After Hua Fei was reborn, she became the white moonlight of Pangju

Anyone who knows the history of Ulanala knows that our surname is very glorious and prominent.

I, Ulanala Yixiu, should be the same.

But, I'm just a concubine.

My mother was just a concubine of my father.

My mother was not liked by my father, so naturally I was not liked by him either.

But to my surprise, my legitimate sister was extremely kind to me.

She did not look down on me just because I was of lower status than her. On the contrary, she was very gentle and protective towards me.

Over time, our relationship became closer and closer.

When I reached the age to get married, I was betrothed to the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, who was still a Beile at the time.

At that time, no one, including me, would have thought that this seemingly low-key, cold and silent prince would defeat so many outstanding princes and seize the throne in one fell swoop.

After marrying the Fourth Prince, I felt unprecedented courtesy and care.

The Fourth Prince looks cold, but he is actually a close friend.

He is not as scary as people say.

After spending some time together, I found myself falling in love with this man.

When our first child started kicking in my belly, we saw the joy in each other's eyes.

The Fourth Prince is looking forward to the arrival of the little prince just like I am.

When my sister heard that I was pregnant, she came to see me with a bunch of supplements.

I welcomed her happily, and after obtaining the Fourth Prince's consent, let her live in the Beile Mansion.

Slowly, I discovered something was wrong.

That is the Fourth Prince, who is always very busy, but suddenly he has some free time and often comes to visit me from time to time.

Especially when his sister was around, he came more frequently.

With a woman's strong intuition, I anticipated the terrible truth: the Fourth Prince fell in love with my sister.

It's not about liking, but about liking.

Whenever he looked at his sister, his eyes were always so gentle and affectionate; and his sister always lowered her head with a blush on her face.

They were right under my nose, exchanging glances.

My anger grew in my chest.

But I have no reason or position to be angry.

Since ancient times, men have had three wives and four concubines, let alone a prince?

I endured it again and again, as long as I could be the Fourth Prince's wife in the future.

And the most important thing right now is to give birth to the prince safely.

As long as I have a prince, I can become a noble mother.

So, I continued to chat and laugh with my sister, as if I was unaware of their affair.

With God's mercy, I gave birth to the eldest prince Honghui.

Not long after that, Emperor Kangxi conferred the title of Prince on the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince's status is much more honorable than before.

According to the Qing Dynasty's custom, he also had to choose a wife.

I was very confident that I would be the popular and desired wife, but I overestimated my importance in the prince's heart.

That day, the Fourth Prince, who was already a prince, came to visit my son and me after finishing his official duties.

He first hugged Honghui and smiled happily.

I was influenced by him and also stood aside and laughed.

I saw him holding Honghui, turning to look at me, and saying in a very natural tone,

"I plan to marry your sister in the near future, so you should prepare yourself."

It was like a bolt from the blue, hitting me right in the face.

"My lord, what did you say?"

I think there's something wrong with my ears and I must have heard it wrongly.

The prince frowned at me and repeated it again.

"I plan to marry your sister in the near future, so you should prepare yourself."

I nodded numbly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"If there is anything you need to buy, just tell the servants to do it. As for the expenses, don't be stingy, and make sure it is grand."

"it is good."

"You two sisters have a deep bond. I believe you will prepare the wedding properly and decently."

"must."

The prince nodded with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

I watched his back as he walked away, and uncontrollably I picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground.

Honghui was so scared that he burst into tears.

At that time, Honghui was almost five years old.

At a young age.

I hugged him and cried loudly, denouncing the prince's ruthlessness.

Honghui looked at me and wiped my tears with his little hands.

"Don't cry, mother! Don't cry, mother!"

The more he told me not to cry, the harder I cried.

How could I not cry? The man I loved the most was going to marry another woman, and she was my sister.

Even though I was very reluctant, I accepted this fact.

In order to prevent the prince from thinking that I had any objections to this marriage, I tried my best to make the wedding proper and grand.

On the wedding day, as I watched the prince wearing a bright red robe and happily adjusting his crown and hat, I asked a tentative question.

"My Lord, you must not mistreat my sister. What kind of status do you plan to give her?"

The prince looked at her and smiled happily.

"you still need to ask?"

"Hmm?" I looked at him puzzledly, not understanding why he asked me back in a tone that seemed to make me understand what he was thinking.

When the prince saw my puzzled expression, he laughed even more.

"I have decided to make your sister the principal wife."

"Will my sister be named the principal wife?" I felt that the smile on my face must be very stiff and ugly at this moment.

However, the man in front of him seemed unable to tell.

"Of course, it's the first wife. This is the promise I made to your sister."

What about me, my lord?

I really wanted to question him loudly.

Where did he put me?

But I don't have the courage.

I don’t want the prince to think that I’m being unreasonable.

After all, today is his big day.

The prince looked at me, took my hand, and said gently: "Your position has been thought out. You are a concubine, not a princess."

He looked at me and smiled, as if he had given me some great gift.

How I wanted to shake his hand off and yell at him, "I gave birth to Honghui for you, and all I got is a concubine? I was the first one to enter my palace!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

My heart was clearly surging with anger, almost burning me, but I still said these words of gratitude in a very hypocritical manner.

I feel sick to my stomach.

The wedding of the prince to my sister was extremely grand, with three matchmakers, six betrothals, and a sedan chair carried by eight people, entering through the newly built gate of the palace.

I could only stand in the corner and cry silently.

At this moment, I suddenly hated my sister.

In a flash, a terrible guess suddenly popped into my mind.

Has my sister been coveting my man, my position as wife, from the very beginning?

Thinking back on every fragment of the past, I am more convinced that the facts I guessed are very likely to be true.

My sister, who looks so innocent, must have other intentions by approaching me.

I stood in the crowd, watching her and the prince walking side by side, enjoying everyone's blessings, my hands clenched into fists.

Sister, I won't let you get what you want!