The Destiny of Going to Hell

Kangxi secretly made a decision in his heart that he would take good care of the baby in Huier's belly.

After Kangxi calmed down a little, he watched Minghui fall asleep peacefully, then went alone to the prison where Ruoxi was imprisoned.

Ruoxi's body was covered with scars of varying sizes, all of which were caused by the jailers in the prison.

At first, she kept her mouth shut and refused to say anything, fearing that she would be treated as a monster once she opened her mouth.

Her heart was filled with fear and anxiety. She didn't know why she was imprisoned, and she didn't know how to explain her identity and experience to these cruel jailers.

However, under the severe torture, her body could no longer bear it and she felt her will was being destroyed bit by bit.

In the pain and despair of no one coming to rescue her, she finally could no longer keep the secret and revealed everything she knew.

But she still had a firm belief in her heart, that is, there was one thing she had to wait until Kangxi came in person before she could tell him.

The jailers thought she was a lunatic after hearing her bizarre words, but they had to report her to Kangxi.

So, Kangxi came to the Tianlao.

He first carefully reviewed the recorded words of Ruoxi and was greatly shocked.

However, he quickly pretended to be calm and asked in a deep voice: "What do you need to tell me in person?"

Ruoxi gave a bitter laugh, which was filled with self-mockery and sadness. "Emperor Kangxi, do you know who will inherit the throne after your death? It was the fourth prince Yinzhen, who called himself Yongzheng after ascending the throne."

Looking at Kangxi's gradually solidified expression of surprise, Ruoxi actually felt a sense of relief in her heart.

The Fourth Prince failed to protect her and rescue her, which put her in a desperate situation. Now, she wanted Yinzhen to also have a taste of the emperor's shock and anger.

Not to mention ascending the throne and enjoying wealth and glory, Yinzhen might not even be able to save his life.

How could there be an emperor who would not be wary of the next emperor?

She continued, her voice full of determination: "I am indeed not from your era, but neither is the Queen. I don't know much about your Queen, but I am sure that she is definitely not the former Eighth Lady! She is also a time traveler, a time traveler who occupies someone else's body and enjoys the glory and status that do not belong to her!"

Ruoxi kept staring into Kangxi's eyes, thinking that she would see fear, terror or surprise in his eyes.

However, Kangxi just looked at her indifferently, showing no emotion.

"You knew this a long time ago?" Ruoxi asked with a hint of disbelief in her tone.

Looking at Kangxi's cold eyes, Ruoxi was surprised at first, and then filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

We are both time travelers, so why did I have to be tortured so cruelly, while Minghui could become the queen and be held in the palm of her hand? Was it because she was loved by the emperor?

"Is there anything else you haven't explained?" Kangxi's voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience.

Ruoxi shook her head blankly. She was just an ordinary office worker and didn't know much about anything in this era.

I had only seen that cement recipe in a novel before.

She didn't understand why she had to endure all this?

Kangxi turned around and said coldly to the jailer: "Kill her and burn her body. Find a master to perform a ritual to prevent this evil spirit from possessing another person's soul again."

There was no hesitation or sympathy in his voice, as if Ruoxi was just an insignificant thing, not worthy of being treated as a human being.

As Ruoxi listened to Kangxi's cruel verdict, her anger and despair reached their peak.

She stood up suddenly and shouted at Kangxi's back: "Why do you treat me like this? I am also an innocent person! We are both time travelers, why don't you torture Minghui!"

Her voice was filled with grief and resentment.

However, Kangxi did not look back, but coldly ordered the jailer to carry out his sentence.

Ruoxi watched those cruel jailers approaching her step by step, and her anger and despair reached the extreme. She knew that she could no longer escape this horrible fate.

Before she died, Ruoxi thought to herself that if it happened again, she would definitely not reveal the cement and expose herself.

It was obvious that the Tenth Prince truly loved her, so why did she become obsessed with making such a bad move just to make Yinzhen become the emperor in the future?

It turns out that time travel is not omnipotent. In the feudal society, one's own death is too light.

How much I miss the 21st century at this moment...

Kangxi walked in the Imperial Garden, his heart was full of excitement. It was not that he had known that Minghui was not the original Minghui, but because he had never developed any love for his daughter-in-law, it was only on that day in the Imperial Garden that he developed feelings for Minghui.

Adding to Ruoxi's matter, when he saw Ruoxi's confession, he instantly thought that Minghui was also a time traveler.

But so what?

Minghui is his wife and will always be, no matter what her identity is.

In the Qianqing Palace, Minghui suddenly heard 555's teasing voice, "Kangxi knows that you, Suyue, are also a time traveler? Guess what he will do?"

Minghui was not at all panicked. In addition to the confidence given by the halo of love at first sight, it was more importantly the love that Kangxi loved for her that gave her confidence.

Besides, he already has Ruoxi, and he knows everything he wants to know, so why should he sacrifice himself? From an objective and subjective point of view, he will not be hurt.

Minghui raised her eyes and happened to see Kangxi walking into the hall.

"Xuanye, you know everything?"

Kangxi nodded.

Minghui was about to cry, "Then how are you going to treat me and the baby in my belly?"

Although I said that to 555, if Kangxi wanted to do something bad to me, I would have no choice but to kill him.

Kangxi just came over and hugged Minghui, "No matter who you are, now you are my only wife."

Minghui stared at Kangxi in a daze. Although she knew of his love, she was even more surprised when she heard it with her own eyes.

I still feel moved.

Kangxi looked at Minghui in a daze. He chuckled and let go of Minghui. He walked to the desk, unfolded the paper on the desk, picked up the pen and wrote something seriously.

"I am not you, and I don't understand him. I come and go as I please, but why are you so sad or happy? Why are you talking about closeness or distance? Why did you live so busy in the past? Now, looking back, it's really boring!"

Minghui approached Kangxi, stood beside him, read it carefully, and repeated it again.

"You can come and go as you please? So, Xuanye, it seems that everything between heaven and earth is nothingness, and only you and I are real."

Minghui looked at Kangxi with burning eyes, "Are you sincere? Do you really not care about my identity?"

Kangxi also stared at Minghui. His eyes turned red as he held Minghui in his arms, refusing to let go for a long time.

"I only care about your heart, and Hui'er who took my soul away."

Life is short, I must love Huier every minute and put other things aside for now.