Rebirth against the sky: the daughter of a black-bellied daughter

It was already evening when I returned to the Show Girls' Courtyard. The Show Girls were having dinner in their pavilions, so the yard seemed much deserted.

On the way back, Shangguan Hui was wondering whether she should show goodwill to Concubine Wu Hui and win her over to become a person in her battle camp. With the help of Concubine Wu Hui, who is the Saint-June Zhenglong, she would definitely pull Xiao Yunxi off from the back of the throne.

'Twice the result with half the effort'! But is Wu Huifei a woman who is very scheming and willing to be someone else's 'chess piece'?

Just as she was thinking, someone suddenly walked past her with a gust of wind. Before she could see the man clearly, her hand had been pulled up and she passed by her passively following the man to the outside of the Xiu Girls' Courtyard.

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms made Shangguan Hui unable to see the appearance of the people beside her in the dark night, but she also judged his identity.

"Prince, please respect yourself."

Shangguan Hui tried several times and tried to shake his hand away but was fruitless. He was helpless and gave up and struggled.

Feng Yebei took her to a strange palace courtyard. Unlike other palace courtyards, it was as bleak as a cold palace.

The courtyard is full of dead grass, and the dry yellow color makes people feel unconsciously upset. But in the courtyard full of dead grass, there is a red plum blossom blooming quietly alone.

"This is..." Shangguan Hui had questions in her voice. Xiao Lingyue, who had entered the palace in her previous life, was not short, but she had never discovered this place.

"This is the palace courtyard where my mother's mother used to be. Later, the mother was falsely accused of having an affair with the commander of the guards at that time. The father was angry and ordered someone to dig out her eyes and imprison her here. The mother likes plum blossoms very much.

When I was young, I often shuttled under clusters of plum shadows and played happily. Every time, my mother would stand by and smile at me lovingly..."

Feng Yebei seemed to be trapped in beautiful memories, her expression was faint and soft, her thin lips curled slightly, but her smile made Shangguan Hui's eyes feel sour.

"What happened to that poor woman?" She wondered what happened to that poor woman later.

"My mother was hanged to the largest plum tree in the yard on my fourth birthday."

Shangguan Hui took a sudden breath, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she felt a hint of pity for the man. Why did she have to choose the day of his birthday? In this way, wouldn’t every birthday after that make him fall into that place.

In the despair of losing his close relative, how did he survive it year by year? How cruel is the intrigue in the palace to a prince who lost his mother...

"If it weren't for the second emperor's efforts to protect me, maybe I would have gone down to the underworld with my mother."

Feng Yebei's slightly curled mouth was filled with a bitter smile that was not easy to detect, and he stepped on his slender legs to the only plum tree.

No wonder...no wonder he would follow Feng Zheliang sincerely and help him ascend the throne step by step. Xiao Lingyue in his previous life once heard Feng Zheliang mention that once, they were hunting in the royal hunting ground and were suddenly ambushed.

It wasn't Feng Yebei, who was only fourteen years old at the time, who tried his best to protect him, but he might have died long ago when he was shot by the enemy.

What Shangguan Huiwei couldn't understand was that since Feng Yebei's mother hanged her mother on the plum tree, she should hate the plum blossoms. Why, but she loves it alone?

As if she understood the confusion and confusion in her eyes, Feng Yebei said lightly: "My world has always been lonely and deserted. Those who flatter me, those who despise me, those who want me to live, want

No one who died seems to leave any color in my black and white life. Until that day, when the emperor's brother got married, the red silk covered by the bride's head was accidentally blown up by the wind. That shocking glance

, My heart, which was as quiet as death, resumed its beating rhythm again. From then on, someone lived in my heart. She loved plum blossoms, so I followed her and became fanatical about plum blossoms. I always looked for them all.

Various excuses appeared in front of her. But her love for her was ultimately not tolerant of the world. Gradually, she seemed to notice and began to keep her distance from me..."