Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

The later Bai Ruiji is exposed in front of the emperor, the more she can control the harem.

With her around, Yanwan doesn't have to do many things herself.

She is just a lunatic.

After seeing off Concubine Mei, Yan Wan sat in front of the window in a daze, secretly expecting something in her heart.

After the eastern tour, the harem will change.

It’s time to build the stage that belongs to Wei Yanwan.

Empress Fucha was on the verge of death, and she relied on ginseng and many tonic soups to stay awake throughout the journey.

When they arrived at the Jinan Palace, the emperor issued an edict that Princess Hejing would marry far away in Khorchin, and the wedding date was set for March of the next year.

At first, she didn't want to marry Jingyuan into Mongolia. For the sake of her only daughter, she fought against the Queen Mother despite her dying body.

However, the former dynasty and the harem were too involved, and the emperor and even the Fucha clan did not want Korchin to become a faction of the empress dowager, so they could only marry her Hejing.

But what she didn't know was that the Queen Mother didn't care about power at all. She just wanted her only daughter to stay in Kyoto. As an elderly widower, she really didn't want to experience separation from her family again.

For the sake of Korchin's power and the Fucha family's glory, Empress Fucha had no choice but to agree, even though she was reluctant.

Empress Fucha was isolated and helpless, and suffered severe physical and mental damage.

"What goes around comes around... whatever evil a mother does will be punished on her child..."

Passing by the cabin, after hearing the piercing cry of "Tit for Tat", she didn't pay attention to her feet and accidentally fell into the water. It was a long time before she was rescued by the imperial guard Ling Yunche.

Unfortunately, she was already on her deathbed, and this minor cold easily took her life.

She knew her own health condition well, and before her death she advised the emperor that Hejing did not need to observe mourning, and that she could marry in Mongolia as soon as the wedding date arrived. She also recommended Concubine Chun as the next empress.

She knew that the emperor liked Ruyi, but no matter what, she didn't want Ruyi to succeed.

But who would have thought that Gao Xiyue reported all her actions to the emperor before her death.

Lying on her deathbed, listening to her husband's repeated questioning, the taut string in her heart quietly broke.

Langya had never imagined that the man beside her already knew her true identity. She had spent her entire life diligently working, fearing even the slightest misstep, but she had never expected that the man beside her already knew everything.

She could no longer deceive herself and fell on the couch, gasping for breath in despair, each breath becoming weaker and weaker.

Empress Fucha fought for her whole life, but she didn't expect to end up with such a miserable ending.

After being married for over twenty years and managing the harem for thirteen years, he ended up with three deaths and one serious injury.

She devoted her whole life to assisting the emperor, managing the harem, educating children, and disciplining concubines.

Several of her children died young, and the only remaining child had to go to Mongolia to marry a foreign princess.

Looking back on her life, Empress Fucha could no longer sit up. She was so tired that even breathing became difficult.

Empress Fucha poured all her energy into the golden cage of empresshood. She held power, yet it also held her power captive. Standing in the high position of empress, every step had to be taken with caution.

She harmed concubines and brought disaster to the royal heirs, and finally got her retribution and lost her beloved child.

She didn't know what to do and could only blame herself for doing so many bad things and finally reaping the consequences.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since the emperor called her Langya.

Yes, she is not the queen, she is Fucha Langya!

Before the talent show, she was still that innocent lady from a noble family, Fucha Langya.

When choosing a wife, she held the Ruyi that should have belonged to Ruyi, and sat in the position that should have belonged to Ruyi's wife. Even after becoming the queen, she often felt anxious, wondering if this was the rightful place for Ruyi.

Everyone said that she had snatched Ruyi's position as queen, so she couldn't sleep at night. She worried every day that someone else would snatch it away, and she was afraid that she was not doing well enough and would be criticized by her subordinates.

So she tried her best to give birth to an heir to the throne, and gave birth to Yongcong despite her poor health.

She was so scared that she had to work hard to manage the harem and tried her best to prove that she was a good queen. She even resorted to some sinister means to protect her position as queen.

But even though she sat in the queen's seat, her husband never loved her. He respected her, but he didn't love her at all.

How could she not be terrified when she had a husband who didn't love her, a group of women who coveted her position as queen, and the people of the world who were watching her every word and action?

Langya suddenly felt very tired. She had lived her whole life for the honor of the Fucha family and for her responsibilities as empress. In just a few decades, it seemed that she had never once lived for herself.

Not even a day, an hour, or even a cup of tea. Her entire life was imprisoned within the palace walls, held high up below, unable to move.

The few happy moments in her life came when she gave birth to a legitimate son and fulfilled her responsibilities as the Empress Dowager. Only then did she manage to breathe a sigh of relief.

But these are not her Langya.

For more than twenty years, she was the wife of Prince Bao and Empress Fucha, but there was never a single moment when she was Langya.

It seemed that ever since she married the emperor, she had never been herself. She lived for men and for her family, but could not live for herself.

Langya was very tired and just wanted to have a good night's sleep. It seemed that she had never had a good night's sleep since she married Hongli.

Listening to the crying sounds beside her ears, Langya gradually lost consciousness.

In the haze, she saw the children who died young, the concubines she had killed, and the people of the Fucha family who had placed high hopes on her. Then they disappeared one by one, and she slowly walked towards a beam of light.

Langya suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if the stones weighing on her disappeared instantly. She walked forward, taking long steps, ignoring all so-called etiquette, and ran with big strides...

In my next life, I don’t want to be Empress Fucha.

I only do Langya.

In the 13th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign, Empress Fucha passed away at the age of 37. She was posthumously named Empress Xiaoxian.

The entire eastern tour team returned to Beijing, and Empress Fucha was buried in the Changchun Palace.

This eastern tour lasted only half a month, but it cost her life.

Empress Fucha's funeral was grand, with all civil and military officials, princes and concubines dressed in mourning.

In order to ensure that Ruyi can successfully ascend to the throne, Hai Lan points the arrow at Concubine Chun without any regard for her relatives.

Concubine Jia instigated the rebellion openly and secretly to place Concubine Chun in a high position.

"...all the princes and princesses will be very sad that day...what your royal father needs is not a multitude of filial sons, but a prince who is not affected by sadness or joy and who has the opportunity to become the crown prince..."

She specifically told Yongqi not to cry on the palace road, so that the two princes could hear it carefully and believe it.

Concubine Jia prayed in the palace to lure Yonghuang into finding out the truth about his mother's death and to put the blame for Concubine Zhe's death on Empress Fucha.

Therefore, in the hall, everyone was mourning, but the two princes stood still.