The road of the favorite concubine in three lives is destined

At this time, a eunuch said that the body of the emperor's concubine, Consort De, had been found and was dead. The emperor was furious and knew that it must have been the queen who did it. The emperor hugged the princess who had just lost her mother and secretly vowed to give the princess the best things. When the emperor saw the dead Li Hehe, he decided not to let her be buried in the imperial mausoleum, after all, he did not give her any title.

Ye Fengyun was only two years old at this time, and was almost three. For some reason, she seemed to sense that her mother was going to die, and she burst into tears in her palace.

Ye Fengyun, a child who was only two years old, should have been at a carefree age, but because of an inexplicable premonition, she cried loudly in her own palace. Her tears fell like beads that had broken off the string, one by one, carrying endless sadness and fear.

The palace maids came and tried to comfort the poor child. They used the most gentle words to try to calm Ye Fengyun's crying. But no matter how they coaxed, Ye Fengyun could not stop crying.

"Sixth Prince, what's wrong with you?" an elderly palace maid asked carefully, her face full of worry.

Ye Fengyun was just a two-year-old child, he couldn't express his feelings clearly, he just cried. His tears flowed more violently, as if something deep in his heart was tearing him apart.

Ye Fengyun's cry echoed throughout the palace, and everyone who heard it felt heartbroken. They knew that this little life was experiencing great pain, but she herself could not explain it.

Not long after, news came that Ye Fengyun's mother had passed away. Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe this fact. But Ye Fengyun, a child who was only two years old, seemed to have predicted everything.

He endured it all silently without crying. His eyes were full of maturity and depth beyond his age. Perhaps this was why he sensed that his mother was about to die.

Deep in the imperial palace, in a brightly lit bedroom, the emperor held the infant Sixth Prince Ye Fengyun tightly in his arms, his eyes revealing deep love and reluctance.

Ye Fengyun, this little life that was born not long ago, made the emperor feel endless pity. He recalled the ever-changing court and was worried, fearing that the child would face various difficulties in the future.

The emperor gently stroked the baby's tender cheek, and the soft touch from his fingertips made his heart tremble. He knew very well that as a monarch, he had the responsibility to protect every citizen, not to mention this little life that carried the family's hopes.

A crystal teardrop slid down and landed on Ye Fengyun's soft hair, causing tiny ripples. Those were the emperor's tears, full of expectations and worries for his son. He hoped that Ye Fengyun could grow up healthily, stay away from court disputes, and live a peaceful life.

However, as a member of the royal family, Ye Fengyun is destined to be unable to escape the vortex of power. The emperor knows that this child will definitely take on the responsibility of the family and contribute to the country in the future.

Tears slid down the emperor's cheeks, and sadness and helplessness intertwined in his heart. He hugged Ye Fengyun tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his love and strength to this little life.

Time passed slowly, and the emperor was still immersed in deep thoughts. He understood that his tears were not only because he felt sorry for Ye Fengyun, but also because of his worries and emotions about the future. And this little life will also carry his expectations and blessings, and bravely embark on its own journey of life.