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

Zheng Xiyan sat down gracefully. She gently picked up the teacup on the table. The hot steam rose. She lowered her head slightly and blew a breath. The fragrance of tea immediately filled the air. She took a sip, her eyes deep, as if she could see through people's hearts. Then she asked softly, "Your Majesty, I think you already know, right?"

"I think Your Majesty already knows." Biluo was standing aside, his voice flowing like a clear spring, with some speculation and certainty.

Zheng Xiyan gently placed the teacup back on the table with a crisp clinking sound. She sighed slightly, as if lamenting the changes in the world: "Your Majesty has removed the thorn in the side of King Ming. I'm afraid you are relieved now and feel much better."

In the Purple Palace, Xiao Xuanchen was concentrating on reviewing the memorials. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, not missing any details. Suddenly, the eunuch in front of the emperor walked into the hall quickly. Although his steps were fast, each step was very steady, showing a high level of court etiquette. He bowed his head respectfully and reported: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu has passed away."

Xiao Xuanchen's hand paused slightly, but then resumed its original rhythm. Without even raising his head, he responded calmly, "I understand. You may leave now."

"Yes, I'll take my leave." The eunuch in front of the emperor retreated respectfully and gently closed the door of the Purple Palace, as if he was afraid to disturb the emperor who was in deep thought.

Outside the door, a young eunuch came over curiously. He asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, Concubine Shu was the favorite concubine of the late emperor after all. Why is Your Majesty so indifferent to the cause of her death? He didn't even ask a question. This is too..."

The eunuch in front of the emperor glared at the young eunuch and interrupted him: "What do you know, little kid? Now that Prince Ming has been sentenced to death, who cares about the life and death of Concubine Shu?"

The young eunuch scratched his head and nodded, not quite understanding, but still with a bit of confusion in his eyes. "But Concubine Shu gave birth to a child for the late emperor, how could she..."

Seeing this, the eunuch patiently explained, "This Concubine Shu was indeed the most favored concubine in the harem, and Prince Ming was also deeply loved by the late emperor. Therefore, the late emperor often ignored your majesty and the queen mother. Now that the mother and child are no longer in this world, your majesty and the queen mother will naturally no longer worry about their life or death."

After listening to it, the young eunuch suddenly realized what had happened. He nodded, said no more, and turned away.

Shou'an Palace

When the news of Concubine Shu's death reached Shou'an Palace, the concubines did not show much surprise. Yesterday, when the news of King Ming's death came, they had already foreseen Concubine Shu's fate. In this deep palace, power struggles and life and death go hand in hand, and no one can be immune.

Concubine Yi stood alone outside the palace, snowflakes falling, just like her mood at the moment. Nanny worriedly advised: "Concubine, the snow is getting heavier, your health is more important, let's go back to the palace."

Concubine Yi did not move. She stood there quietly, holding out her palm and letting the snowflakes fall into her palm. She looked at the flying snow, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she saw the snowy day many years ago.

"That was many years ago. She and I accompanied His Majesty to appreciate the plum blossoms on a snowy day like this one." Concubine Yi's voice was filled with nostalgia and emotion.

Mammy stood aside, listening quietly. She knew that Concubine Yi and Concubine Shu once had a common memory. On that snowy day, they had accompanied the emperor together, appreciating plum blossoms and drinking tea, and spent an unforgettable time.

"I thought we would be friends for a short time because we have a common enemy." Concubine Yi's voice revealed a bit of sadness. In this deep palace, everyone has their own enemies and allies, and the friendship between her and Concubine Shu is nothing more than a compromise in the power struggle.

Mammy looked at Concubine Yi's back and couldn't help but sigh. In this deep palace, true friendship and family affection seemed so fragile and short-lived. And these concubines and imperial concubines, although seemingly glorious, were filled with endless loneliness and solitude in their hearts.

"Don't worry too much, my friend is gone. The world is unpredictable." The nanny tried to comfort Don't worry too much with gentle words.

Concubine Yi smiled slightly, but her eyes revealed a determined light: "I am not sad for her, but I am unwilling to give up. Why did all of us, after so many years of hard work, finally lose to her?"

"My dear Concubine, she is the Queen Mother. She has been firmly in the position of Queen since the day she entered the palace and became the master of the harem. With her identity and status, we are destined to be no match for her." The nanny explained softly.

Concubine Yi sighed softly, her face full of reluctance: "Yes, she is the Queen Mother, the supreme ruler of the harem. Everyone in Shou'an Palace has tried to compete with her, but in the end they all failed and became her defeated opponents."

Seeing this, the nanny advised again: "Taifei, you should let it go. The prince has already let go of the past grudges, why are you still obsessed with it?"

A trace of determination flashed in Concubine Yi's eyes: "Why should I let it go? It's not the last moment yet, how can I give up so easily? After so many years of forbearance and dedication, how can I stop because of a failure? Since I chose to enter the palace, I don't plan to give up easily."

The nanny looked at Concubine Yi's determined eyes, and her heart was moved: "Concubine, why are you doing this? In this deep palace, the power struggle is endless, why are you so persistent?"

Concubine Yi took a deep breath and looked into the distance: "You don't understand. This is not just for power, but also for the sake of my heart. I have been in the palace for so many years, and I have never really defeated her. How can I be willing? Only when she really falls, can I leave this harem with peace of mind."

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Concubine Yi finally withdrew her hand and turned to walk into the palace.

Prince Xiang's Mansion

Jing Yang hurried into the study and reported solemnly, "Your Highness, news just came from the palace that Concubine Shu has passed away."

King Xiang was buried in a pile of official documents. When he heard the news, he raised his head, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Did he commit suicide?"

"That's right." Jing Yang nodded, "But the strange thing is that Concubine Shu did not commit suicide in her own bedroom, but died in Shoukang Palace."

"Shoukang Palace?" King Xiang frowned, seeming to be quite surprised by the location.

Jing Yang continued to explain: "It is said that Concubine Shu went to see the Queen Mother early in the morning. The two talked for a long time, but no one knows the specific content. After that, Concubine Shu rushed out of the main hall like a madman, hit her head against a pillar, and died on the spot."

After listening to this, King Xiang was silent for a moment, then he sighed deeply and said, "Perhaps, this is the fate of the women in the harem!"