In the first year of Qingying, the north wind was bleak.

The dead branches and leaves in the cold palace were covered with a layer of snow frost. There seemed to be faint laughter and joy coming from the Golden Palace in front of them, and the sound of firecrackers continued. Lin Yingxue leaned against the hall gate, smiling miserably.

It has been more than four months since she was wrongly accused of murdering the imperial heir last time and was demoted to the cold palace by Murong Xun. The cold palace has surrounded many imperial guards and cannot go out.

The only one who can leave the cold palace is Di'er, who brings back the personal maid, and it is only a few rotten rice and vegetables. In winter, there is no cotton jacket.

Because of the cold, Lin Yingxue's hands and feet were cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, and layers of skin appeared on her face. When the wind blew, it hurt like a knife. But she was still guarding the door day and night, looking forward to Murong Xun's appearance.

Since Lin Yingxue was demoted, her sister Lin Yingling, who had depended on her in the palace, has risen in status. But Murong Xun, who had always said that she would protect herself forever, never saw her again.

Even if you have a fetus in your womb.

With a long sigh, Lin Yingxue stroked her belly and showed a soft smile on her face. Dier hurriedly ran from outside. She was torn clothes and angry on her face. When she saw Lin Yingxue, she looked like she wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong?" Di'er was mature and steady, and rarely lost her composure. Seeing her like this, Lin Yingxue felt a little panic inexplicably.

Di'er held her palm tightly, and her whole body was trembling. Seeing that even if her queen had fallen to such a state, her eyes were still tender, she couldn't help but cry and knelt in front of Lin Yingxue: "Empress, Concubine Ling was named Empress by the Emperor, but I was dissatisfied. I wanted to find an opportunity to question Concubine Ling, but I saw that the Emperor was staying with her..."

Did Lin Yingling become the queen?

After hearing this, Lin Yingxue was in a daze and squatted on the ground. After a while, she was overwhelmed: "Then, what about me?"

"Guru Ling said, if you are alive, it is unreasonable for her to be the queen." Dier gritted her teeth and helped Lin Yingxue up, closed her eyes, and said in anger: "The emperor promised her that she would execute you."

Dier helped Lin Yingxue sit aside, then quickly packed up the only money in the cold palace and stuffed it into Lin Yingxue's hand with a firm expression: "Empress, when the imperial guards come to capture you later, I will dress you up. If you escape from the back door, I have already greeted Ah Fu, and he will take you away secretly."

Ah Fu was the guard she brought from the Lin family. She has been following her since childhood, loyal and loyal. Lin Yingxue's eyes turned, her face turned gray and her lips moved, and she grabbed the package in her hand.

She obviously didn't expect that she would end up like this. Half a year ago, she was the queen who favored the harem, but now she has to face a bleak situation of being killed by her lover.

When she was twelve years old, she was disfigured and had no choice but to marry the powerless fifth prince Murong Xun. When she knew Murong Xun's ambition, she made up her mind to help him ascend the throne, and she would not regret it if she died for a lifetime.

I thought Murong Xun was treating him sincerely, but Lin Yingling entered the palace and deceived her with sweet words. Murong Xun also used the excuse of unstable foundation, and went to the palace one by one to choose concubines. In the end, he, the hero, became a queen with a false reputation.

Thinking of all the past twelve years, Lin Yingxue suddenly sneered, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks. Seeing her like this, Di'er rushed forward with a choked voice and kowtowed over and over again: "I am too weak to protect the Empress. I hope that Empress will forgive her sins. If there is a next life, I will be the one who wishes to be the Empress."

Blood spots appeared on the ground, and Lin Yingxue hugged Di'er and cried bitterly. After crying, she made up her mind and looked at Di'er: "If you want to go together, you will die for me, it's not worth it."

The master and servant agreed, so they picked up the package and came out of the back door. Soon the cold palace came a complicated voice. Afu was waiting by the path. The anger and sadness in their hearts were intertwined, and neither of them saw the coldness in Afu's eyes.

Ah Fu walked in front, the night was dim, and the snow reflected the cold light. The master and servant were not familiar with the palace, but after half of the incense stick left, the lively sound was getting closer and closer. Lin Yingxue frowned: "Ah Fu, where are you taking us?"

Without an answer, Afu's pace became faster and faster. Dier hurriedly stopped Lin Yingxue and watched Afu turn around and disappear into the garden with a cautious look. At the same time, what sounded was the sharp female voice behind him.

"Where is my sister going, why don't you tell me!"

Lin Yingxue was shocked all over and saw a large group of imperial guards surrounding him, surrounding the two of them. The leaders were Lin Yingling and Murong Xun.

Murong Xun was impatient, wearing a golden dragon robe, Lin Yingling was wearing a dark red peony dress, with nine phoenix hairpins on her head, smiling sweetly, leaning softly against the man.

"What's going on..."

In just a moment, Lin Yingxue woke up. She looked at the two of them in disbelief, her voice trembling: "You, you have bribed Ah Fu!"

"Hehe." Lin Yingling covered her mouth and looked stern. She walked towards Lin Yingxue, raised Lin Yingxue's head in disgust, glanced at her abdomen. Di'er was afraid that she would attack Lin Yingxue, so she rushed up-

Some liquid splashed on Lin Yingxue's cheeks. She reached out to touch her, but it was bloody red. Dier fell softly beside her, and a long knife was inserted into her heart.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Lin Yingxue was stunned for two seconds, hugging Dier in grief. Dier stared at her eyes, spoke hard, and said something, then she tilted her head and died.

The sound was very small, but Lin Yingxue heard it clearly. Before Di'er died, she was still thinking about her: "Empress, okay, live well."

Lin Yingxue whistled to the sky, and her face was filled with tears, making her look even more ugly.

She stood up with difficulty, walked to Murong Xun with her stomach, and asked word by word: "You, have you ever loved me?"

"You are so ugly, how could the emperor love you!"

Lin Yingling contemptuously and ridiculed her eyes, and her eyes were full of disdain, but Lin Yingxue only looked at Murong Xun with a steady attitude.

After a long time, Murong Xun spoke, and his words were full of coldness: "I am very grateful to you for helping me sit in your current position, but you are not worthy of being with me."

The two of them stood side by side, and they were indeed handsome men and beautiful women. The one who stood opposite was Lin Yingxue, who looked extremely ugly, looked ridiculous.

How ironic, Lin Yingxue felt desolate inside. She stroked the child and slowly approached Murong Xun, almost crazy: "I am still pregnant with your child, Murong Xun, how can you be so affectionate, how can you?"

But no one answered her again.

Murong Xun pulled out the long sword of the imperial guard beside him and stabbed directly into Lin Yingxue's belly. He looked disgusted and raised the tip of the knife: "If it weren't for dealing with it, how could I have done that with you? If I had known it, I would have drugged it in advance."

The child seemed to be crying from the belly. Lin Yingxue lost all her strength and fell to the ground. She covered her stomach with her hands, but to no avail. The unformed child was still slowly lost from the huge wound given by her father.

Lin Yingxue looked up at the man she had loved for twelve years, and slowly crawled towards him, opening her mouth to ask for an answer, but only countless black bloodstains surged out of her mouth.

Murong Xun looked at her and then slashed again, hitting the mouth of the vest. Lin Yingxue spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Murong Xun's toes in disbelief. The other party seemed extremely disgusted, pulled out the knife, took a step back, hugged Lin Yingling, who was proud beside him, and left without looking back.

The last memory is the pair of boots, which creaked in the snow, as if shattering Lin Yingxue's heart.
Chapter completed!