The cold palace was filled with a sense of dilapidation, and even Yang Xuqiu, who was kneeling in the middle of the hall, hugging the child, had gray face, without the angriness of a living person.

"The Empress Yang, who has no virtue, no talent, is vicious and has no kindness, and has no way to teach her children. She instigated her son to murder the son in the womb of the concubine Sun. I felt so sad that I deposed her as a commoner and committed suicide. Her son Song Yanqi deposed the position of crown prince and was imprisoned in the cold palace for life."

The eunuch Qin Sheng, who was once above, couldn't help but show a hint of pity in his eyes when the queen was once high.

Kneeling in front of him was the daughter of the once prominent General Yang.

Unfortunately, General Yang has colluded with the enemy and his family has been executed three days ago. Her son pushed the emperor's beloved concubine into the lotus pond, resulting in miscarriage.

The queen who has no support from her parents' son will not be able to win the Sacred Heart no matter how she looks at it, she has no way to live.

"Empress, you can choose the same one yourself." The eunuch placed the tray with the dagger, white silk and poisoned wine in front of Yang Xuqiu.

She just lowered her head and said slowly and firmly: "Go and call the emperor. I won't die if I don't see the emperor."

She doesn't believe it!

She has been living outside for ten years and has suffered all kinds of hardships.

When she returned to the Yang family, she fell instantly when she saw Song Jingyu at the first banquet, and she wanted to marry him.

After her parents' opposition, she went on a hunger strike and self-harm.

When Song Jingyu wanted to become emperor, she worked hard for him, and she rushed forward to block the open and secret arrows.

Even in the battle to seize the crown prince, his elder brother died in order to protect him.

However, I didn't expect that she would be willing to do so now!

"Can the emperor issue an order to kill my father in person? Are you still afraid of seeing me again?"

The imperial edict said that he committed suicide. Now, if Yang Xuqiu refuses to die, he dares not make decisions without authorization.

"Empress, don't be embarrassed by us slaves."

These eunuchs still respect this queen who treats her servants very kindly.

But seeing Yang Xuqiu is so determined, Qin Sheng, the personal eunuch beside Song Jingyu, had no choice but to wave his hand and ask the clever eunuch beside him to invite Song Jingyu.

In the Mingzheng Hall, Song Jingyu waved his hand and sent the remarks for Yang Zheng to the ground for the ministers in front of him.

"Incompetent! But can you all deal with a woman?"

"Your Majesty, if you refuse to die if you don't see me, I'm guilty of my servant, and I really don't know what to do."

Song Jingyu suddenly flashed Yang Xuqiu's face in front of him, and he moved his heart and walked out with a big step.

"Song Jingyu, you are here."

It is disrespectful to call the king's name directly, but what are people like her afraid of?

House search, imprisonment, and execution...

She was locked in this cold palace for a month, but the news in her ears never stopped. If she could not understand that all this was Song Jingyu's plan, then she would have lived for so many years in vain.

"My father is loyal, how could he collude with the enemy?"

She said this as if she asked Song Jingyu again, and she also seemed to ask herself.

"Loyalty? I've dug out his heart, but it's not necessarily what you said."

Beheading and digging for the heart, Song Jingyu is very good!

She was numb all over her body, so heartache that she could hardly breathe, and she suddenly vomited blood.

Song Yanqi was only three years old. When he saw the blood, he hurriedly wiped her with his dirty little hands, and kept calling out "Ah Mom, Ah Mom." He looked up and met Song Jingyu's eyes, and immediately shrank into Yang Xuqiu's arms.

Song Jingyu looked at her embarrassed look and stepped on her feet mercilessly: "To be honest, the letters of the enemy in Yang Zheng's study were my orders to Yang Yuanfang."

It turns out that way. Yang Yuan has been coveting the marquis' position for more than a day and a half, and now he can inherit this title naturally.

At the beginning, Song Jingyu wanted to marry Yang Han, but she took a fancy to her first.

As a powerless prince, Song Jingyu would have more plans to take the highly anticipated position if he had someone like General Yang helped him.

But now that he has ascended the throne for three years, he has firmly grasped his power in his hands. Yang Zheng, a general who has made great contributions to his country, is also unstoppable.

As for her, her existence, her existence only reminds him of his humble and terrified days. How could he stay?

"I originally wanted to keep Song Yanqi's life, but this child is as cruel as you, and I can't keep it."

"Vulnerable?" Yang Xuqiu laughed like he heard something funny, laughing wildly.

Suddenly, Yang Xuqiu pulled open his clothes and pointed to the hideous scar on it and said, "In the 30th year of Zhengyuan, you shot and killed the third prince. I blocked the arrow he stabbed for you. In the 32nd year of Zhenghe, I drank the poisonous wine from the prince with him! I struggled in the realm of the King of Hell for half a month before I could save my life. The sachet that made the seventh brother die and died of the epidemic was handed to me by yourself. One by one, one by one, was a vicious thing. Who did you, Song Jingyu, have you never participated in it?"

Her voice was hoarse and unbearable.

However, Song Jingyu had no expression on his face, as if she was worthless in everything.

"Now you are going to kill your son for that woman. Song Jingyu, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Stop! Han'er is also your sister. She cried sadly but still wanted to plead for him. Han'er is kind by nature but has to suffer such suffering."

Kindness, she used to think so. Yang Han did so many conscientious things for her kind-hearted painting, which others may not know, but Yang Xuqiu understood very well.

"My Qi'er is pure and honest. Even an ant is reluctant to step on it. But because that bitch wants to kill him, I want to cut her cramps and skin her so that she will never be reborn!"

"You bitch!"

Song Jingyu kicked Yang Xuqiu's heart, stopped looking at her, and walked out.

The door was nailed to death and flames rushed in.

In the sky-sky fire, waves of heat hit her face, and in a trance she seemed to see the faces of her parents and brothers.

She was wrong. She thought that she would always get a little pity for so many years, but in the end her family was destroyed. She hated her so much, she really hated her!

Song Yanqi looked at the stunned mother and sobbed in a low voice: "Mother, I'm hot."

Seeing the flames licking his delicate skin, Yang Xuqiu hugged him into his arms, curled up to protect him firmly in his arms. The scorching feeling of suffocation made her almost speechless.

She used her last bit of strength and roared: "Song Jingyu, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
Chapter completed!