The mistress is reborn, no one who bullies me can escape

When I stepped into the Queen's room filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, I saw a palace maid lying on the bed sobbing, her tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string, while a nanny beside her was putting the finishing touches on the Queen's makeup with a solemn expression.

At this moment, Prince Ling Yan walked slowly into the house with heavy steps.

Seeing this, everyone stopped crying and knelt down to greet: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Ling Yan waved his hand expressionlessly, signaling them to leave.

The palace servants looked at each other, secretly guessing the prince's mood at the moment.

I'm sure the prince must have been heartbroken upon hearing the news of the queen's passing. Now he must want to be alone with the queen for a while to express his sorrow and reluctance.

So, everyone did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and respectfully left the room and closed the door gently.

Ling Yan was the only one left in the huge room. He stared quietly at the lifeless queen lying on the bed.

She just lay there peacefully, as if she was just sleeping.

However, Ling Yan knew that this queen who once held great power and was the mother of the country would never wake up again.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, Ling Yan's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

Looking back on the past, Ling Yan has mixed feelings of love and hate towards the Queen.

She was the one who caused her biological mother to suffer untold hardships. Her selfish desires made her mother live in pain and torture all day long, and she lived a life that was neither human nor ghost.

However, ever since Ling Yan was old enough to understand, although the Queen often forced him and forced him to do things he was unwilling to do, to be honest, the Queen had never really abused or blamed him.

On the contrary, for many long days, the queen had always been in his mind the image of a kind, gentle and loving mother.

Until that day, Ling Yan finally met his biological mother.

At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world froze, and everything that he had believed in for a long time collapsed in an instant.

It turned out that I had been living in a huge lie that was as complicated and bottomless as a spider web!

Things that we once took for granted now seem so absurd.

I thought that all of this was caused by the woman in front of me.

However, when the truth gradually surfaced, he was shocked to find that not only did she know about this in her heart, but even his always dignified and solemn father knew about this and condoned it.

So, what secrets did they hide from him? Ling Yan's thoughts were like a tangled mess in the wind, and he couldn't make sense of it.

Ling Yan's heart was bleeding, and endless sadness surged like a tide, but this pain did not come from the Queen's death.

But all these years, he felt like a stupid fool, being played around by his closest relatives.

What made him even more heartbroken was that even at the last moment of her life, that person - the mother to whom he had been closest and yet whom he hated the most, never said a single word of apology, and never even confessed to him in person the truth about her life experience.

A strong resentment burned in Ling Yan's heart. He was unable to suppress his inner unwillingness and anger, and slowly walked towards the lifeless body.

He placed his trembling hands gently on her nose, trying to feel the last bit of breath.

However, the facts are ruthlessly revealed: there is indeed no vitality at all.

Without leaving him a single word, she completely disappeared from his life...

Ling Yan's heart sank suddenly, as if he had instantly fallen into a bottomless ice cave, freezing cold to the bone.

Originally, he had decided to let go of the past and let her pass away peacefully and be buried in peace.

However, in that moment of inadvertent glance, a strange light caught his attention - there was something unusual on the queen's white neck.

At first, Ling Yan thought it was just his eyesight or an illusion caused by the light.

But a trace of doubt deep in his heart drove him to reach out and gently push away the hair at the queen's neck.

When his fingertips touched the delicate skin, what he saw made him gasp: in addition to the eye-catching red mark, there was also a clearly visible fingerprint!

This discovery was like a thunderclap exploding in Ling Yan's mind. He widened his eyes and stared at the fingerprint in disbelief.

There is no doubt that this mark was not made by the Queen herself.

So... what does this mean? It means that the Queen's death was not as simple as suicide!

The corners of Ling Yan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.

Yes, with the Queen’s competitive nature, she had gone through untold hardships and even changed her fate to obtain the supreme position of Queen.

How could she be willing to give up so easily and give up the throne before she could enjoy all the glory and wealth?

But who was so bold as to kill the queen in broad daylight, right under his nose?

This person must not only have extraordinary courage, but also have careful planning and superb means.

Thinking of this, Ling Yan couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, but at the same time he also felt a little worried.

After all, at this moment the queen and the emperor were both killed outside the palace, and there were still many affairs in the capital waiting for him to deal with.

Now is obviously not the best time to find out the truth. He must stabilize the situation first and then make long-term plans.

So, after careful consideration and meticulous deployment, Ling Yan decided to send secret guards to conduct a secret investigation.

He knew that this matter was of great importance and any carelessness could cause an uproar.

After completing this task, Ling Yan planned to return to Beijing early the next morning.

At this time, Yushan Mountain shrouded in night appears particularly quiet and mysterious.

At the foot of the mountain, an inn stood alone, like a bright light in the darkness.

However, to the man dressed in black and wearing a full-body black mask, the brightly lit scene before him was just a faint spark.

The man stood quietly in the dark, staring at the inn at the foot of the mountain with eyes as sharp as a hawk.

His figure seemed to blend into the darkness, making it difficult to detect his presence.

"Master, the matter has been properly handled according to your instructions."

A man also dressed in black suddenly appeared behind him and reported the situation respectfully.

The man smiled slightly, with a barely perceptible smug look in his eyes, and then said, "As long as His Royal Highness returns to the capital, we can catch them all in one fell swoop, leaving no one alive!"

However, at this moment, another secret guard who had been kneeling on the ground hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously: "Master, there is one more thing I should report to you..."

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly and uttered a word coldly: "Speak!"

The secret guard took a deep breath and said with gritted teeth: "Master, we have searched almost the entire inn for the thing you are looking for, but still found nothing..."

