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

The scenery in the garden remained the same, with blooming flowers and shady green trees, but Cui Zhaoling's heart was desolate.

Princess Qingping had been waiting here for a long time. Her figure was looming among the flowers, like a peony bud about to bloom, delicate and beautiful. Seeing Cui Zhaoling coming forward, she said in a tender voice, "Master Cui!"

Cui Zhaoling's expression turned slightly cold, and his voice was like the cold wind in winter, icy and biting: "Your Highness greets Princess Qingping!" There was no warmth in his tone, only alienation and indifference.

"Mr. Cui, please stop being polite!" Princess Qingping said hastily, with a hint of urgency and shyness in her voice. At this moment, she was already very shy, with a faint blush on her cheeks, like a blooming peach blossom, delicate and charming. Her heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

However, she could also feel Cui Zhaoling's indifference, which for a moment was like a basin of cold water that extinguished the enthusiasm in her heart.

"Thank you, Princess Qingping." Cui Zhaoling never looked at her straight in the eye from beginning to end, and said bluntly: "Thank you for your love, Princess, but I already have an engagement and will be married soon. I heard that Your Majesty and the Queen Mother are arranging the marriage of the princess to the second son of the Xin Guogong Mansion. The Xin Guogong Mansion is a founding hero, and the second son of the Xin Guogong Mansion is a man of noble character and handsome appearance. If the princess marries him, she will surely live happily in the future." Cui Zhaoling's expression was indifferent, his eyes drooped slightly, and there was no warmth in his words.

"I don't believe it. When did you decide on the marriage?" Princess Qingping was immediately defeated and questioned him loudly with a distorted face.

"Did your royal brother threaten you? Did he force you to say that?" Princess Qingping collapsed and walked forward, trying to touch him.

But Cui Zhaoling simply took a few steps back and stayed away from her, not wanting to have anything to do with her. Princess Qingping was hurt by his actions and the cold expression on his face.

"You..." Princess Qingping's voice trembled. She couldn't believe that her deep affection would result in such a result.

"Princess, I am a man from outside and it is not appropriate for me to stay in the harem for a long time. I'm taking my leave!" After paying his respects, Cui Zhaoling was about to leave, but Princess Qingping suddenly stood in front of him and blocked his way.

"Stop! Why? Why don't you accept me? Why..." Princess Qingping asked in a hoarse voice like a mad woman.

Cui Zhaoling frowned slightly, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Princess, calm down! Although you are a princess, you are not qualified to be the headmistress of my Qinghe Cui family!"

"The matriarch of the Qinghe Cui clan must be the daughter of a prominent family, and she must be in charge of the household accounting and the family's household affairs since she was young. The princess is a daughter of a rich family, so naturally she cannot do these things."

"The most important point is what the princess's biological mother, Concubine Chen, and the Xi family behind her did in the past to lose the favor of the late emperor. I am not in a position to say more. Princess, you must know it better than me. I think I have made it very clear. Please forgive me, Princess. I will take my leave!" Cui Zhaoling turned around and left without any greeting.

Princess Qingping was so angry that she was shaking all over, her face was red, and she collapsed and yelled: "Ah..."

"He...he actually humiliated this princess like this...ah..." Princess Qingping was so angry that her eyes widened and she wished she could tear him into pieces right now.

The palace servants around him knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe, for fear of getting into trouble.

"I am a princess of a country, but I am looked down upon by a minister. Ah..." Princess Qingping screamed madly.

Shuang Ning led people forward and said in a cold voice: "Why are you still standing there? Princess Qingping is sick, why don't you take her back to get treatment!"

"Yes." The palace maid behind her immediately stepped forward, grabbed Princess Qingping's arm, and dragged her away.

"You bunch of bold slaves, let me go!" Princess Qingping's voice was trembling but still majestic. She struggled hard with her tightly bound hands. Her cheeks turned slightly red due to the effort and her eyes flashed with an unyielding light, but she was ultimately no match for the advantage in numbers.

