Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Sister, tell me, she is that person's daughter, right?" Seeing no one around, Concubine Hai whispered, "If she is that person's daughter, and the Holy One loves her so much, then...

That’s right!”

The queen's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Impossible, how could she be that person's daughter? That person is dead! You forgot, the Holy One said at that time that he was buried secretly..."

"But that person died in a very strange way. With how much His Majesty loved her, how could he not do something about it? Sister, although we were not responsible for that incident at that time, there is no guarantee that His Majesty will not blame us for it.

On the head, maybe today, Ye Qingmei is wearing a hundred birds looking at the phoenix, that's what it means!!" When Concubine Hai thought of that person, she was a little scared. How much the Holy Lord loves that person, she would not hesitate to ask for the stars in the sky.

I went to pick it off. Fortunately, she died. If she had not died, then the Yan Dynasty would be her world...

The queen couldn't help but feel chilled when she thought of that person, especially the unsightly looking bird that looked at the phoenix, which made the queen even more uneasy.

"Sister, the Holy One knew what happened at that time. Otherwise, do you think we would still be sitting here talking peacefully?" Based on her understanding of the Holy One, if the Holy One knew about the process, they would have met them long ago.

The King of Hell is dead! "Everyone in Luoxia Palace is depressed... The Holy Emperor is heartbroken. Luoxia Palace has been locked up for so many years. Sister, don't worry, just do what you have to do! I have to take care of Rui'er recently,

You just have to be well outside and don’t worry about so much for now!!!”

When we came out of Fengyi Palace, it was already dark. The palace people sent word that everyone in the hall had dispersed and that Ye Shangshu was waiting for the Holy Master in the imperial study room.

Sheng glanced at Ye Qingmei and said, "Xiao Qi, go back to Luoxia Palace and have a good rest!"

Ye Qingmei agreed, got on the soft sedan at the door, and returned to Luoxia Hall.

The Holy One arrived at the imperial study room. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Ye Shangshu yelling, "The Holy One, how could you let Xiao Qi wear that?"

"I like it!" The Holy Emperor ignored Ye Shangshu's anger.

Ye Shangshu took a breath, "Sir, do you want to kill Xiao Qi? Have you forgotten how she died? Have you forgotten it?"

"I haven't forgotten! You don't have to remind me all the time!!!" The Holy Master raised his hand and the memorial on the case fell to the floor, "Could it be that you still think that I can't even protect Xiaoqi today?

?"

"Your Majesty, if you really dote on Xiao Qi, don't make too many enemies for her!" Ye Shangshu looked at His Majesty depressedly, "The Queen Mother, the Empress, Concubine Hai, Concubine Xu Xian, how could they just watch you dote on her?

Xiaoqi, this is impossible! And Princess Ruixue..."

Ye Shangshu knew in his heart that if the Empress Dowager hadn't insisted on going her own way, the matter would not have reached the point where both parties were harmed. Today, he actually asked the Empress Dowager to give Xiao Qi a hairpin. Is this provoking the Empress Dowager?

The Holy Emperor was also in a bad mood. When he thought of fifteen years ago today, when she gave birth to Xiao Qi alone, his heart ached as if ten million knives were constantly scratching such wounds.

On top, someone sprinkled a handful of salt on me again. It hurt so much that I couldn’t even breathe!

"Xiao Qi, this is her last thought left in this world!"