I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

The hall was cold and damp, and there were mold spots on the gray curtains. She heard the sizzling sound of the fire, looked up and saw paper dust floating in the air, her watery eyes were trembling and bleeding, and her heart seemed to be pulled into hell. I felt the burning pain of being destroyed in a sea of ​​​​fire in my previous life, my throat tightened, and I closed my eyes in fear.

After taking a deep breath to get enough air and getting rid of distracting thoughts, his little face regained a trace of color. He opened his eyes in shock and walked towards the scarlet firelight behind the partition.

At a glance, Chu Xiaoxiao was wearing jute clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed with disheveled hair, throwing paper money into the brazier, her eyes were dull and stained with tears, and she couldn't see the shadow of Fengyi in the past, as if A piece of slowly melting ice floe on the water has no strength to support and is unstable.

The temperature of the brazier was very hot. Jin Ling took half a step back. Resisting the fear of fire, he picked up a few pieces of paper money and threw them into it to cover the fierce flames. Thick smoke filled the air, and large swaths of black ash swirled into the air.

Chu Xiaoxiao threw away the last piece of paper money in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at Jin Ling sinisterly, her eyes were filled with gray light, and they were instantly bloodshot. Her strong tone was enough to break Jin Ling into pieces, "I am forbidden to stay in the cold palace. You still dare to come here by yourself, it’s you bitch who got Ling Hui killed!”

Chu Xiaoxiao slapped her wildly and pushed her down.

The flame in the basin was faint, and sparks exploded, igniting the paper money on the ground, floating strangely to the side of Jin Ling's skirt, and burning into ashes.

Chu Xiaoxiao stood up, bowed her shoulders, pointed a finger at her, her spirit completely shattered, her face was ferocious and crazy, "You disturbed Ling Hui's soul, I want to avenge her."

She grabbed a pair of scissors from the cabinet and stabbed the golden bell fiercely.

"Mother, it was Xiao Qiqi who killed the second princess."

She let go in despair, and the scissors were inserted directly at Jin Ling's feet. She grabbed her hair, fell to the ground and broke down crying. She shouted miserably at the four walls: "Ling Hui, the mother-in-law is wrong. She shouldn't only think about begging." I'm a boy and I've neglected you, Ling Hui, when you come back, my mother-in-law will make tiger-head shoes for you."

Jin Ling's eyes were cold as she walked up to Chu Xiaoxiao and took out something from the sachet.

Chu Xiaoxiao snatched it up and said, "This is Ling Hui's favorite phoenix hairpin. She wears it very beautifully." She said sadly, tears filling the golden hairpin.

Jin Ling's eyes were dark, and her voice was full of sadness, "The pearl was originally dazzling, but Xiao Qiqi was jealous of the second princess's glory, so he cruelly drove the pearl into the second princess's throat."

Every tear left by Chu Xiaoxiao seemed to be condensed with deep hatred. Her eyes were so red that her fingers scraped out a few strands on the floor. Her voice was trembling with such cruelty, "Xiao Qiqi, as long as I am Even if you are not dead, one day your life will be worse than death, your bones will be torn apart and your muscles will be cramped, and your flesh and blood will be used to pay homage to Ling Hui."

Jin Ling calmly took out the food from the box and placed it on the table. Her voice was soft and tempting, "Mother, my sorrow is very harmful to my health. Eat something first. The second princess died unjustly and is still waiting for you to avenge her." .”

Chu Xiaoxiao's blood-dark eyes stared at her sharply, "You are Xiao Qiqi's slave, why do you want to get close to me?"

Jin Ling placed her chopsticks calmly and spoke slowly in a delicate voice, "Because the slave and the empress are the same people. They both have grudges against Xiao Qiqi. The empress is in a difficult situation now, and the slave is willing to help the empress get revenge."

She sat on her knees, picked up the porridge with both hands, and handed it to Chu Xiaoxiao respectfully, her eyes watery and humble.

Xiao Linghui is dead, and his era has just begun. Soon he will be able to stand on the Nine Layers Palace openly and compete with Xiao Qiqi.