Hearing this, the man, who was casually playing with the jade pendant in his hand, suddenly stopped.

He slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which originally contained a hint of smile, instantly became cold as ice, and an invisible pressure emanated from him.

Then, his voice was as cold as if it came from the Netherworld: "A bunch of rubbish! You can't even handle such a small matter! Keep looking for it. If you can't find it, come to me with your own heads!"

Faced with the man's angry rebuke, the secret guards couldn't help but tremble all over, and quickly responded in unison: "Yes, master! We will do our best to fulfill our mission!" After that, they disappeared quickly into the night like ghosts.

After the follower left, the man in black slowly raised his head and stared at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

The moonlight was like water, casting down silver light. However, the expression of the man in black did not ease up due to the beautiful scenery. Instead, he looked even more melancholy.

He thought to himself: "Although the moon is beautiful, it can never compete with the scorching sun.

But I want it to witness how I destroyed the brilliant sun with my own hands!"

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and onto the ground in patches.

A gorgeously decorated carriage was galloping on the road leading to Kyoto. There were exquisite patterns engraved on the shaft. The horses pulling the carriage were galloping, raising clouds of dust.

Inside the carriage, Ling Yan sat there quietly, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes occasionally falling on Xue Jinhua who was still unconscious beside him.

Since setting out yesterday, Xue Jinhua has been in a deep sleep and shows no signs of waking up.

Ling Yan was extremely worried, fearing that something bad might happen to her.

Along the way, whenever he passed through a town or village, he would stop his carriage and look for a famous local doctor to come and treat the patient.

However, the diagnosis results were always the same - the prince was just overworked, there was nothing seriously wrong with his body, just a little weak, and he just needed to recuperate and have a good rest.

Despite this, Ling Yan still did not dare to take it lightly.

He ordered Qingyi and Guyu to stay by Xue Jinhua's side and take good care of her.

Li San was sent out to gather information.

In this way, the carriage moved forward.

When they were less than a day's journey away from Kyoto, Ling Yan suddenly ordered the coachman to stop the carriage in an open area on the side of the road.

The third prince who came to greet them said solemnly, "Brother, in my opinion, the remains of our father and mother should be transported back to the capital as soon as possible. All the ministers in the capital are ready to go, and even the queen mother has made all the necessary preparations in advance. If there is any delay in this matter, it will probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble!"

When Ling Yan heard this, he looked at the Third Prince with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice: "Since Third Brother has come this far, shouldn't he also do his best to help the Emperor?"

The Third Prince's heart skipped a beat as he met that sharp gaze. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He responded nervously, "Crown Prince, what do you want to do?"

Ling Yan snorted coldly and said slowly, "No matter what I want to do, the Crown Princess saved your life before, shouldn't you help her?"

The Third Prince frowned, thinking to himself that anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Crown Prince's words were a trap for him, but he was in a difficult situation at the moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "Crown Prince, please speak frankly."

Seeing this, Ling Yan raised his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "That's great. Third brother, you can take the remains of our father and mother back to the capital first. As for the Crown Princess, she has been feeling a little unwell recently. I know there is a novice monk with excellent medical skills in Huangshan Temple. I will take her there for treatment before returning."

The third prince already understood in his mind, he knew that Xue Jinhua had been in a deep sleep for a long time.

Looking back on the past years, when everyone was doubting him, only the emperor's sister-in-law chose to trust him unwaveringly.

Thinking of this, his eyes could not help but turn red, tears welled up in them, and he said with a slightly trembling voice: "Brother, please rest assured. No matter what difficulties and obstacles we encounter, I will definitely bring the remains of my father and mother back to the palace safely. You can go with peace of mind."

Ling patted the Third Prince's shoulder gently and consoled him earnestly, "Don't worry, Third Brother. I will rush back to the capital before the national funeral ceremony is held." Faced with his brother's firm eyes and promise, the Third Prince nodded without hesitation, expressing his firm belief.

So, Ling Yan led Xue Jinhua, Qingyi, Li San and others on the journey to Huangshan Temple.

When everyone arrived at their destination, the scene they saw was shocking.

The once solemn and dignified Huangshan Temple now looks like a ruin, and its former glory is long gone.

The traces of burnt left by the raging fire in the mountains and forests are still clearly visible, as if telling the severity of the disaster.

Qingyi looked around and couldn't help but sigh: "This Huangshan Temple has experienced many fires, and this one is probably the most serious one."

Looking around, all the trees in the front mountain have turned to ashes, and those abrupt bare tree trunks standing in their place are particularly eye-catching.

Although time has passed, the air is still filled with a strong burnt smell that lingers for a long time.

Ling Yan frowned and asked in confusion: "Hasn't the imperial palace already allocated a huge amount of money to rebuild this temple? Why is it still like this now?"

Qingyi had been unconscious for a long time and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.

At this time, Li San hurried forward to explain: "The abbot of Huangshan Temple has witnessed several accidents in Huangshan Temple, and he no longer has much hope for rebuilding the temple. He just hopes that Huangshan Temple can maintain its current status, so that it can provide a place for these monks to stay."

The meaning of these words is obvious, that is, Huangshan Temple is no longer willing to accept monks to avoid another catastrophe.

Ling Yan understood what was going on after hearing this. After a brief thought, he walked into Huangshan Temple.

The abbot of the temple saw Ling Yan coming from afar and did not dare to be negligent and hurried out to greet him.

When he came closer, the host immediately bowed and said respectfully, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

His humble attitude makes people look sideways...