After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Jiang Xue Ning's face felt a little hot, and she stood under the plum tree to get rid of the alcohol.

Qing He whispered, "Princess, the Ninth Princess is here."

It really is a ghost that lingers around. Jiang Xue Ning frowned and turned back, watching her floating towards her with her feet supported.

"Meet the Ninth Princess."

Helian Qing did not embarrass her with any sweet words today, but stood side by side with her to appreciate the plum blossoms.

"If nothing unexpected happened, we should have gotten married on the same day and had a double celebration of happiness."

Jiang Xue Ning said calmly, "The princess' wedding will be grand and lively, with a ten-mile long red dress that will make others envious."

Helian Qing suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were very complicated, and after a while he said, "The King of Wei wants to marry me, and he definitely has bad intentions."

She lowered her eyes and didn't respond, looking quite indifferent.

Helian Qing reached out and plucked a red plum blossom, handed it to her, and suddenly said, "If I die, the murderer is Xiao Linfeng."

After saying that, he turned and left, as if he was just telling her simply.

Jiang Xue Ning glanced at the red plum in her hand and said to her back, "Why do you suddenly say this to me?"

Helian Qing stopped and looked back, a hint of sadness in his eyes, "Because I have no one to talk to."

"You can tell the Queen Mother or the Emperor, and they will make the decision for you."

Although she has a bit more drama, as a princess who grew up in the palace, she is definitely smart and sensitive to certain privacy issues.

Jiang Xue Ning didn't think that she would say such things for no reason.

"I've said it all, but unfortunately no one believed me. They all said I was overthinking it." Helian Qing said self-deprecatingly, "Even if it's true, it doesn't matter to them. They just want to marry me off."

On a darker note, if she really died in the Xiao family, it would give the emperor an opportunity to take action against the Xiao family and deal with them.

Her life or death is not important, and they don’t care. Talking about family affection in the royal family is the biggest joke.

Jiang Xuening raised her eyebrows slightly, "I thought the Ninth Princess hated me, and she actually told me such a confidential matter related to life and death."

"Oh, I hate you. I hate you for showing up and snatching what I had planned for a long time." Helian Qing sneered and stopped pretending. "You came back for revenge, right? The Sheng family's successive incidents are closely related to you."

As a princess who grew up in the palace, she actually saw through some of the tricks used in the harem.

"You and the Xiao family will clash sooner or later. Just think of this as me giving you a handle on Xiao Linfeng."

If the nightmare really came true, she didn't know and didn't care whether the emperor would avenge her. After all, from the moment she married Xiao Linfeng, the royal family had already pushed her out as a sacrifice.

She actually hoped that the woman in front of her could severely punish Xiao Linfeng.

Jiang Xue Ning's expression was subtle, "I didn't expect that the princess thinks highly of me."

Helian Qing raised his chin and said, "Although I don't like you, it doesn't stop me from admitting that you are amazing. I am not one of those arrogant men who look down on women."

A man who looks down on women will sooner or later suffer big consequences at the hands of women.

After saying this, Helian Qing walked away, as if he had really come here just to tell her this.

Qing He sighed, "It turns out that even a princess of the royal family, who is so precious, can't live like herself."

Jiang Xue Ning sneered, "That's because the emperor is incompetent, so he always likes to sacrifice women in exchange for benefits."

If he likes to achieve his own interests by sacrificing the princess through marriage, why doesn't he do it himself?

A grand banquet was held in the Plum Garden in the evening. Jiang Xue Ning sat alone at a table, eating and drinking casually.

However, Helian Qing sat in a prominent position, drinking one cup after another, with no trace of joy on his face about getting married.

When the banquet was over, Xiao Linfeng stood under a lantern, with black hair and dark clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he looked dignified and intimidating.

Looking at Helian Qing, who was slightly drunk and was helped out, he smiled slightly and the ice on his face melted instantly, "Qingqing, I'll take you back to the palace."

He took Helian Qing's hand, helped her into the carriage, and lowered the curtain for her, looking gentle and affectionate.

Jiang Xue Ning heard it with her own ears, and the noble ladies around her started talking about it.

"So this is what the King of Wei looks like when he's gentle. It's really intoxicating."

"The princess is so lucky, she and the king of Wei are a perfect match."

"The King of Wei is good-looking, has a good family background, and is quite talented..."

Jiang Xue Ning narrowed her eyes. Something abnormal must be a demon. She suddenly felt that He Lian Qing's words were more credible.

Before killing a person, being gentle and affectionate to her, and when this person is about to become your wife, is the most deceptive.

But why did Xiao Linfeng want to kill the Ninth Princess?

Apart from the fact that it was easy for Helian Xuan to find evidence against him, the motive was not very clear.

And Helian Qing, who was the envy of everyone in the carriage for having chosen a good prince consort, sobered up completely the moment Xiao Linfeng held her wrist.

She did not feel touched, but felt a chill in her heart, as if she was entangled by a cold poisonous snake.

Fortunately, due to etiquette, Xiao Linfeng could only ride a horse outside and follow the carriage. If she sat in the carriage together, she felt like she would suffocate immediately.

After an agonizing journey, the carriage stopped at the palace gate.

Xiao Linfeng dismounted and approached the carriage. He lifted the curtain and looked gentle, but the coldness in his eyes was not concealed.

"The wedding is approaching, and the princess is not in good health. She should not attend today's winter banquet."

Logically, she should not have attended and should have stayed in the palace to prepare for her marriage. She specifically asked the Queen Mother for help, and because it was held by the eldest princess, it would not be out of line for her to attend, so the Queen Mother agreed.

She said coldly and firmly, "It's none of your business what this princess wants to do."

She tried her best to maintain the pride that a princess should have. Xiao Linfeng just chuckled and lifted her hair with his fingertips. "I am looking forward to this wedding. Princess, please don't let me down."

He wrapped his fingertips around the hair and pulled hard, instantly pulling out a large lock of Helian Qing's hair, then lowered the curtain and rode away.

Helian Qing gasped in pain, holding the place where his hair was pulled out, and it took him a long time to recover.

Han Xiangqi's eyes turned red, "The King of Wei is too much. How could she treat you like this!"

Helian Qing rubbed his bleeding scalp and said, "This is his true face. All his gentleness and affection are fake."

The thought of marrying such a man and sharing his bed with him sent a chill down her spine.

After returning to the palace, she lay exhausted on the bed and finally fell asleep, but was awakened from a bloody nightmare in the middle of the night.

"don't want…"

The palace maid who was on guard was instantly alarmed, and soon the lights in the palace came on. She leaned against the corner of the bed in despair, unable to extricate herself from the nightmare.

She clenched her palms, watching the long dark night, and her heart gradually became desolate...

Who will save her?

No one could save her, after all, she was a chess piece pushed forward by the emperor.