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

In Yan, the most favored person in the palace now is Concubine Xue, while the princess has long fallen out of favor, and the once bustling Tingyuxuan has also become deserted.

Today was Qiao Zhiwan’s birthday. In the past, this day was the most lively in Tingyuxuan, and even the flowers in the yard were the best.

Today, however, it was extremely quiet, without a trace of joy. Even her family members did not come to wish her a happy birthday.

She knew they all blamed her.

She knelt in the temple in a green dress, looking at the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara who saved people from suffering, and said softly, "I have committed many sins, I only hope that the goddess will protect me and keep me safe."

With such a huge gap, Ren Dong said distressedly, "Mammy personally cooked longevity noodles for you, Princess, go and try it."

She cheered herself up and said, "Give out all the rewards that should be given to the people in the yard. It's hard enough to follow me."

In the backyard, it was always the east wind that prevailed over the west wind, or the west wind that prevailed over the east wind. When Qiao Xue was in favor and then out of favor, life naturally became difficult for the people in her yard.

As soon as the noodles were served and she took a bite, Honeysuckle said excitedly, "Meet the Prince."

It was Helian Mu who came. Looking at the longevity noodles in her bowl, he suddenly realized that today was her birthday.

Qiao Zhiwan said expressionlessly, "Why is the prince here?"

Helian Mu waved his hand and the others left, leaving only the two of them in the room.

He took out a jade hairpin and inserted it into her hair, saying softly, "Happy birthday to you."

She was not happy, and took off the jade hairpin and threw it on the table, "This is bought for Xue'er, she has always preferred jade hairpins."

"If you don't remember to prepare a gift, don't force it. I won't pick up other people's gifts even if I'm down and out. That would make me look pathetic."

Helian Mu felt bored looking at her with a deathly pale face. The two had quarreled countless times in these days, and in the end, they were just disgusted with each other.

"Where did you send An An? Bring her back. She is my daughter. How can she be left wandering outside?"

She sneered, "Take it back and use it as your marriage tool?"

He recently wanted to win over a certain force, and the other party immediately wanted to arrange a marriage between his eldest son and the only princess of the palace, and he did not refuse.

When Qiao Zhiwan heard the news, he was extremely glad to send his daughter away. In troubled times, women's lives were cheap. Even if they were noble ladies, they were just tools.

She raised her eyes and looked at her, "Xue'er is my niece. You clearly knew that I would be sad if you took her in. Why did it have to be her?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time. Doesn't he care about her at all?

Helian Xuan pinched her chin and said, "When you plotted against Tongtong and forced her away, did you ever think about how sad she would be?"

"Hahahahaha, so this is what the prince thinks..."

She heard her own heart breaking.

"Today is my birthday, and I want to dance for the prince."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went to change her clothes without waiting for Helian Mu to answer.

Helian Mu stood on the steps, watching her dancing under the tree in the yard in her flowing dance dress, and he seemed to be back in his youth.

He looked somewhat moved. She was so romantic and beautiful when she was young, and he was instantly moved.

Just as he was distracted, Qiao Zhiwan fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

He thought she had fallen, so he walked over to help her up. When he got closer, he found that there was a dagger stuck in her abdomen and bright red blood was flowing out.

"you…"

She looked up and smiled at him, "Your Majesty, please hug me..."

Helian Mu held her in his arms in a panic, "Don't be afraid, I'll ask a doctor to bandage you."

She leaned into his arms and whispered, "I am thirty-two years old today. I fell in love with you at first sight when I was sixteen, and became your concubine at nineteen. I was promoted to your wife at twenty-two."

"Don't say anything. I'll carry you to see your wound. You'll be fine."

"No, let me finish, and leave in peace." She looked up at him infatuatedly in his arms, "My lord, I really love you. I am really happy to be with you all these years that I stole from Bingtong."

"But what you stole must be returned eventually. I can't stay with you any longer. When I die, burn me into ashes and scatter them somewhere with beautiful mountains and rivers."

"Evening..."

Helian Mu covered the wound on her abdomen, blood still flowed out, and the person in his arms gradually became increasingly weak.

"My Lord, have you ever loved me?"

"Loved..."

Qiao Zhiwan smiled in her arms and said, "I loved you, Tongtong, but I loved you more. It is my retribution to have come to this point today."

"My Lord, I don't want to meet you again in my next life."

The companionship of these years has resulted in the destruction of the family, which is too high a price to pay.

If there is a next life, she doesn't want to be Princess Yu anymore, but only a daughter of the Qiao family.

On her 32nd birthday, she committed suicide in the arms of the man she fell in love with at the age of 16.

She did whatever it took for love, and ultimately died from this love. She thought this was probably her fate.

It was already late at night when Qiao Xue received the news. She stumbled to Suiyuxuan, which had been set up as a mourning hall.

Helian Mu said in a lost voice, "Go in and see your aunt. Send her off for the last time."

Qiao Xue walked in and looked at the silent person in white clothes lying on the bed, her eyes turned red with laughter.

She stood here for half the night until Mrs. Qiao came in with red eyes, "What a sin! How could it be like this?"

Qiao Xue said angrily and painfully, "Does she love me so much? Can't she live without love..."

"He died like this. If anyone should stab someone, it should be Helian Mu. What's the point of stabbing myself?"

Mrs. Qiao covered her mouth and hugged her in her arms, "Did we do something wrong? We pushed her too hard..."

Qiao Xue's eyes were red and she gritted her teeth as she lowered her voice and said, "We are not wrong. If we rely on her, when will we be able to avenge the Qiao family?"

She had read a book before, which said that there was a kind of woman who lived on love and could not live without love. She thought that Qiao Zhiwan was probably that kind of person.

"Since she chose it herself, I hope she has a good journey."

Everyone has his or her own path and it cannot be forced.

Qiao Zhiwan's funeral was very low-key, and Helian Mu cremated her into ashes as she wished.

On a sunny afternoon, Qiao Xue held a jar of ashes and found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in Yandi, and scattered her ashes into the river with the wind.

"He was only sad for a short month, and he has already started to select a new princess, preparing to win over the power through marriage."

Men's love is so fickle, especially when faced with power.

She watched the ashes fall into the river with the wind and sighed softly, "Aunt, do you regret it..."

What returned to her was gusts of breeze, and her eyes gradually became firm.

Her aunt chose to bury her love with her own body, and she was the one to avenge the Qiao family's blood feud.

What she wanted from the beginning to the end was to use the heads of Helian Mu and Xiao Linfeng to commemorate her entire Qiao family.

"Rest in peace, aunt. In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open and don't fall in love with a heartless man again."