The Destiny of Going to Hell

The full moon banquet for Hongxi and Yongan was very grand. Shen Meizhuang, who was still in confinement after giving birth, was unable to attend, but that did not affect her good mood.

The queen at the banquet put on a mask of dignity and virtue, but in her heart she was secretly delighted, waiting for the show to begin.

Yonghe Palace

Shen Meizhuang's eyes were fierce. The Queen was really calculating. She actually attacked the Queen Mother and Hongli at the same time. On the one hand, she was preparing to get rid of the huge rock that was blocking her way, and on the other hand, she wanted the twins to bear the label of unlucky marriage.

She even threw away the Queen Mother’s amulet. I don’t know if she has achieved anything, but she will not let her be proud no matter what.

Shen Meizhuang stopped the person who was about to do it. Hongli and the Queen Mother could die, but not now. No one could mess up her children's wedding day.

After letting 555 drop headache pills and nightmare pills to the queen from a distance, Shen Meizhuang fell asleep.

Since I always have headaches, I might as well be in so much pain that I can't do anything.

Yi Zheng was just wondering why there was no news yet, when she felt a sky-shattering pain. Her head felt like it was about to explode, and the pain made her eyes bloodshot.

When everyone saw the queen's suddenly ferocious face, all kinds of speculations came to their minds. It seemed that the queen did not like the twins and wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Yinzhen also saw the changes in the queen and felt that she was becoming more and more unrestrained. If she was like this in front of him, how would she be in private?

The Queen is really going backwards as she gets older.

The queen was in so much pain that she immediately took her leave. She didn't care whether others thought she was not giving face to the emperor. The emperor had never given her face anyway.

The queen wailed in pain when she returned to Jingren Palace, rolling around on the bed in a state of disgrace. Jianqiu was deeply distressed and quickly sent Huichun to the Imperial Hospital to look for the imperial physician.

Yinzhen frowned when he received the news. This Yixiu was fine just now, but suddenly her face turned black and she even asked for the imperial physician. She was probably trying to disrupt the full moon banquet of Hongxi and Yongan.

On the day of the twins' full month, the stepmother fell ill and asked the imperial physician for help? Is this reasonable?

It was amazing that Yixiu could come up with such a mean and crude method. Twins are auspicious. If twins carry a stigma, how can he, as a father, have a good reputation?

Yinzhen couldn't bear it any longer, so he simply told the people from the Imperial Hospital not to go to the Queen's Palace.

He also sent guards to block the door, not wanting Yixiu to come out and ruin his good mood. Since she likes to play these little tricks, let her perform a one-man show in Jingren Palace.

Yixiu was in so much pain that her face turned pale, sweat dripped like rain, and there seemed to be bloodshot in her eyes. Jianqiu, who had been waiting for Huichun for a long time, found that not only did the imperial physician not come, but there were even guards guarding the palace gate.

After hearing Jianqiu's words, Yixiu, who was already having a headache, suddenly had an even worse headache.

She seemed to have returned to that rainy night. She held Honghui's small body and kowtowed in the rain, begging for mercy and praying to the gods and Buddhas.

Unfortunately, the gate of the courtyard was not open, and Jianqiu, who had finally escaped and ran to the front yard, was unable to call the court doctor.

She could only watch Honghui slowly die, feeling his hot body gradually warm up and then become cold bit by bit.

Yixiu threw all the pillows and quilts on the ground. The pain in her body and the anger in her heart kept intertwining. She had lost all her rationality. She stood up and smashed everything she could see.

Like a tyrannical female beast, she smashed everything crazily, trying to vent the pain in her heart, "Yinzhen! Rouze! Kill you! Kill you all!"

Jianqiu cooked the soothing soup and went into the house to see Yixiu kneeling in a pile of debris, his hands covered in blood, and he kept growling, "Kill you! Kill you!"

Jianqiu quickly closed the door and helped Yixiu lie down, "Your Majesty, take some calming soup and you'll be fine once you fall asleep." Yixiu kept repeating the words "kill you."

Jianqiu was crying as she fed Yixiu medicine, "Okay, kill them. I will help you kill them."

Jianqiu watched Yixiu gradually fall asleep peacefully, so she tidied the room and sat on the couch to watch over her master.

The master was restless in his sleep, his hands and feet moved around, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes to his temples.

She whispered, "Honghui, don't leave mother alone... Kill you, Rouze, Yinzhen... Kill you all..."

Jianqiu, who was sitting on the footstool, felt as if struck by thunder. She thought her master wanted to kill the women in the harem by killing them, but she didn't expect that her master wanted to kill the emperor.

Jianqiu, in a trance, was thinking about the time when she was in the palace, the emperor was happy that his wife was pregnant, and he totally ignored the pain of his master who had just lost Prince Honghui.

Thinking about how the master, who was obviously the Empress, had lived cautiously and fearfully all these years, not daring to make a single mistake...

Jianqiu looked at her master's sleeping face and silently made up her mind. As long as her master wanted, she would do it.