Dou Yin and the other was called Dou Yang."

sinus?

Ji Lan felt inexplicably familiar.

"Dou Yin sleeps during the day and is awake at night, while Dou Yang is the opposite, so he is regarded by the people as the messenger of the sun and the moon. Our ancestors were eager to break the formation, so they had no choice but to take a risk and give it a try."

“I didn’t expect that the God Clan’s formation could be broken.”

"After entering the city, the ancestor immediately ordered people to destroy the temple. When the last ray of consciousness of the true god disappeared, he hated the two-headed monk of the Dou family so much that he cursed him that one of his heads would eventually be killed by the other. After that, his descendants would fight and kill each other endlessly, and the curse would still exist after a hundred reincarnations."

Ji Lan was shocked when she heard this.

"The two-headed monk didn't believe it at first, until one day, only one head was left on his shoulders."

"As the severed head fell, it bit the two-headed monk's waist fiercely. Before dying, it said that his reincarnation would find his descendants and avenge him!"

"The Dou family was cursed again. To make it easier for them to recognize each other, all of the descendants of the Dou family have a crescent-shaped birthmark on their waists. It was supposed to be a double bite mark, but maybe one of them died and the other half disappeared..."

Crescent-shaped birthmark?

Ji Lan grasped the key point and understood what Zhao Ying meant.

Sure enough, the next second Zhao Ying said calmly: "Zhao Yao has a crescent-shaped birthmark, but I don't."

"The Empress Dowager was from the Dou family in southern Hunan, and her maiden name was Dou Hui."

Ji Lan thought without hesitation, "Since the Queen Mother's surname is Dou, then she also has a birthmark!"

Her response was still silence.

"No... Your Majesty is not the Queen Mother's son..."

"Why does he have a birthmark?"

Zhao Ying smiled softly, with a chilly tone, "What do you think?"