After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

The small Buddhist temple had not been repaired for a long time, and the knee-high threshold was dilapidated. With the faint light that came in when the door was opened, Ye Zhen stepped in with some difficulty.

It was darker inside than she had imagined, and the air was filled with the smell of dust. She squinted her eyes and saw a blurry figure lying on the prayer mat in front of the Buddhist shrine, with his head lowered, as if dozing off.

Ye Zhen took two more steps forward, took out a fire starter from her bosom, blew it gently, and suddenly a small flame sprang up, instantly illuminating a corner of the dark hall.

She did not light the oil lamp on the table first. Instead, she took the tinder and shone it downwards. In the dim light, Liu Kui's eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. He was indeed asleep.

Ye Zhen said nothing and looked at it quietly for a moment. She handed the fire lighter closer to Liu Kui, almost touching it to his face.

That face, which was usually well-maintained, revealed its true age in the flickering light and shadow.

Perhaps she felt something in her sleep, Liu Kui's head suddenly dropped and she woke up instantly. When she opened her eyes, she saw a ball of fire right in front of her, only half an inch away from her eyelashes!

She was so frightened that she collapsed backwards, fearing that her face would be burned. In panic, she knocked over the altar behind her with a loud bang.

In the chaotic darkness, a gentle voice sounded, followed by a soft light.

Ye Zhen lit the lamp, turned around, and looked down at her: "Mother Liu, why are you so careless?"

Liu Kui looked as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at the beautiful face under the lamp in horror and said in disbelief, "You, why are you here?"

There was a hint of shyness in Aunt Ye's gentle smile. Under the dim light, ignoring her tangled silver hair, she was still the same taciturn maid who followed the young lady around in her early years.

Ye Zhen smiled and said, "Madam brought the young master and young lady back to the Luo family. How come Madam Liu doesn't know about it?"

Her tone was as calm as if she was discussing the weather. "By the way, I haven't told you yet that the palace has sent several doctors to your residence. Thanks to the grace of His Majesty, the Marquis is out of danger and will be well again soon."

Liu Kui's face turned pale, and she trembled and said, "No, it's impossible. How can Madam go back at this time?"

Aunt Ye leaned over and admired her expression carefully: "Of course it's because the murderer who killed Zhu Xiao in the mansion has not yet been brought to justice, and the old lady is worried about the two young masters. But..."

She changed her tone and smiled, "Although no one said it, privately, everyone seemed to have determined that it was mom who killed Zhu Xiao!"

"No, it's not me!" Liu Kui shook her head violently and shrieked, "Really, it's really not me!" She suddenly fell into great fear: "Hairpin, I really don't know how that golden hairpin got on her!"

Aunt Ye gently put her finger on her lips: "Shh - speak softly." She soothed: "I know, it's not you."

Her voice was so soft and gentle that Liu Kui calmed down unconsciously. She murmured, "It's not me, it's not me."

She smiled, but her eyes were cold: "It's not you, of course it's not you."

Liu Kui shuddered for no apparent reason. She asked, "You, what are you doing here?"

Ye Zhen didn't respond to her words, and continued: "According to the laws of our dynasty, anyone who kills someone without reason shall be beheaded. His descendants shall be expelled from the good register and shall not be allowed to enter the officialdom."

She slowly lowered her head: "What a pity! Mom finally escaped from slavery, and her children and grandchildren are so smart and motivated. But they have such a bright future, but it is ruined in one day because of a maid!"

Liu Kui suddenly grabbed her hand and trembled, "You know it's not me! What are you going to do?"

Ye Zhen did not avoid or retreat, but held her hand. Her voice was dark and more terrifying than the Buddhist shrine covered with cobwebs: "The evidence is irrefutable. How can it count if I say no?"

"The old lady wants to maintain her dignity and cannot bear to damage the reputation of the lady and let people talk about her wet nurse killing her personal maid. So, the mother will have to stay in this dark temple until she dies."

She chuckled and said, "I think it's because the old lady is kind. You died quietly like this, and the matter is over. There is no need to implicate your family. Madam Liu was so loyal, and her death was worthy."

Liu Kui's hands tightened suddenly, and she said bitterly: "No! I don't want to stay here, I didn't kill anyone!"

Ye Zhen said sternly, "You didn't kill anyone? Do you dare to swear that if you kill someone, your descendants will die suddenly and die a bad death?"

Liu Kui subconsciously raised his palm to swear, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized something, and his tongue seemed to be tied, and he swallowed the words: "I, I, I..."

Aunt Ye stood up suddenly and asked coldly, "Why didn't you swear? Are you guilty? Or are you afraid of doing bad things and bringing trouble to your children and grandchildren?"

Liu Kui sat down on the ground in embarrassment, unable to speak for a long time. She said dejectedly: "You know, you know everything, right?"

Ye Zhen sneered, "What do I know? What should I know? I should know how you secretly changed An'er's pulse diagnosis, causing him to take the wrong medicine and lose his life!"

Her eyes were bloodshot. Even though so many years had passed, she still felt so angry that her heart bled when she thought of the scene when An'er lay in her arms, twitching and calling for his mother before his death.

She personally coaxed An'er into drinking those bowls of bitter medicine. It was so bitter that it made him cry, but An'er was so sensible that he was afraid that she would worry, so he didn't make any noise and drank it obediently...

She thought it was a bitter medicine, but she didn't expect that what she fed her child spoonful by spoonful was actually a deadly poison. She sent her child to death with her own hands.

How dare they? How could they do that!

After An'er left, she tried all the prescriptions he had taken during his lifetime, and ruined her body. Finally, bit by bit, she figured out the strangeness of the treatment.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Not only was there no evidence, but even the doctor who had been attending the patient had long since disappeared.

Over the years, Ye Zhen's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife and a sword. She was in so much pain that she felt no pain left. Only the thought of revenge for An'er supported her to continue living like a walking corpse.

Not only did she want all those who had harmed An'er to pay with their lives, she also wanted them to experience the same heart-wrenching pain as she did, to lose everything, and to die in disgrace.

Ye Zhen held onto the table, her body unable to support such intense emotions: "In the final analysis, it's all my fault as a mother who was incompetent and took the blame for the crime. I harmed An'er for nothing."

She said quietly, "I just can't understand why An'er is so annoying to you. He's just an ignorant child. He poses no threat to Madam Yu or Master Yu. Why do you go to so much trouble to kill him?"

Her features were as gentle as a bodhisattva, but her eyes were like those of an evil ghost crawling out of hell: "Mother Liu, can you tell me?"