Shuang Ning walked slowly to the front, her face was as cold as frost, her voice was low and cold, like the biting winter wind, "Princess Qingping, the Queen Mother has ordered that if you can behave yourself, you will enjoy wealth and glory in the future, but if you dare to act recklessly again, the Qing'an Temple in the suburbs will be your destination for the rest of your life."

Princess Qingping's face turned pale as paper when she heard this. A flash of fear flashed across her eyes, and was soon replaced by unwillingness. She clenched her teeth, and her voice trembled a little: "She... How dare she treat me like this? I am of royal blood. How dare she treat me like this as her mother? Isn't she afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Before she could finish her words, Shuang Ning's figure approached like a ghost. Her palm drew a cold arc in the air and landed heavily on Princess Qingping's delicate cheek.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and a distinct red mark was left on Princess Qingping's face. Her eyes changed from shock to anger, and finally to despair.

"Ah——" Princess Qingping let out a shrill scream, with endless madness and unwillingness in her voice. She tried to resist again, but she saw a flash of coldness in Shuang Ning's eyes, and another slap, more swift and powerful, knocking her to the ground.

"Princess, please remember that in this palace, no one can disobey the orders of His Majesty and the Queen Mother. If anyone dares to disobey, this will be the end." Shuang Ning's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Princess Qingping's heart. She exuded a heart-pounding chill, as if it came from the ice of the underworld, which made people shudder.

Shuang Ning gently winked at the palace maid beside her. The palace maid understood and quickly took out a ball of sackcloth from her arms and stuffed it into Princess Qingping's mouth with skillful movements.

Princess Qingping's eyes were filled with fear and despair. She struggled and made "mmmmm" sounds, but could only make unclear sounds.

In the end, Princess Qingping was forcibly dragged away by several palace servants. Her figure gradually disappeared in the long corridor, leaving behind only a series of desperate struggles and cries echoing in the air.

Inside Shoukang Palace, Princess Qingping was pinned to the ground, her hair disheveled, her clothes in disarray, her eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

Zheng Xiyan sat upright, holding a delicate teacup gently in her hand, with the aroma of tea rising. She had a nonchalant smile on her face, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.

"Hmmmm..." Princess Qingping's eyes were filled with tears. She opened her eyes wide and stared at Zheng Xiyan above, her eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.

Zheng Xiyan raised her eyebrows slightly and gave Shuang Ning a subtle look.

Shuang Ning understood instantly, stepped forward lightly, and pinched the corner of the linen cloth that was blocking Princess Qingping's lips and teeth with her fingertips, and slowly pulled it out.

"Ah——" Following a heart-wrenching cry, Princess Qingping's face instantly turned red, like the burning clouds under the setting sun. The blush was mixed with endless shame and anger, making her look almost out of control, like a wild beast that had lost its mind, her eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

“You vicious old witch!” Princess Qingping’s voice became sharp due to anger. She shouted without caring about her image. The madness on her face became more and more obvious. Her usually charming eyes were now filled with deep hatred. “If my father knew that you treated me like this, he would never let you go!”

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiyan sneered, with a hint of contempt and disdain in her smile, as if she was mocking Princess Qingping's naivety and ignorance. "It seems that not only are you extremely stupid, but your memory is also so fragile."

"Your father? Humph..." Zheng Xiyan shook her head. The smile on her face became more obvious, but also colder. "When he was alive, he never looked at you straight in the eye, right? He doesn't even remember what you look like. When he sees you, he will only think of your evil mother and the stain she brought to the royal family."

Having said that, Zheng Xiyan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and her tone was full of merciless sarcasm and ridicule. If Xiao Xuanchen was still here today, Princess Qingping would never be able to turn things around in her lifetime.

"You're talking nonsense! My mother is innocent, she was framed by you..." Princess Qingping's words were interrupted again. This time, Shuang Ning did not hesitate at all. She took a step forward and swung her hand like lightning. Another loud slap landed heavily on Princess Qingping's already fragile cheek.

This time, she couldn't help but let a trace of bright red blood seep out from the corner of her mouth, like withered petals in autumn, sad and desperate.