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

Zheng Xiyan's hands involuntarily clasped Princess Xuanhua's cold hands, her fingertips trembling slightly, her voice choked with sobs and disappointment: "Xuanhua, why do you ask this? Are you doubting me?"

Princess Xuanhua looked at him, the sincerity that almost overflowed from her eyes was like a sharp blade, cutting through her inner struggles and contradictions, and she was caught in a dilemma. She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like the last withered leaf in autumn, swaying in the cold wind. Tears gathered silently under her tightly closed eyelids, and finally slid down, dripping on her clothes, splashing circles of invisible ripples. She lowered her head slightly, her hair covering half of her face, revealing only her tightly pursed lips and trembling chin, revealing the unspeakable grief and confusion deep in her heart.

"I... I don't know." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but every word was heavy, like a thousand-pound stone pressing on her heart. But last night the princess's mansion was surrounded, and her mother said that it was the emperor's sister-in-law who did it. She didn't believe it, because the emperor's sister-in-law was not that kind of person.

But after daybreak, her mother fainted when she entered the palace. The imperial physician diagnosed that she had suffered a stroke. And now, Nanny Yu has disappeared. Even if she trusts the emperor's sister-in-law, she has to doubt her now. After all, she has the final say in the harem now.

Princess Xuanhua stared at her and said, "I used to think that the emperor's sister-in-law was different from my mother. She was kind and generous enough. She was not like other women in the palace, who were full of power and wealth. Xuanhua has always admired the emperor's sister-in-law, but now it seems that I was wrong. Maybe the emperor's sister-in-law is no different from all the women in the harem!" At this point, her voice was choked with sobs, and tears blurred her vision again. She tried hard not to let the tears fall, but the grief and despair were like a mountain torrent that could not be stopped. Everything around seemed to be still, only the wind blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness and a few silent sighs.

Zheng Xiyan's fingers dug deep into her palms because of the excitement in her heart. The pain seemed to be the only reality she could feel at this moment. She slowly stepped back, and each step seemed extremely heavy, as if she was stepping on an endless void. Her voice was as cold as the frost in the early morning of winter, without any warmth: "Xuanhua, I originally thought that you were just heartbroken because of the sudden death of your husband, and your mind was not in your place, so you made such nonsense. You should withdraw and have a good rest. You still need to take charge of the funeral of your husband."

"As for the affairs of the palace, I will take care of it. You can rest assured. As for the Queen Mother, I will also instruct the imperial physician and the palace maids to take good care of her. I think it won't be long before the Queen Mother recovers."

After saying this, she gently raised her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the waves in her heart. The air around her seemed to solidify, and the palace people all lowered their heads and eyes, not daring to breathe, for fear of angering her.

When Princess Xuanhua heard this, her eyes suddenly focused, and a flash of incredible surprise and panic flashed in her originally dull eyes. Her voice was thin, but with an undisguised tremor: "Imperial sister-in-law...you..." Before she finished speaking, she had already understood the deep meaning behind Zheng Xiyan's words. A chill rose from the bottom of her heart, making her shiver involuntarily. Could it be that even the queen mother - the queen mother has now suffered a stroke, and she didn't even let her mother go.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard to prevent her tears from falling, but her tearful eyes were like two bottomless pools of water.

Why has it come to this? Why has the Emperor's sister-in-law become like this?