Prince Rui, don't spoil your adopted daughter too much: she will eventually get married

Red flames, suffocatingly hot air, scorching heat, and souls burning in the flames everywhere.

The wailing sound resounded throughout the world.

My whole body was surrounded by flames, and the burning pain was suffocating.

There were constant sounds ringing in my ears.

"To wreak havoc in the palace, to murder the prince, to poison the concubine, to wantonly slaughter court officials, and to force the emperor to abdicate, are truly heinous crimes!"

"Immediately send him to the eighteen levels of hell, where he will be burned in flames for eternity."

The scene changes to her days on earth.

Her own son pointed a sword at him and cursed: "Poisonous woman, you killed my lover, concubines and princes, and even poisoned my father. You want to overthrow the country, you are not worthy to be my mother."

Looking back on her ridiculous life, she had used every possible means and scheme just to help him ascend the throne, but her beloved son killed her the day before he ascended the throne.

It is euphemistically called eliminating harm for the country.

But she had done too many bad things, and after her death she was thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, where only endless torture awaited her.

Although ghosts' faces were paler, Zhai Yun was already disheartened at this moment, even though she was constantly being burned by the raging fire.

She seemed to have become numb and could not feel any pain.

The world is so unfair.

She has been an orphan since childhood. She doesn't know where she came from or where she is going. She just wants to survive and have a hot meal.

Is this also wrong?

A ray of white light slid down from the horizon, and the dazzling white light made Zhai Yun unable to open her eyes due to the pain.

The white light could be vaguely seen turning into a figure and stopping in front of Zhai Yun.

The white figure was shining with light, and my stinging eyes could not bear to look directly at it.

Only one voice, as beautiful as a dream, sighed: "It's my fault that it's too late."

It was a light and airy sentence, like the sound of nature, like flowing sweet spring water, but I didn't know who it was directed to.

The voice floated into Zhai Yun's ears like a dream.

"Now the Fengli Kingdom has encountered a great disaster. Prince Rui Feng Chenyi has led his troops in rebellion and massacred the entire imperial capital.

I have pleaded with the King of Hell. If you can change his fate, yours will also change. You will no longer have to suffer here."

At the end, Zhai Yun heard him say something without beginning or ending: "I will also restore all your memories."

Zhai Yun's stinging eyes had not yet adapted to the white light in front of her eyes. She could not see the person in front of her, and the white light in front of her eyes became stronger and stronger.

The wailing sounds of many ghosts in my ears became less and less real as the white light gradually grew brighter.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and the body went from being numb and feelingless to feeling floating and cold to the bone.

My mouth and nasal cavity feel inexplicably swollen and uncomfortable.

Zhai Yun suddenly opened her eyes and vaguely saw herself soaking in the water. There were several children standing on the shore, and judging from their clothes, they were not ordinary people.

They laughed at Zhai Yun who was struggling in the water and kept throwing fish food into the water.

The boy in the middle, wearing a golden crown, was the happiest smileer, muttering, "Don't you want to eat? Here it is, why don't you eat it quickly?"

Perhaps because she had stayed in the Eighteen Levels of Hell for too long, Zhai Yun's mind was blank at this moment.

My body was floating up and down, and I still hadn't fully understood whether what was happening at the moment was real or an illusion.

He was just floundering in the water instinctively out of the will to survive.

It was not until she choked deeply on the water and the feeling of suffocation severely stimulated her brain that Zhai Yun slowly remembered that this was the scene when she had just entered the palace. She was only seven years old at that time.

The one in the lead was the third prince, and beside him were his eunuchs and cousins ​​from his mother's family.

They are all about the same age as her.

The reason why she was in the water was because she was caught stealing food in the imperial kitchen. When she was being escorted to the Queen's Palace, she met them playing in the imperial garden.

The third prince took advantage of his favored status and brought Zhai Yun here.

When Zhai Yun wasn't paying attention, he kicked her into the water, fed her fish food, and ordered her to swim like a fish and eat the food.

They also threatened her that if she didn't eat the food, she wouldn't be able to take it back.

Handfuls of fish food flew towards her, and the tiny particles pressed heavily on Zhai Yun's face and head.

The long-lost feeling of pain made Zhai Yun realize that she was reborn.

She carefully identified the Third Prince Feng Chenmu on the shore and the two cousins ​​from his mother's family beside him.

Su Zining and Su Zilong.

One is the son of Su Beihu, the chief palace guard, and the other is the son of Su Beiqian, the junior minister of the Dali Temple.

Perhaps because she had committed too many murders in her previous life, once Zhai Yun had the intention to kill, her eyes became extremely terrifying.

Seeing the originally cowardly Zhai Yun suddenly reveal murderous intent, the four people on the shore were so frightened that they stood there in a daze.

Zhai Yun knew very well that in this deep palace, power was everything. She was just a child now, without power or influence, so she still needed to restrain herself.

Moreover, in her previous life, Zhai Yun never fought back when beaten, never responded when scolded, and she would just avoid everyone she saw.

Too much change might cause trouble.

Zhai Yun lowered her brows and suppressed her murderous intent. She absolutely could not confront them openly. She would bear the loss today.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to glare at Feng Chenmu like this. Feng Chenmu came to his senses and was extremely angry.

He instigated a few people to pick up the long wooden sticks nearby and hit Zhai Yun in the water. The sticks hit Zhai Yun on the head and shoulders again and again.

Zhai Yun frowned in pain.

Zhai Yun instinctively raised her arms to protect her face and head.

The murderous intent in the eyes under his arm grew stronger and stronger.

The years in the Eighteen Levels of Hell did not reduce her hatred for this cannibalistic palace in the slightest.

Feng Chenmu relied on the fact that his mother was deeply favored by the emperor and acted arrogantly in the palace. Whenever he had time, he would come to find trouble with her and make fun of her.

In her previous life, Zhai Yun was bullied by them since she was a child.

But the current Zhai Yun is no longer the same Zhai Yun as before.

After all, she had used her own means to fight her way out of the palace, and the entire palace was once in her pocket.

How could I allow him to bully me again?

A dull blow hit Zhai Yun's head squarely, and her head was buzzing. She didn't expect that she was distracted for a moment and was hit on the head.

Judging from the pain, her head was probably disfigured.

Zhai Yun's hands could no longer protect her head, and sticks were hitting her face.

First, she was hit on the left cheek with a stick, and Zhai Yun grimaced in pain.

The group of people above were even more proud when they saw her painful expression, and they all laughed heartily.

He gathered all his strength and hit Zhai Yun in the face with the stick.

"Stop it, little brat." Zhai Yun roared while waving his hands to block the stick.

If it were in the past, if Zhai Yun was so angry and yelled, the entire palace would be scared to death.

But now, the seven-year-old's body is thin and weak, and he has been eating one meal and starving the next. He has long lost his strength and momentum.

Not only did it fail to scare the people on the shore, it made them even more angry.

Unable to block it with his hands, the stick still hit Zhai Yun's face one after another.