The Destiny of Going to Hell

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. The empress dowager could die, but she could not die after his visit, nor in front of him, and she could not damage his reputation as an emperor in this way.

Zhuxi was given poisoned wine and accompanied the Queen Mother to the underworld. Yinzhen wiped the blood off his face and calmly ordered to clear out all the people in Shoukang Palace.

Yinzhen staggered towards Yonghe Palace. He saw Mei'er putting on makeup in front of the mirror. He quickly stepped forward and hugged Shen Meiyu from behind.

He seemed a little sad, exuding the aura of a confused little beast, and his big hands pinched Shen Meizhuang's waist so hard that it hurt. Shen Meizhuang frowned uncomfortably, "What's wrong, Zhenlang?"

Yinzhen said in a low voice, "Just let me hug you, Mei'er."

Through the bronze mirror, Shen Meizhuang saw a tear fall from the corner of Yinzhen's eye, just one drop, and then it all froze. It seemed that the fragility was just an illusion.

Yinzhen was very sad. As a child, he was tossed between his adoptive mother and his mother, and failed to receive maternal love from either side.

He couldn't understand why he could never get love and sympathy?

The Emperor, the Noble Mother, and the Mother, parental love has never been poured into him. The Ninth Brother, the Tenth Brother, and the Fourteenth Brother, brotherly love has never been related to him. Wanwan, Yixiu, and Shilan, the love between husband and wife is mostly speculation, calculation, and embarrassment.

He is an emperor! He is an emperor, he owns all the precious things in the world, why is he still unhappy? Why?

Shen Meizhuang let Yinzhen hold her, humming the song she sang for Hongxi, "The moon is crescent, the stars are shining, I am so happy in your arms, oh mother, oh father, please don't make it difficult for me when I am depressed..."

The gentle voice gradually warmed Yinzhen's frozen heart. It doesn't matter, Yinzhen. At least you still have Mei'er.

Slowly, Yinzhen fell asleep to the singing, and Shen Meizhuang asked someone to carry him to the bed.

I felt a little disgusted in my heart that my mother's death was kept secret and the emperors were indeed cold-hearted.

Gyeongin Palace

Yixiu looked at the reward that the Queen Mother had once given her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Once upon a time, she also felt that her aunt loved her. No matter how she tried to please her stepmother in the mansion, she remained unmoved. Only her stepmother would occasionally give her some clothes and jewelry, and would take her to the palace to meet her aunt.

Although Dijie said that she didn't like those things, in fact, they were the best. When she put them on, she found that the sizes of the clothes were just right.

Who would give someone something they don't like but in someone else's size?

In her heart, she felt that her elder sister was looking down on her and giving her charity, but she had to admit that she had cared about her elder sister.

The happiest time for her was when she came to the palace with her elder sister to pay respects to her aunt. Listening to her elder sister and aunt acting coquettishly and looking at the satisfied look in her aunt's eyes when she looked at her, she felt confident and satisfied.

My aunt was satisfied with herself and felt that she was steady and qualified to become a concubine to help ease the relationship between my aunt and the Fourth Prince.

When she entered the mansion, she was doted on by the Fourth Master and even made that promise. She thought that her happiness in this life had come. When she was a child, she had to please and be humbled because of her status as a concubine. Finally, her child would not have to experience it again...

Unfortunately, everything has changed.

Yixiu recalled her aunt's compassionate eyes, her elder sister's shocked eyes, her elder sister's last words before her death to make her her legal wife, and her aunt's painstaking advice but helplessness in helping her clean up the mess time and time again.

Apart from family, isn't there a little bit of concern for Yixiu?

Yixiu thought, yes, but unfortunately family is more important. In the eyes of her elder sister and aunt, family is more important than anything else.

So even though the eldest sister was not very happy, she had to pretend to be happy, and even though the aunt was unwilling, she had to plot against the eldest sister.

Ha, how ironic! Do we have to give everything for those cowards who are unwilling to work hard and only want to sacrifice their women?

Yixiu's face was gloomy. Yinzhen was no different from the men of the Ulanara clan. He climbed to the throne with the help of his aunt, but he was unwilling to recall his fourteenth brother even after his aunt died.

In the final analysis, as long as it touches men's interests, women can only crawl on the ground...

Yixiu smiled. Her ability was limited and she couldn't do much. She just hoped that the plan would go smoothly. If not, it would be nice for the whole family to be buried together, wouldn't it?