After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

In the palace, Qiao Xue, who had just finished her confinement after giving birth, went out and sat for a while while the weather was good.

Lying drowsily in the sun in a wicker chair, she did not look too sad.

She was sad that her child was gone, but she was also glad in her heart. If she really came to this world, she would suffer, so it would be better not to come.

An An, lurking behind the rockery, had a pair of eyes filled with astonishing hatred.

While Qiao Xue was off guard and there was only a maid by her side, he grabbed the dagger in his hand and pounced out like a wild wolf, "Bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

The dagger with a cold glow stabbed towards Qiao Xue mercilessly. Chun Tao blocked it and was stabbed.

Qiao Xue had already reacted. She kicked the dagger out of her hand and pressed her to the ground.

"Want to kill me?"

"You deserve to die!"

Qiao Zhiwan, who had sensed something was wrong, had already brought his men to chase after them, and was dizzy from the shock of the situation.

What evil had she done that her daughter and her niece killed each other?

"Chun Tao, pick up the dagger for me!"

Chun Tao endured the pain and picked up the dagger not far away and handed it to Qiao Xue. Qiao Xue took the dagger and smiled strangely, "She killed my child and now she wants to kill me. Aunt, you really taught a good daughter."

Qiao Zhiwan said anxiously, "It's a matter between adults and has nothing to do with children."

"But my child is dead, my parents are dead, my brother is dead, my grandparents are dead too. How are you and your daughter going to compensate me?" She raised her hand and stabbed the dagger towards her heart with murderous intent.

"do not want!"

Qiao Zhiwan screamed heartbreakingly, closed his eyes in despair, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

An An, who was pinned to the ground, finally got scared and thought he was dead.

The knife didn't stab her, but stuck hard into the grass beside her.

Qiao Xue grabbed her neck and said with red eyes, "There won't be a next time, or I will kill you without mercy!"

She let go of her hand, and the usually spoiled girl turned pale and gritted her teeth, as if she had lost her soul due to fear.

Qiao Zhiwan ran over and hugged her, "An An, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Mom..." She finally burst into tears.

Qiao Xue said expressionlessly, "I'll be waiting for you at Feixue Pavilion. I have something to tell you."

Qiao Zhiwan comforted his daughter and coaxed her to sleep before leaving.

In Feixue Pavilion, the two looked at each other, surprisingly calm.

"She is so murderous at such a young age. Are you going to let her grow into a monster in the palace?"

Qiao Zhiwan said coldly, "You are the one who caused all this?"

"Is it really me?" Qiao Xue approached her step by step, "Am I really the culprit?"

"You are a fool who still can't see the reality. You have sacrificed the lives of the entire Qiao family. Now you want to sacrifice your own life?"

She took a step back and closed her eyes in despair. She knew that Helian Mu was the culprit for everything, and she was wrong from the day she married him.

Qiao Xue played with the dagger in her hand and said, "If she dares to fall into my hands again, I will show no mercy. Ha, the three of us will fight to the death in this palace. Is this what you want? Guess who will die first?"

"Shut up and stop talking!" she said in a panic.

"You can't stand this?" Qiao Xue coldly broke her fantasy bit by bit, "With his ambition, he will fight for the world sooner or later. When the day comes when he is defeated, guess how An An, the apple of his eye and the princess of Yan, will be treated."

As the jewel in the Qiao family's crown, Qiao Zhiwan was naturally well-read. She knew very well what happened to those noble ladies who were defeated in the war in the history books and unofficial history.

"You don't think Helian Mu can really win?"

She was cold, weak and desperate. Qiao Xue said coldly, "Just like you said, the child is innocent. So send her away and never come back to the ends of the earth. You stay here to atone for the sins of the Qiao family."

"Aunt, you've already missed the opportunity once and paid a heavy price. Don't make the wrong choice again this time." Qiao Xue said coldly, "If she stays, I will assume that she is involved in this struggle and I will never go easy on her again."

Qiao Zhiwan's corpse left in a daze, and the eldest lady came out, "I hope she will be more sober this time. If that child stays in the palace, it will be ruined sooner or later."

Qiao Xue said tiredly, "This is my last act of kindness. I won't harm the child."

Because Helian Mu was not in the house recently, this matter was completely suppressed.

Qiao Zhiwan locked himself in the room for the whole night. Perhaps because he was too frightened, An An kept having recurrent fevers.

She concentrated on taking care of her daughter, and when her fever subsided and she regained her energy, she took her out to burn incense.

The place they went to was filled with tablets for all the members of the Qiao family who had died at the city gate.

Qiao Zhiwan lit incense for everyone and shouted at her, "Kneel down!"

She knelt down obediently, and Qiao Zhiwan asked, "Do you hate Xue'er?"

"Why did she snatch my father away and make you sad? I hate her!"

Qiao Zhiwan looked into her eyes filled with hatred and said, "Because I, your mother, did something wrong and I deserve it. You hate the wrong person."

An An looked at her at a loss. Qiao Zhiwan pointed to the tablets in the room and said, "Your grandparents, uncles and brothers used to love you so much. Do you remember?"

She whispered, "Remember."

Qiao Zhiwan then asked, "Then do you know how they died?"

She lowered her head and said nothing, obviously knowing it.

"That's your Aunt Xue's closest relative. If it were you, would you hate him? What would you do?"

She didn't say anything, but Qiao Zhiwan could tell from her expression that she understood everything in her heart.

As expected, children of the royal family are all mentally precocious.

Qiao Zhiwan squatted down and held her in her arms, saying softly, "Let me tell you the story of me and your father."

By the end of her speech, she burst into tears, and her daughter in her arms was at a loss, feeling that her long-held beliefs had been overturned.

"So, An'an, it was mother who was wrong all along. Mother was a bad woman, so she was punished and lost her loved ones." Qiao Zhiwan touched her face and said lovingly, "You are the only one I have, and you must not get hurt."

We must not repeat the same mistakes, and we must not become victims of power and end up in a miserable situation.

"Mom..." she called anxiously.

Qiao Zhiwan said firmly, "I once had a connection with someone. She is a master on Yufu Mountain. You can go with her."

She said with red eyes, "Mom, I can't bear to leave you."

"The road to supreme imperial power is nothing but a tombstone filled with corpses. Mother will stay and accompany your father to the end."

This is her fate and she accepts it.

But her An An is so young, she shouldn’t be trapped in this.

Qiao Zhiwan looked into her eyes and said word by word, "Promise mother that you will practice hard and learn martial arts well when you go to Yufu Mountain. Forget your identity as the Princess of Yandi, don't hate anyone and don't seek revenge, live for yourself!"

Finally, she cried and nodded slowly, "I promise mother."

For the next three days, Qiao Zhiwan stayed with his daughter attentively, wishing to teach her everything he could.

Three days later, An An kowtowed to her three times and followed the woman in snow-white clothes.

From then on, there was no more Princess of Yandi in the world. Many years later, a fairy from Yufu Mountain with graceful swordsmanship appeared in the world of martial arts, and people in the world of martial arts called her "Fairy in the Snow."