At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

It’s just that Concubine An is stupid, hopelessly stupid.

Or perhaps, this woman Chi Yao is too vicious.

She had mistakenly seen him at a banquet not long after she entered the palace.

General Anda, who was supposed to leave the palace, had an affair with Queen Mother Chi Yao and a small boat on the lotus pond.

But she couldn't tell anyone, not even write back home, because all the letters would be opened and checked.

With the secret in her heart, she always paid close attention to Helian Qing's face.

Helian Qing doesn't look like Chi Yao, but his eyebrows are very similar to Anda.

And Concubine An's father, An Fan, and Anda, were brothers.

By this calculation, Concubine An is Helian Qing's cousin...

Chi Yao naturally couldn't let her have a child, otherwise who knows what the baby would be like.

Each time the blood falls, it is a consolation and reward.

Concubine An thought that Chi Yao doted on her, loved her, and treated her as her own daughter.

Little did they know that all the hardships they suffered were caused by Chi Yao.

Princess Yilie came back to her senses from her memories and listened blankly to the voices of "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." coming from above.

"It's my fault. I was too stupid before and was controlled by the old witch Chi Yao."

"The Marquis of Jiangling of Daliang is just outside the palace. I heard that General Cheng has also surrendered to Daliang. I asked them to take you to find General Cheng."

As Concubine An said this, she was about to take Princess Yile out of the barrel.

Unexpectedly, the other party tried to shake his body and refused silently.

Concubine An paused and burst into tears again.

Yes, which normal man can accept such a Princess Yile?

It was all her fault for being stupid and not realizing something was wrong sooner.

Until tonight, when a white bird dropped a letter outside her palace, she realized that everything was a scam.

The king she had always been thinking about was the object of Chi Yao and Anda's conspiracy.

Before leaving for Daliang, her father told her to listen to Chi Yao.

My father said that he and Chi Yao were in love with each other, but they couldn't fall in love because of their status...

There was also someone in the letter claiming to be the descendant of Chi Yao's personal nanny, who described in detail how Chi Yao had someone manipulate her every miscarriage.

Even the witnesses and evidence were still there. She compared them one by one and found that they all matched.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous, to regard a thief as your mother!

Therefore, she did not refuse the request in the letter. She took advantage of the slack patrols to release all the female prisoners in the Ye Ting and help them set fire to the palace.

Concubine An was crying and suddenly she started laughing like crazy.

"Hahahahahaha - I curse you with my life, Chi Yao, you may not die a good death -"

After she finished speaking, Princess Yile only heard a loud bang.

It sounded like flesh hitting a pillar, and then a faint smell of blood could be smelled.

She couldn't describe how she felt, nor could she say she was happy or pleased. She just felt that women in this world were too sad.

There were fires everywhere in the palace, and sounds of fighting and shouting were heard everywhere.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard someone stop beside her and smelled the cool scent of pine tea.

She heard a pleasant voice, but she didn't know what it said. It was neither Wusun language nor Ile language.

Then someone carried her away along with the bucket.

She wanted to speak, wanted to ask not to save her, but unfortunately her tongue was cut, so she could only make strange sounds like "ah ah".

Besides, the other party was probably from Daliang, and couldn't understand what she said...

Xie Yuheng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the wooden barrel being carried out by Rong Liu and others, then turned his gaze to look at the corpse beside the pillar.