I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

"Master, she...you're just going to let her go like this?" Xiao Ye asked tentatively.

Su Minglang had been keeping a gloomy face and not saying a word since leaving Zhaohua Palace. Xiao Ye really couldn't stand her low mood and was eager to know what happened to Concubine Li.

"That's all." Su Minglang sighed slightly, "She will never get what she wants in her life, and will live in regret and torture for the rest of her life."

"That's enough. What else? Must she die before you can feel relieved?"

"Ye Zi, sometimes death is not a punishment, but a relief!" Su Minglang smiled faintly, but there was infinite sadness in his eyes, "Life is worse than death."

From the moment Mudan died in front of her, Concubine Li's heart died. Her pride, her unwillingness to be ordinary, her ambition, everything was gone with the passing of Mudan's life.

Su Minglang understood that the loyalty of those around her was earned with her heart. Even though she was vicious and unscrupulous, she was still a beloved master in the eyes of those people.

Peony is to Concubine Li what Xiaoye is to her. If Xiaoye were in front of her...

Su Minglang shook her head vigorously, throwing away all the thoughts in her mind, "Xiao Ye, do you want to get married?"

"I'll find you a good family, so leave the palace."

"Master?" Xiao Ye shook her head violently, "I won't marry! I won't marry anyone!"

"I know what the master is thinking, but what the master is worried about is also what Xiaoye is worried about." Xiaoye stared at her with burning eyes, "What the master doesn't want to do, Xiaoye doesn't want to do either!"

"Okay, I get it!" Su Minglang smiled brightly and rubbed her head with his hand. "I'll listen to you, all the time!"

Although Su Minglang said this, he was still considering the possibility of doing so in his heart.

As soon as Xiao Ye saw Su Minglang's fake smile, she knew that she had not given up the idea in her heart, but she did not argue anymore. She just silently swore in her heart that she would protect her forever.

Even if one day I have to use my own life to pave the way for her, just like Peony did.

"Master," Nanxing came forward, "I have done what you asked, but I can't stay for long. What do you want to do?"

"Ye Zi, go contact the palace maid named Lihua, Nanxing, and give it to her. As for how to deal with it, that is Concubine Li's business."

"What is that?" Xiao Ye looked between the two people with a puzzled look.

"It's Mudan's body," Nanxing explained, "The master ordered us to keep Mudan's body, otherwise the Dali Temple would have rolled up a straw mat and thrown her into a mass grave."

"The master felt sorry for Mudan's loyalty to him, so he wanted to keep her body intact."

Xiao Ye nodded. Although she disagreed, she knew Su Minglang's concerns and did not say much, "Then I will go find Lihua right away."

"But Master, even if you do this, Concubine Li may not remember your kindness."

Su Minglang shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't matter anymore."

She was treading on thin ice in the palace for survival, doing everything that was beneficial to herself, calculating everyone, even calculating herself, but she suddenly wanted to do something that was not so utilitarian, as if she was mourning her long-dead heart.

"Do you still remember when you first entered the palace?" Su Minglang asked abruptly, "It's been so long without me noticing."

Nan Xing did not respond. She came to Su Minglang after she entered the palace. Xiao Ye came forward and relieved her brows. "Yes, we will soon celebrate our first New Year in the palace."

"Do you regret it?" Su Minglang asked. It was unclear whether she was asking Xiaoye or herself, "Do you regret coming in like this?"

"Master?" Xiao Ye looked at her with some distress, "You have changed a lot."

"Really?" Su Minglang raised his eyebrows. "It's good that it has changed."

From the moment she opened her eyes, from the moment she returned as a ghost from the dead, she had already changed. She became completely different from the previous Su Minglang. She started to become scheming, cruel, and indifferent.

But these changes were the ways of survival she had learned from the ups and downs in the harem over the years, and the result of her silent heart after experiencing betrayal and death.

"If I were to go back to before I entered the palace..." Su Minglang pulled the corners of his mouth and asked in his heart: "Will I still choose to enter the palace?"

She herself didn't know that the Su family had never been a good choice for her, or rather, as long as she was in the Su family, she would never be herself again.

She had no choice in the past, and after her rebirth, all she could do was to fight to the death.

Su Minglang was filled with hatred in her heart. She hated Xiao Heng, Li and her unborn son, the Su family who had been indifferent to her, and even this unfair world.

So as soon as she opened her eyes, she began her journey of revenge. Her status was rising, and her words began to carry more weight. She could feel the change in Xiao Heng's attitude towards her, and she could feel the palace people's fear and dread of her.

All of this was what she wanted, and what she had never gotten in her previous life.

But after so many calculations, Su Minglang inexplicably missed those heartless and self-deceiving days. At least he didn't feel tired.

Su Minglang pulled the corners of her mouth into a self-deprecating smile, looked at Xiaoye standing beside her, looked at Nanxing who was pouring tea for her, looked at the faces around her that were either unfamiliar or familiar, she had already made up her mind.

She didn't have much time to be sad, as she had a lot to do. She had to take back what was owed to her and take revenge on those who had hurt her.

In this life, she no longer wants to be subordinate to others, she wants to take her own destiny into her own hands.

"What are you thinking about, Master?" Xiao Ye waved her hand in front of her. Su Minglang glared at her and said, "Nothing, just daydreaming."

"I've been really exhausted these past few days," Su Minglang stretched lazily without any image, "Nanxing, how are your injuries?"

"It's okay, it's just some superficial injuries, it's nothing serious." Nan Xing smiled and stretched out his arms, "It's healed a long time ago, there's nothing to delay."

"You still need to take care of it for a while," Su Minglang said disapprovingly, "Don't make any big movements these days to avoid tearing the wound. The imperial physician will come to consult me ​​in a few days, and I'll ask him to check you as well."

"I'm really fine, Master!"

"Okay, it's decided!" Su Minglang said without allowing any room for refusal.

"I didn't expect the Dali Temple to target you first. I'm sorry for the pain."

"It's okay, Master!" Xiao Ye said nonchalantly, "This little injury is nothing. Concubine Li wants to kill me."

"There won't be a next time!" Su Minglang said with a firm look.

Nan Xing suddenly felt warm in her heart. She seemed to understand Mudan's behavior a little bit. "Okay, Master."