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

Everyone slowly left the magnificent hall of Weiyang Palace. The magnificent palace looked even more solemn under the sunlight. But under the solemnity, Concubine Yi's steps seemed a little messy. Her face was pale, and her eyes revealed some unconcealed worries. Caiwei, gently supported her with her slender wrist, her face full of concern and caution, "My queen, please be careful. Although the road under your feet is flat, you still have to be careful."

As the two were talking in low voices, a slightly sarcastic voice suddenly came, like a cold wind in winter, making people shiver. Xu Zhaorong stood not far away, with a sarcastic smile on her face, her eyes full of disdain and ridicule, "The Queen is right, you should just focus on your pregnancy, His Majesty wants to select a concubine, this is a foregone conclusion."

Yi Zhaoyi was slightly startled, then she sighed softly. She did not directly respond to Xu Zhaorong's words, but just said lightly: "Sister Zhaorong is right." Her voice was full of helplessness and sadness.

Li Jieyu followed closely behind Xu Zhaorong, and she looked at Yi Zhaoyi's back. She gently pulled Xu Zhaorong's sleeve and whispered, "Sister, why do you have to argue with her? She is pregnant with the dragon fetus now, so her status is naturally different from before."

Xu Zhaorong sneered, and she turned to look at Li Jieyu, with a trace of disdain in her eyes, "I just can't stand her behavior. She relies on your majesty's favor and thinks that this harem is her world. Who doesn't know that she is pregnant now?"

Li Jieyu's heart tightened when she heard this. She knew Xu Zhaorong's ambitions and why she was so hostile to Yi Zhaoyi. She sighed softly and advised, "Sister, be careful with your words. If this gets to His Majesty's ears, it will probably cause unnecessary trouble."

Xu Zhaorong's face changed slightly when she heard this. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She only had one princess, but in this palace, how could a princess compare to a prince?

Back at Minghua Palace, Xu Zhaorong gently stroked the sleeping face of the little princess beside her, her eyes revealing endless sorrow and unwillingness. Her words were like the autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves, with a hint of bleakness and sadness. "Do you think we don't have this fate?"

When Li Jieyu heard this, her expression changed slightly. She eagerly grabbed Xu Zhaorong's hand, with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes: "What did my sister say?"

Xu Zhaorong sighed softly, her eyes drifting toward the window, as if she wanted to pour out her thoughts to the boundless sky: "I have waited so long for so many years, and I only hope to give birth to a prince for Your Majesty, but now, I only have this princess to accompany me."

She paused, turned her gaze to Li Jieyu, and continued, "What about you? His Majesty only summons you a few times a year, and the opportunities to sleep with you are even rarer. The two of us are really dispensable in this harem."

Li Jieyu lowered her eyelids, and an indescribable bitterness surged in her heart. She knew that she was not favored, and she had long since given up hope. But at this moment, when she heard Xu Zhaorong's words, she couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. She whispered: "Sister, everyone has their own destiny, maybe we really don't have this destiny."

Xu Zhaorong's eyes flashed with resentment when she heard this. She looked into the distance, as if she wanted to vent her anger: "But why is she so lucky? Her birth is lower than ours, but now she has given birth to a prince, and her status is even higher than ours. How can God be so unfair?"

Seeing Xu Zhaorong so excited, Li Jieyu couldn't help but feel sad. She gently patted the back of Xu Zhaorong's hand and comforted her: "Sister, so many years have passed, haven't you accepted it yet?"

Xu Zhaorong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She looked up at Li Jieyu, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "I just don't want to accept it. I don't want to lose to her like this."

Upon hearing this, Li Jieyu comforted her, "But she didn't win either, did she? Although she is favored, the harem is still ruled by the Queen, isn't it?"

Speaking of Zheng Xiyan, the noble and majestic Queen, they were all full of admiration. "Yes! The Queen is the winner." Xu Zhaorong sighed, "What are we?"

"Yes!" Li Jieyu also echoed, "No matter how hard we fight, we can never beat the Queen."

In the imperial garden, there were green trees and flowers, and the breeze blew by, bringing a slight coolness. Concubine Xian and Concubine De walked side by side, their steps were light. The two of them did not have too many waves in their hearts about the upcoming selection. After all, in their opinion, the ones who should be really worried in the palace now are those concubines who have no children.

Concubine Xian looked at the blooming peonies in the distance, sighed softly, and said, "Just now I saw that Concubine Yi seemed to be uneasy."

Upon hearing this, Concubine De smiled disdainfully and said, "I don't know what she is worried about. She already has a prince, but she still has no foresight."

Xian Fei shook her head slightly and said, "Sister De Fei comes from a prominent family, and her grandfather is your Majesty's teacher, so she is naturally knowledgeable and far-sighted. As for Concubine Yi, she was originally a dancer, so she can't be compared with your sister."

After hearing this, Concubine De's disdain grew even stronger. She sneered and said, "Sister Xianfei is quite far-sighted. I think it's because of the Empress Dowager. After all, Sister Xianfei was chosen by the Empress Dowager and sent to serve His Majesty."

Xian Fei's face froze. She naturally heard the sarcasm in De Fei's words. Although she was unhappy in her heart, she still kept a dignified smile on her face and said, "Yes, I can be where I am today thanks to the promotion of the Empress Dowager."

Seeing this, Concubine De raised a smug smile and said, "So, birth cannot determine a person's foresight? Concubine Yi should really learn this from Concubine Xian."

Xian Fei knew that De Fei was mocking her, but she had no way to refute it. She could only sigh helplessly and said, "My sister is right."

The two walked for a while, and Concubine De suddenly stopped and said, "Jing'er should be awake by now, and she will definitely ask to see me, so I will go back to the palace first."

Xianfei nodded and said, "Okay, sister, go first. I should go back to the palace."

After that, the two turned around and walked towards their respective palaces. The Imperial Garden returned to peace, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze and a few birds singing in the distance.