After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

In Weiyang Palace, Zheng Xiyan sat on a soft couch, wearing a light and elegant palace dress, with her long hair tied up, looking dignified and elegant. Biluo hurried in, breaking the tranquility of the palace.

"Empress, Empress!" Biluo said breathlessly.

Zheng Xiyan raised her head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"His Majesty has already issued an edict, giving Prince Ming poisoned wine, and sending Commander Lu to Prince Ming's palace. No one in Prince Ming's palace should be left alive, and everyone must be killed without mercy." Biluo's voice trembled a little.

Shuang Ning, who was standing by, was so frightened that she trembled all over. She grabbed Zheng Xiyan's sleeve tightly and said, "My queen, kill him without mercy? Doesn't that mean the whole family will be executed?"

Zheng Xiyan gently patted the back of Shuang Ning's hand to comfort her. Her face remained calm, as if she had expected all this. She said calmly, "Your Majesty will not let King Ming go. This is inevitable."

However, she had a hint of doubt in her heart, "Didn't King Ming reveal anything?" she asked.

Biluo thought for a moment and replied, "Your Majesty, Commander Lu sent someone to deliver the news that Prince Xiang had been to Prince Ming's Palace."

After hearing this, Zheng Xiyan frowned slightly, "Prince Xiang? It's him." She seemed to understand something, nodded and said, "It seems that Prince Xiang promised Prince Ming something, so Prince Ming kept his mouth shut."

She stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, but her heart was in turmoil.

She sighed softly and said, "Perhaps I made a good decision when I saved Prince Xiang that day."

"That's what the Queen said."

The atmosphere in the study room of Prince Xiang's mansion was tense and heavy. Princess Xiang pushed the door open anxiously, her face full of worry and anxiety. Prince Xiang, however, sat leisurely on the couch, seemingly unaffected by the chaos outside.

"Your Highness!" Princess Xiang walked up to the King of Xiang, her voice trembling, "Something happened."

King Xiang raised his head and looked at her calmly, "I already know."

Princess Xiang seemed to be shocked by the calmness of the king. She calmed down and continued to ask, "Does the prince know? You came back so late today. Did you go to the Ming Palace?" She looked around and found that Jing Yang was not there either. "Where did Jing Yang go?"

King Xiang did not answer her question directly. Instead, he picked up a black piece and gently placed it on the chessboard, saying, "It is better for you not to know about this matter. Knowing too much will not do you any good."

Princess Xiang choked up and said, "Your Majesty has issued an order to execute the entire family. Prince Ming cannot escape death, and Princess Ming cannot escape death even more, Your Majesty!"

Prince Xiang looked up at her and asked, "Do you want me to save Princess Ming?"

When Princess Xiang heard this, she became even more anxious. She knelt down in front of Prince Xiang, pleading in her voice: "Your Majesty! I have never asked you for anything before. I only ask you this time. Princess Ming and I are close friends. Even if we serve different masters, after all..."

King Xiang interrupted her and said firmly: "I will not save her."

Princess Xiang looked at the King in shock. She couldn't believe her ears. "Your Majesty!" She almost cried out. "Princess Ming is innocent. She didn't participate in any rebellion."

King Xiang sighed, put down the chess book in his hand, looked at the Princess Xiang and said, "But she is the wife of King Ming. You should know that she is the Princess Ming, the first wife of King Ming. Your Majesty will never let her go. Even if I want to save her, I can't do anything to save her."

After hearing this, Princess Xiang burst into tears. She looked at the king desperately, her heart filled with helplessness and pain. She knew that the king was telling the truth, but she still couldn't accept this cruel reality.

"Your Highness! But I can't just watch her die." Princess Xiang was in tears. She really couldn't just watch her best friend die.

"This is her fate. From the moment she married King Ming, this has been her fate. Just accept it!" King Xiang sighed deeply, his voice full of helplessness.

Princess Xiang looked up at him, her eyes that were once filled with love were now filled with doubt and unwillingness. She asked, "Accept your fate? So, Your Majesty accepts your fate?"

King Xiang stared at her, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said: "Wanzhu, you don't want me to become the next King Ming, do you?"

Their eyes met in the air, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. Wanzhu was the maiden name of the Princess of Xiang. Since she married into the Xiang Palace, few people mentioned this name. Now, when she heard the Xiang King call out this name again, she felt mixed emotions in her heart, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Your Highness!" She whispered softly, her voice full of emotion, "It has been so many years since I last heard you call me Wanzhu. Even I almost forgot that my name is Wanzhu."

King Xiang smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to contain too much emotion. He said softly: "You are my first wife, and this will never change. I hope you will do what you should do."

After hearing this, Princess Xiang felt a warm current in her heart. She understood that the King Xiang was reminding her that no matter how chaotic the outside world was, she should keep her original heart and do what a princess should do. She nodded gently, with a faint smile on her lips: "I understand."

After dealing with Queen Ming, Xiao Xuanchen felt extremely heavy. It suddenly snowed heavily from the sky, covering the entire palace in a silvery white. He did not choose to sit in the imperial sedan chair, but chose to walk, step by step, towards the Weiyang Palace.

The eunuchs and others followed closely behind him, not daring to slack off in the slightest. They knew that His Majesty was in a bad mood at the moment, and any small mistake could lead to his wrath.

In Weiyang Palace, Zheng Xiyan was chatting with Shuang Ning. Suddenly, Biluo hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, His Majesty is coming to Weiyang Palace."

Zheng Xiyan was slightly startled and asked, "Really? Where is His Majesty now?"

"Your Majesty came on foot." Biluo replied.

"What? It's snowing so heavily outside?" Zheng Xiyan asked in surprise. She knew Xiao Xuanchen's temper very well, and it was indeed strange for him to walk here in such heavy snow.

"Yes, your majesty." Biluo nodded gently.

Zheng Xiyan immediately ordered: "Bring the cloak, I will go out to greet His Majesty."

"Empress! It's snowing so heavily outside. What if you catch a cold?" Biluo said worriedly.

"At this time, I must show my sincerity to His Majesty." Zheng Xiyan said meaningfully. At this time, she needed to not only wait, but also take the initiative to show her loyalty and sincerity to Xiao Xuanchen.

Biluo instantly understood Zheng Xiyan's intention and immediately turned around to get the cloak. After a while, Zheng Xiyan, wearing a cloak, walked out of the gate of Weiyang Palace and greeted Xiao Xuanchen who was walking in the snow.