Quick Transmigration: Start killing from The Legend of Zhen Huan!

Didn't care about the other person's expression.

Jianqiu turned around and went back to the inner hall.

Nanny Anta knew that as a servant, she could not change the Queen's mind.

I had no choice but to get up and leave Yongshou Palace.

Wait until she returns to Jingren Palace.

A person with only one breath left.

I saw Aunt Anta come in alone.

She asked, "Where are the people?"

Aunt Anta had to respond, "My lord, the Queen said she has nothing to say to you."

"Doesn't she want to see me for the last time?"

Rouze murmured to herself, “I am almost dying.

She doesn't even want to come and see me.

It shows how much she hates me!"

"..."

No one present dared to respond.

But I feel it's normal in my heart.

After all, everyone knows about this pair of sisters.

The Queen Mother was kind enough not to take her life directly.

"Where's the Emperor?"

Rouze asked again, "Your Majesty, is he unwilling to come and see me?"

Her voice grew weaker.

But it's not hard to hear the anticipation.

Aunt Anta responded again, “I would like to see the emperor.

The emperor is too busy to meet with me.

I have already mentioned this matter to Eunuch Su.

Eunuch Su promised to report this to the Emperor."

"Your Majesty, he..."

Rouze's face became increasingly gloomy, and her tone became increasingly weak, "He, he doesn't want to see me for the last time."

An inaudible sound.

Full of affirmation.

Obviously she knew it herself.

Until the end.

A bitter smile froze on her face.

……

The thirteenth year of Yongzheng’s reign.

The entire harem was peaceful and calm.

The concubines lived a peaceful life.

No one dared to stir up trouble in the harem.

The emperor was becoming more and more unwilling to enter the harem.

All the concubines no longer competed for favor.

As summer approaches.

However, the emperor loved to come to Yongshou Palace more and more.

Li Siqi, who has always been lazy, is miserable.

She didn't want to see Big Fat Orange at all.

"Master, have you forgotten that this year is the thirteenth year of Yongzheng's reign?"

Xiao Huzi had to remind her, "Don't you think about it, Big Fat Orange must be thinking about his life.

He died suddenly on August 23, the 13th year of Yongzheng's reign.

There are only a few months left.

He comes to see you every now and then, it must be for the purpose of restoring his memory in the next life."

"Big Fat Orange and the guys from the Digital Group are very greedy."

Li Siqi chuckled and said, “We don’t know where we will appear in the next plane.

They are thinking about the memories of the next life."

"Master, if the next plane is still in the Qing Dynasty."

Xiao Huzi asked with a smile, "Will the master agree to restore their memories?"

"I'm not bored."

Li Siqi rolled her eyes and said, "It's their own business if they have their own chance to awaken their memories of their past lives.

Look at Xiaoliu or Prince Yi.

We didn't intervene.

They all have their own opportunities.

As for Big Fat Orange and the digital group.

Whether they have the chance to recover their memories of this life in the next life is their own business.

If it can't be recovered.

It has nothing to do with us.

We can’t possibly interfere in their affairs at this time.”

"Master is right."

Xiao Huzi agreed, "Let it be.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether they recover their memories or not.

It has little impact on our mission.”

……

August.

Entering the eighth month of Yongzheng's reign.

Big Fat Orange became completely busy.

He knows his situation.

I don’t know if I can get through it.

The princes of the Digital Corps all knew his life span and the date of his death.

They also began to get nervous.

"Your Majesty, have you told Fourth Sister-in-law?"

The tenth elder was the most impatient and could not help asking, "Do we have a chance?"

Hear his question.

The other digital groups also showed expectant expressions.

They have long wanted to know the answer.

Unfortunately, there has been no news over the years.

"I don't know if there is a chance."

Big Fat Orange showed a helpless look, "The Queen has been unwilling to give me an answer.

She just wouldn't admit it.

What do you want me to do?"

"Honghui, what about you?"

Lao Jiu turned his gaze to Hong Hui, "Can't you ask your mother again?"

"Even if I ask, the Empress won't tell me."

Honghui shrugged his shoulders and said, "The Empress Dowager just said, let it be.

We are destined to continue being mother and son.

If it's not meant to be, don't force it.

This is what the Empress Dowager told me."

"It seems that the fourth brother's wife will not tell the truth."

Prince Li shook his head slightly, "But she is right.

Fate is important.

Of course, the guesses of Thirteenth Brother and Honghui should be the main reasons.

We have done our best in this life.

For the country and the people, I hope to change the humiliation of future generations."

"While we still have life left."

The eldest brother took over the topic, “Let’s fight until the last moment.

Let’s see if I can awaken my memory earlier in the next life.

There are too many people and things that I want to change.

I don’t want to leave so many regrets.”

Hearing what he said.

The princes of the Digital Group nodded one after another.

Obviously they were planning the same thing.

Although I am somewhat unwilling to not get a definite answer.

However, the experiences of Honghui and Lao Shisan also gave them some confidence.

I didn't continue to ask Big Fat Orange about this issue.

In fact, Big Fat Orange had given up asking questions long ago.

Now he wanted to know whether he could survive the fatal disaster on August 23rd, the 13th year of Yongzheng's reign.

As the days approach.

The princes of the Digital Corps began to worry.

They have almost all survived the catastrophe and are waiting to die in peace.

But the emperor is different.

The emperor is the person least likely to change his fate.

Everything about him is predetermined.

So the princes of the Digital Group began to worry.

Until August 21st.

The big fat orange still looks energetic.

Everyone hoped that he could also survive this disaster.

The next day.

The fat orange who just got up seems to be in high spirits.

He almost fell directly onto the dragon couch.

Su Peisheng was shocked by the response.

Big Fat Orange had a premonition instantly.

He might not be able to survive this disaster.

As expected.

The energy and spirit in his body disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

The whole person began to look old.

The digital group that came over was shocked.

"After Honghui took over."

Although Big Fat Orange was unwilling to give in.

He was well prepared and had no complaints.

He directly told his brothers: “Please support him.

Work hard to change the destiny of our Qing Dynasty.

I hope we can continue to meet in the next life."

This request naturally received their support.

I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Fifty-seven years old is not really considered a long life.

Spent a day with Big Fat Orange.

Tomorrow is the 23rd.

Everyone knows his deadline.

I can only respond with silence.

the next day.

Li Siqi was invited over first.

"My concubine pays your respects to the Emperor."

Seeing the fat orange man who looked much older, she had to start performing, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?

Please don't scare me, okay?"