Just as Zhen Shan regained consciousness, he felt the pain of extreme suffocation, the air in his chest was exhausted, his life was cut off, his head tilted, and he fell directly onto the street.

Empress: "..."

Even a super dirty word is not enough to describe the queen's mood.

Are you playing with her? Or are you playing with her?

Don’t you think it’s too shameful that your account was banned just after you opened the copy?

"Sister, for the sake of your majesty's empire, you should go well. It's not in vain that your majesty has favored you for so long and given you endless glory. Now it's your life to repay you. It's also your honor."

Before Zhen Shan's soul fell asleep again, there was such a faint word in his ears that seemed jealous, happy and mocking.

She managed to lift her eyes, and what she saw was a pretty face with delicate features but no trace of heroism.

Excellent, this sissy, she remembered it.

He'd better pray that she goes directly to other small worlds, or wait until she wakes up and he has completely disappeared from this world, otherwise...

Haha, even if she is reincarnated, she will definitely find this little bitch and pull out her tongue and skin her.

Strangling her to death, you have the guts!

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In the 10th year of Emperor Ming's reign in the Xia Dynasty, Concubine Zhen, who was favored by the Sixth Palace, caused trouble in the country. Due to the Tanzhou uprising, the whole country shouted "kill the demon concubine" and hanged herself in the small Buddhist hall in the extremely luxurious Qionghua Palace.

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After her death, the people's anger subsided and the rebel army was suppressed. However, Emperor Xia Ming was deeply saddened and never entered the harem again. Within a few years, he passed the throne to his nephew and summoned the demon concubine's brother to the Taishang Palace.

, I see people and miss them every day.

Within a hundred years, the Xia Dynasty was submerged in the torrent of history and was replaced by the Dongxuan Kingdom.

Time takes away lives and buries the truth of the past.

Nowadays, who mentions the Concubine Zhen of the Xia Dynasty? Not that everyone reviles the concubine for bringing disaster to the country and the people, and even the vixen will go to hell after death. If not for the concubine, how could the originally wise emperor become fatuous?

As for Emperor Xia Ming, more people lamented his passion. It was a beautiful story that the emperor was so infatuated with a woman.

More than a hundred years have passed, and Dongxuan Kingdom has climbed to the peak of prosperity and prosperity, and has gradually declined.

As long as there is no emperor who is willing to die or a strong external cause, such a huge imperial dynasty will not collapse suddenly.

In the spring of the fifteenth year of Emperor Dongxuan Changwen's reign, the country was in peace and the people were at peace.

In the prosperous and splendid palace of the imperial city, there is a cold palace... It is said to be a cold palace, but there are no deposed concubines here. It was once the most exquisite and luxurious palace in the entire palace - the most famous concubine of the previous dynasty.

Zhen's Qionghua Palace.

It is said that it is not a cold palace. It is even colder than the cold palace. Even the lowest maids and eunuchs are not willing to set foot there.

Originally, such a gorgeous palace should not be abandoned. After Zhen Guifei, several concubines also lived in it. However, within one night, those concubines cried and wanted to leave.

What's even weirder is that no matter how fast those people walk, they will always have all kinds of bad luck afterwards, and in the worst case, they will die unexpectedly.

Rumor has it that it is the ghost of the demon concubine who is causing trouble. At night, some palace residents have seen her floating in the palace in a red dress, and her cold blood-seeking eyes are extremely frightening.

Therefore, in the past dynasties, no one dared to live in Qionghua Palace. No matter how beautiful the palace was, it lost its popularity and became a cold and abandoned place.

Ten years ago, Emperor Changwen's fourth son was born. However, as soon as this son was born, a plague broke out in the Dongxuan Kingdom, followed by mob turmoil. For a time, the country was in danger.

In addition, if the fourth prince cries, his black eyes will turn into eerie blue eyes. Emperor Changwen was shocked and immediately invited the mysterious reclusive Lou family to come for fortune-telling.

The current head of the Lou family calculated that the fourth prince was the reincarnation of a demon star with an evil destiny that would harm his family and the country. When the emperor heard this, he was about to strangle him to death.

The mysterious head of the family stopped him, saying that this son's life was connected to the Dongxuan River and Mountains. If he was killed by the emperor, it would most likely damage the fate of the country.

Finally, Emperor Changwen listened to the master's words, left the fourth prince behind, and ordered him to be imprisoned in the small Buddhist hall of Qionghua Palace.

At first, everyone in the palace thought that the fourth prince would be swallowed alive by a female ghost in a few days. However, three years later, a skinny dumpling came out of Qionghua Palace. When the emperor and empress checked, they found that this good guy had actually

It was the fourth prince who was supposed to be eaten by the female ghost.

The emperor was very disgusted with this immortal demon star, so he threw him back to Qionghua Palace and continued to ignore him.

Unexpectedly, ten years have passed like this, and the fourth prince miraculously survived.

Everyone in the palace: "..."

The harm will last for thousands of years!

Why can't you die?

…

In mid-March, the peach blossoms in Qionghua Palace bloomed and faded. No matter how beautiful they bloomed, no one appreciated them, so just say thank you.

The moon was at the top of the sky, and the palace, which had been completely silent during the day, was even more eerily quiet at this time.

The huge palace was hidden in the dark night, cold and ominous, with only a shaky light in the west corner.

In the corner of the dim little Buddhist hall, on an old table, there was a red candle that was only as long as an adult's thumb. From time to time, a skinny little hand would hold a pair of scissors and cut the wick short to allow the candle to burn.

Candles last longer.

Under the dim candlelight, I could barely make out the things on the table, as well as the thin figure wrapped in a patchwork spring shirt.
Chapter completed!