After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

In the Shoukang Palace, a cold wind blew through the hall, carrying with it endless sadness and despair. Concubine Shu, the once glorious concubine, now stood in the middle of the empty hall, with a mixture of madness and despair in her eyes.

"Future?" she murmured, her voice hoarse and trembling. "What future do I have? Now I am alone and have nothing. Do you think I will still be afraid of you?" Her eyes were wide open, and she stared fiercely at the queen mother sitting on the throne, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

The Queen Mother's heart trembled, and the chill ran straight up from her spine to her heart. She tried to remain calm, but her voice trembled involuntarily: "What do you want to do?"

Concubine Shu raised her lips in a cold smile, which was full of ridicule and disdain. "What? Are you scared? Are you afraid of me?" She asked contemptuously.

The Queen Mother took a deep breath and tried to look calm and composed. "How could I be afraid of you?" She answered coldly, but a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Concubine Shu seemed to be angered by this sentence. She stood up suddenly and stared at the Queen Mother with a sharp gaze. The next second, she turned and walked towards the pillar outside the palace, each step was firm and resolute.

The Queen Mother was horrified when she saw this. She shouted, "Stop her!" Her voice was filled with fear and anxiety.

"Yes!" Several palace maids heard the voice and rushed forward to stop Concubine Shu. But Concubine Shu seemed to have turned into a tiger in the wind. She pushed everyone away and rushed towards the pillar like the wind.

"Bang!" A loud noise echoed in the empty hall. Concubine Shu hit the pillar hard, and blood gushed out instantly. She fell to the ground, her face as pale as paper, but her eyes were still stubborn and firm.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change, and there was a dead silence in the hall. The Queen Mother sat slumped on the throne, her face as pale as a ghost, her eyes full of disbelief and fear. Concubine Shu lay in a pool of blood, staring coldly at the palace that once made her glorious but now made her extremely desperate with her eyes that had lost focus.

Outside, the snow was still falling. The snowflakes were like white elves, lightly falling in the silent palace. Concubine Shu lay quietly on the ground, the snowflakes gently covering her body, as if she was covered with a layer of white clothes. She smiled and closed her eyes, as if at this moment, all the pain and struggle were relieved.

The palace maids were so frightened by the scene that they dared not step forward. Only Yu Mama, the old maid who had experienced countless palace ups and downs, helped the queen mother to slowly walk out of the main hall. The queen mother staggered a little, as if she was shocked by the scene before her. Yu Mama quickly steadied her body and whispered, "Queen Mother, be careful."

The Queen Mother looked at the heavy snow, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner turmoil. She spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice: "I wanted to enjoy the snow, but I couldn't do it."

After hearing what the Queen Mother said, Yu Ma immediately understood what she meant. She turned around and told the maids and eunuchs around her, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and carry the man away and throw him into the mass grave."

Several young eunuchs immediately stepped forward and carefully lifted up the body of Concubine Shu, preparing to send it to that desolate place. The palace maids were so frightened when they saw this that they lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Yu Mama scolded again: "What are you all doing standing there? Why don't you clean up this place quickly? This is really unlucky."

The maids responded immediately and started to get busy. Yu Ma turned to the Queen Mother and said, "Queen Mother, please don't dirty your eyes. I'll help you go back and rest!"

The Queen Mother nodded and said nothing more. She had been in this deep palace for more than 30 years. What had she not seen? Today, it was just a concubine of the previous emperor who died. It was not a big deal for her. But she still ordered: "Send someone to inform His Majesty that Concubine Shu learned of the death of King Ming and could not bear the shock for a while. She became insane and killed herself."

"Yes! Your Majesty the Queen Mother." Nanny Yu responded and immediately sent someone to inform His Majesty.

At the moment when Concubine Shu crashed into the pillar, the Queen Mother was indeed shocked and a little frightened. But at this moment, the shock had disappeared, and the fear no longer existed, and there was only peace in her heart. In this deep palace, life and death separations have long been commonplace, and she has long learned how to face it all.

Weiyang Palace

Biluo hurried over in the snow. Although her steps were fast, she was careful with every step, fearing that she would break the peace of the quiet palace. Zheng Xiyan was sitting by the stove at this moment, with her two sons Xiao Chengji and Xiao Chengyi around her, a warm picture of a loving mother and filial son.

Xiao Chengji held a delicate rattle in his hand, and he shook it gently. The sound of the drum was crisp and pleasant, which made Xiao Chengyi chuckle. Zheng Xiyan looked at her two sons, her eyes full of love and warmth.

"Empress!" Biluo called softly from outside the door, with a hint of urgency in her voice.

Zheng Xiyan raised her head and looked outside the door, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She put down the teacup in her hand and signaled Zi Rui to take the children away.

"Take the Crown Prince and the Third Prince away. I have something to discuss with you." Zheng Xiyan ordered.

"Yes." Zi Rui took Xiao Chengyi, while Zi Luo took Xiao Chengji's hand and coaxed him softly, "Your Highness, let's go."

After the children left, Zheng Xiyan turned to Biluo and asked, "What happened? Why are you so anxious?"

Biluo took a deep breath, as if to calm the shock in her heart, and then slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu went to Shoukang Palace this morning and committed suicide in Shoukang Palace."

"What?" Zheng Xiyan was shocked, and the teacup in her hand almost slipped. She stood up, walked in front of Biluo, and confirmed again: "Are you telling the truth? Did Concubine Shu really commit suicide?"

Biluo nodded and said in a low voice: "Yes, Concubine Shu crashed into the pillar and died on the spot. When the Queen Mother found out, she ordered her to be thrown into a mass grave."

"Your Majesty, this move by the Empress Dowager is too cruel! After all, Concubine Shu is the concubine of the late emperor. Even if she cannot be buried in the concubine's mausoleum, how can she be thrown into a mass grave?"

Zheng Xiyan was silent for a moment, she took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down her emotions. She turned around and walked back to her seat, slowly sat down, and then spoke: "Cruel? I don't think it's cruel. The grudge between Concubine Shu and the Queen Mother was known to everyone in the palace. She chose to commit suicide in Shoukang Palace just to disgust the Queen Mother. How could the Queen Mother order her to be buried with honor and let her be buried in the concubine's tomb?"

"But..." Biluo wanted to say something, but seeing the determination in Zheng Xiyan's eyes, she finally chose to remain silent. Women in the deep palace have long been accustomed to the cruelty and ruthlessness of the palace.