The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

Yun Jingman accepted her fate and closed her eyes. Everything should be over. The moment the child slipped out of her body, she only wished for death, hoping to be able to accompany her child on the road.

All thoughts are gone, my heart is empty...

In this life, her relatives, her Ning'er, her child, her love, her dream, her appearance, all of them were shattered and gone one by one, even her life was just hanging on, she could finally follow her child... She no longer had to get involved in the troubles of this life...

Children, mother, Ning'er, wait for Jingman...

My body slowly began to float, free from gravity, floating in the pitch-black darkness, floating and floating...

The crazy love of the day has gone with the wind. The so-called love is just a little crazy thought...

Falling into endless darkness, finally freed...

In the darkness, Yun Jingman found a light and floated towards it...

"you're awake?"

I slowly opened my heavy eyelids, and all I saw was a white light, everything was hazy and blurry. In a state of half-asleep and half-awake, I seemed to see a figure.

The figure gradually became clearer, and Yun Jingman saw a woman covered in red. The bright red was dazzling and shocking to his eyes. Is this the legendary hell?

"..." Yun Jingman wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound. Even when he moved his body, he felt a stabbing pain all over his body, a pain that went straight to his heart.

"You can't speak for the time being. Rest well." The woman said coldly.

Yun Jingman opened his eyes wide, filled with confusion.

"Don't worry, you won't die. The Lord saves those whom the King of Hell dares not take away."

Unable to die? Master? Took action? Saved her?

Yun Jingman continued to signal the woman in red with her eyes. She wanted to know more.

"I don't know anything else. It's not the servants' business to ask about the master." The woman in red was a little angry and left with a flick of her sleeves...

Yun Jingman looked around with her eyes. The antique little room was elegant and fresh. She was even more certain that she was really still alive...

But she didn't want to live anymore. She wanted to follow her children, the Queen Mother, and Ning'er. What was the meaning of her life?

What's the point of living if you lose everything?

A tear of despair fell from his eyes. Why should he save her? She had lost all hope in life. What was the point of saving this walking corpse?

After feeling sad about the passing of time, Yun Jingman quickly calmed down and looked around the quaint, elegant and quiet house again. It was so unfamiliar that she couldn't remember who she knew lived in this house.

She grew up in the Cangming Palace, but her father, mother and all the royal children were killed one by one by the devil Baili Haoxuan. In the Xuanhuang Palace, the only person she knew and interacted with was Baili Haoxuan. So, who saved her?

She did not forget that the bloodthirsty devil fed her a bowl of abortion pills. She was still in the Xuanhuang Palace. Who had the ability to evade the strict palace guards and rescue her, a useless person?

And why did he save this useless person? A useless person whose face was completely destroyed, whose tendons in both hands and feet were cut, whose whole body was covered with festering wounds from being whipped with a barbed whip dipped in pepper water, whose voice was as hoarse as sawing wood, and whose body was aborted, with not a single part intact, why did he save her?

There were so many questions that Yun Jingman couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried...