The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Old Lady Yan stopped coughing until she had exhausted all her strength. She stared at Yan Yongchen without blinking, her eyes fierce.

"Not enough, not enough, I want the entire Yu family to be buried with me, not a single one left alive... The dog emperor and his most beloved son are both still alive!"

"Mother, please be patient and wait. It would be too easy for the dog emperor to die. He must give an explanation to the Wu Yue people. Only after he has suffered all the pain in life will he be qualified to go to hell."

"Hurry, hurry up, I can't hold on any longer." Old Mrs. Yan's voice was like a broken gong, and the words were roared out from her throat.

"Okay, son won't let mother wait too long." Perhaps he was touched or thought of something, Yan Yongchen's tone softened a little.

After a pause, he raised his eyes, with a hint of expectation hidden in his eyes that was not usually there. "My son has a question that has been hidden in his heart for a long time. I thought that if I don't ask it, I will have no chance to ask it after my mother closes her eyes... In the nearly forty years of mother-son relationship, has mother ever cared about her son at all?"

“Hehehe…” Old Madam Yan laughed sneerfully, her gaunt face looking particularly ferocious when she laughed, “With tens of thousands of wronged souls hanging over your head, you’re still thinking about the relationship between mother and son, are you worthy?”

The light in Yan Yongchen's eyes went out instantly. He lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "Forget it. It's getting late. Mother, please go to bed early." Before he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Cicadas chirped and frogs croaked, the summer heat was unbearable, but Yan Yongchen felt cold both physically and mentally.

Although he knew the answer early on, he couldn't explain what he was expecting and why he was disappointed. Maybe it was because he had never had it before and that's why he wanted it so badly!

The dead envy the living, not knowing that life is worse than death. The living also envy the dead who could drink Meng Po soup earlier.

In the distance, there were two figures standing at the corner of the corridor. When they saw him coming, they behaved in a panic and pretended to walk towards him.

When they got closer, Qian Manman squinted her eyes and greeted him, "What a coincidence! Husband, have you just come out of your mother's yard?"

Mother Liu who was following behind didn't dare to look up. Her wife's acting skills were so poor that she couldn't even fool a three-year-old child. She was really embarrassed that she was still following her wife to make trouble and compete for favor at her age.

"Well, it's quite a coincidence. Maner is also going to Fujuyuan to see her mother?" Yan Yongchen raised the corners of his lips, and the frost in his eyes melted away unconsciously.

Qian Manman took a step forward and took his arm, "Since my husband has just visited his mother, I will go visit her another day!"

Every time the old lady saw Qian Manman, she looked as if she wanted to eat her alive. She was waiting here to wait for Yan Yongchen, not to see the old lady at all.

Seeing Qian Manman's guilty conscience written all over her face, Yan Yongchen wanted to tease her, "It's okay, mother is awake now, and in good spirits. If Man'er wants to go see her, then go and see her!"

"No need, I..." Qian Manman said, then realized that she had let something slip, and hurriedly said, "I'm not disrespecting the old lady, I just don't want her to spend too much energy and disturb her rest."

"No need to explain. How could I not know what kind of person Man'er is?" Yan Yongchen smiled and took her hand. "Come on, let's go home."

Qian Manman was led forward, her goal achieved, but the more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. "Husband~ Actually, I came here specifically to wait for you, husband, not to see the old lady."

Yan Yongchen didn't look back, "I know."

"Then, husband, don't you blame me?" Qian Manman felt very guilty. It was wrong for her to compete for favor in the name of visiting her elders. But she hadn't seen her husband for half a month and really wanted to see him.

"No, I will never blame you." Yan Yongchen looked back at Qian Manman and changed the subject, "Maner, do you want to go back to Jiangnan?"

"No, my father is gone now, so there's no point in me going back. Wherever my husband is, I'll be there. I'm not going anywhere."

"If my father-in-law is still in Jiangnan, would you like to go back and spend some time with him?"

Qian Manman still shook her head, "That will take some time. There are a lot of things going on in the dynasty now, and my husband is busy and tired every day. Without anyone to care for him, his health will be damaged." She didn't notice that the hand holding hers suddenly tightened, and then relaxed after hearing her answer.

Yan Yongchen stopped and turned to look at her, "Man'er likes me this much?"

Qian Manman was stunned for a moment, her face flushed, "You are already old, what's the point of talking about likes and dislikes? If someone hears it, I will be so embarrassed that I will lose my face."

"Just tell me whether you like it or not!" Yan Yongchen asked childishly.

Qian Manman was too embarrassed to look up and whispered, "I like it."

"What do you like about me?" Yan Yongchen didn't understand. How could a cold-blooded and heartless person like him be worthy of being liked and why would anyone devote so much of their heart to him for so many years?

Qian Manman frowned and thought carefully, "From the first time I saw my husband, I fell in love with him. I couldn't help but want to get close to him and pity him. Sometimes I would even feel distressed. Anyway, I just like him indescribably and want to be with him."

"Pity? Why would I feel pity?"

"I don't know. Every time I see you, my husband, I feel lonely and depressed. I just can't help but feel pity for you."

Although the answer was unexpected, Yan Yongchen's heart was warmed again as expected.

I still remember when I first met Qian Manman, I thought Qian Manman was very stupid, often so stupid that it made people laugh. But as time went by, I felt that the little girl's stupidity was cute.

Qian Manman was the only surprise in his busy life. In front of Qian Manman, he didn't need to worry or be on guard and could get a brief respite.

Perhaps it was to repay Qian Manman's wholehearted care that he unknowingly developed a preference for her. When he was busy or sad, he would occasionally think of her. As time went by, he thought about her more and more, and it entered his heart.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to let anyone live in his heart, because only by cutting off all emotions and love and having no soft spots could he not be bound.

After all, human hearts are made of flesh and blood and are totally uncontrollable. In the end, the cold and hard hearts that had been tempered by countless blows began to warm up and soften.

But he doesn't deserve it, at least before all the executioners get their due retribution, he doesn't deserve to be loved, let alone love.

On July 15th, the last coffin was carried out from the harem.

The one who died was the fifth princess born to Concubine Liang, the younger sister of Yu Jinzhou, who was born to the same mother as her, and the youngest daughter that Emperor Yuan Jing truly loved.

In recent days, Emperor Yuanjing has been plagued by nightmares and has become increasingly exhausted due to the torture. However, he is still concerned about Concubine Liang and drags his tired body to see the Fifth Princess off.

Watching the coffin being carried away, Concubine Liang cried heartbreakingly. When Emperor Yuanjing stepped forward to comfort her, she pushed him away.

The eunuch was quick to support Emperor Yuanjing from behind, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Concubine Liang has always been timid, especially when facing Emperor Yuanjing. She was as cowardly as an ignorant little girl. At this moment, she made a big mistake but was not afraid at all. She looked at Emperor Yuanjing with hatred and scolded him.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If you hadn't done something that angered heaven and man, heaven wouldn't have punished me, and my daughter wouldn't have died, she wouldn't have died... wuwuwu..."

Heaven's punishment? Under the candlelight, Emperor Yuan Jing's face looked even more pale.

The dying out of the Yu family's descendants, was this a punishment from God?

No, it's impossible. He is the emperor, the supreme ruler. God will only protect him and will never punish him.