The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

The night was as dark as ink, enveloping the dilapidated palace.

The howling wind rushed in through the gap in the collapsed palace wall, making the candlelight in the corner flicker desperately.

The tiny flame flickered, illuminating the face of a disheveled woman in the corner.

"Why? Why did I end up like this?" Su Rongrong murmured to herself, her voice echoing in the empty palace, filled with endless desolation.

Once, she was the Crown Princess, showered with love and affection, adorned in magnificent robes and surrounded by jewels.

But now, it's all for naught.

What she painstakingly fought for was this cold, desolate palace.

Thinking back to her past glory, Su Rongrong felt increasingly ironic.

She abandoned Xiao Ji and turned to Xiao Yin.

But what did she gain in return?

"Your Highness, please rest. If you continue to strain yourself like this, your health will suffer." The personal maid beside her, her eyes reddening, advised her with concern.

She had followed Su Rongrong for many years and witnessed her master's glory and downfall. At this moment, she was filled with helplessness and bitterness.

Su Rongrong gave a bitter smile and slowly shook her head: "Zhixin, what can I hope for? This cold palace is my burial place."

She looked out the window at the night sky, fragmented by the palace walls, and chuckled.

Ever since she was banished to the Cold Palace, the people in the Imperial Household Department have treated her like a human being.

Food was scarce, and the supply of charcoal for heating was often insufficient.

Su Rongrong was filled with resentment. She resented herself for being greedy for power and wealth, which led to this tragic end.

She hated Xiao Yin for being cold-blooded and ruthless, disregarding their marital bond, and banishing her to the cold palace.

The past events flashed before her eyes like a fleeting glimpse.

But she realized that what she missed most at that moment was Xiao Ji.

Unfortunately, this man never truly belonged to her.

Her life was truly miserable.

No man ever truly loved her, haha.

Footsteps sounded outside the palace, and Zhixin's expression immediately became alert: "Your Highness, someone is coming."

Su Rongrong wasn't afraid at all: "The people who come are just here to kill me. Who else could it be but that bitch Xiao Ling?"

Zhi Xin peeked outside and saw the Crown Prince, dressed in a black cloak, appearing outside the palace.

"Your Highness, it's His Highness the Crown Prince!" Zhixin's voice trembled with excitement. "It must be the Crown Prince who came to take Your Highness out."

Su Rongrong frowned slightly, her face full of confusion: "What's he doing here?"

Before she could figure it out, the door creaked open slowly.

Several eunuchs stood respectfully on both sides, raising clouds of dust that swirled and filling the air with a pungent, earthy smell.

Xiao Yin stepped into the hall, his eyes showing disdain.

He looked around and saw that the room was in a state of disrepair, messy and extremely dirty.

The roof was covered with cobwebs, and even the windows were so dilapidated that they let in drafts from all sides, making the place even colder.

The room was extremely dark; as soon as Xiao Yin stepped inside, he felt as if he were surrounded by darkness.

He subconsciously squinted, trying to adjust to the dim environment. After a while, his vision gradually cleared, and he saw two figures huddled in the corner.

The two women's hair was disheveled like withered grass, draped over their shoulders. Coupled with their dull and lifeless faces, at first glance, they truly looked like female ghosts who had emerged from the darkness.

Her clothes were tattered and torn, with pieces of fabric scattered everywhere. They had long lost their original style, and only the original color could be vaguely discerned.

They huddled in the corner, their eyes vacant and blank, staring straight at Xiao Yin.

That gaze held a mixture of numbness and fear.

Xiao Yin couldn't tell which one was Su Rongrong for a moment, until he slowly approached. The two of them seemed to be startled and stood up shakily.

Only then did he finally see clearly.

Su Rongrong was tall and slender, but now she was so thin that she was unrecognizable. The loose dresses she wore hung loosely on her body, making her look even more frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Her cheeks were sunken, her cheekbones were slightly protruding, and her once bright eyes had lost their luster, leaving only emptiness and numbness.

Upon seeing Su Rongrong in this state, Xiao Yin couldn't help but gasp.

He couldn't believe that Su Rongrong, who was once so beautiful and talented, had fallen to such a state.

This pitiful appearance is a stark contrast to her former stunning beauty.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and tried to calm himself down.

Stepping forward, Xiao Yin asked in a stern voice, "Crown Princess, do you know your mistake?"

Su Rongrong raised her eyes and looked quietly at the man in front of her, her heart filled with mockery.

Having endured so much hardship and despair, she had long lost the will to live and her heart was ashen.

Upon hearing Xiao Yin's question, she actually laughed out loud, a laugh filled with mockery and sorrow: "What if you know you're wrong, and what if you don't?"

In her view, everything had lost its meaning.

One's fate has already been decided, and whatever the answer may be, it cannot change the inevitable outcome.

Rather than living such a shameless and undignified life, it would be better to die, which would be a clean and quick end.

only……

A trace of undisguised sadness flashed across Su Rongrong's eyes, and subconsciously, her hand slowly moved towards her lower abdomen.

There, a little life is quietly being conceived and growing.

When Su Rongrong first learned that she was pregnant, she was really excited for quite some time.

If she wanted, she could regain her former status and prestige with this child.

But now, time has passed, and her heart has long since turned to ashes.

Even if we regain our glory, what then?

They will continue to be deeply mired in this endless power struggle, relentlessly swallowed by the vortex of power and desire.

Moreover, she harbored intense hatred deep within her heart.

She wanted to take revenge on Xiao Yin and make this man regret his actions for the rest of his life.

He doesn't deserve to have children.

How can a crown prince without offspring ascend to the throne?

She was more eager to see Xiao Yin's expression after he found out she was pregnant.

"You really are stubborn." Xiao Yin thought that Su Rongrong would beg for mercy, cry her heart out, and beg for his forgiveness after seeing him.

Unexpectedly, she showed a mocking expression.

His expression was as if he were looking at a clown.

Xiao Yin took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth, "Tell me, do you still have feelings for Xiao Ji?"

He practically roared the question out.

Meeting his crazed gaze, Su Rongrong softly uttered a single word: "Yes, I love Xiao Ji, I will love him even until death."

"You lied to me! You lied to me!" Xiao Yin broke down, his eyes red as he looked at Su Rongrong and backed away step by step.

His face was filled with disbelief.

From a young age, Xiao Ji was stronger than him.

Therefore, he would snatch whatever Xiao Ji had.

He wanted to seize everything that belonged to Xiao Ji.

Power, status, and women.

He hadn't initially paid much attention to Su Rongrong, but only he knew that he liked her.

Even though there were other women in his life, Su Rongrong was still the only one in his heart.

But what about her?