Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Xiao Qi, no matter what you want to say or what you are willing to say, I will listen carefully! Xiao Qi, you have to believe me..."

Time seemed to stop for a moment. Shen Xian knew clearly that Ye Qingmei had been resisting, but he still hoped that Ye Qingmei could put her body and mind on him, especially this time she escaped from death. He understands even more how important Xiao Qi is to him.

Xiaoqi is very important, so important that it can surpass everything else.

"Shen Xian, you think too much. It's getting late today. You should go back and rest!"

Ye Qingmei's face suddenly darkened, she turned around and left. For the first time, she went to bed without washing up.

Seeing Ye Qingmei's resistance, Shen Xian felt very depressed and turned around to leave.

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The Prime Minister's Mansion was all white, with the pure white snow and the white cloth blending together.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion had a touch of sadness on their faces, as if it was the end of the world. Even though the music was rising to the sky, there was a lot of sadness.

"Uncle is here..."

Xiahou Junze arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, his expression solemn.

"Uncle...the girl has been waiting for you..."

Xiahou Junze ran into the mourning hall with rapid strides. He walked slowly and heavily towards the lonely coffin. The lid of the coffin was not closed. Inside lay a luxurious woman with heavy makeup and a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth. A slight smile, seemingly there but not at all.

"When did this happen?" Xiahou Junze's eyes were full of disbelief. How could this be possible? How could this be possible? He wanted Aduan's life, but he would never take advantage of it. After all, Aduan Knowing his secret, if this secret was known to others, it would be deeply implicated, so he was prepared to execute Aduan unknowingly, and to smoothly take over the power of the officials after the prime minister's death.

There were two lines of clear tears hanging on the maid's delicate face, "What happened in the past two days, since the beginning of winter, the girl's body has not been very neat."

Xiahou Junze nodded clearly and knelt on the futon in front of the coffin.

"Atuan, it's all my fault, I should have been with you..."

"Atuan, I'm sorry...if I didn't leave, nothing would happen to you..."

"Atuan...how could you leave like this?"

In this year, Aduan had done so many things for him. He was not without gratitude or pity, but in his mind, there was always that cold figure, graceful, gentle and moving, like the image of ice and fire. Perfect combination.

"A Duan..."

Prime Minister Yang stood outside the mourning hall door and looked at Xiahou Junze. It was in vain that he, the Prime Minister of the emperor, could not recognize people clearly and killed his daughter's life with his own hands. What if, what if he had not asked the Holy Lord to agree to marry Aduan. To Xiahou Junze, then... Aduan will still be alive, he will definitely be alive...

"Father..." Xiahou Junze immediately bowed to Prime Minister Yang and cried bitterly, "Father, it was I who harmed Aduan...Father..."

"Get up!" Prime Minister Yang was unmoved. Wouldn't he think that just shedding a few tears would convince him that Aduan's death had nothing to do with him?

Xiahou Junze stood up slowly, his body shaky. The boy behind him stretched out his hand to support Xiahou Junze and whispered, "Master, you have to hold on!"

"I'm fine." Xiahou Junze shook his head, "Father, it's me who didn't take good care of Atuan. It's me who didn't fulfill the responsibilities and obligations that a husband should have!"