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One hundred and eighty-eight dowries were stuffed to the brim, and they were carried from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the palace.

Yuan Jinyu is dressed in a phoenix crown, her eyes are bright, and her face is like a peach blossom. All the people watched the ceremony, and the historian read out the words of the ceremony step by step, while she lowered her head slightly, shyly watching Mu Ling wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and walking from a distance.

His eyes were full of pity and love, he took the edict of canonization, raised the jade seal, and completed the last step of worshipping his ancestors.

Yuan Jinyu felt as if his heart was beating out, and when he looked down, in the crowd in the distance, there were his father, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law who had already married, all of whom looked at him with envy.

Mu Ling stood beside her and wanted to worship heaven and earth with her.

The talented and beautiful woman has formed the most beautiful picture. In the eyes of both of them, there is only each other.

Who knew that the voice of the ceremonial official "worshipping heaven and earth" had just sounded, and the picture turned, Feng Concubine was extremely enchanting and docile leaning on Mu Ling's arms, and her hand was stroking the cat in her arms.

Her eyes were slight, and she pointed to Yuan Jinyu, who was kneeling under the steps, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, Yuan Meiren scared the concubine's cat." ”

And the man with a calm face, handsome and lifeless, didn't even raise his eyes, but just said lightly: "Spread the decree, demote Yuan Meiren to a commoner, and enter the cold palace......"

Yuan Jinyu woke up, and at this time she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Getting married is naturally fake, but the later entry into the cold palace is real.

She was lying alone in an empty palace, covered in a foul smell, thin skin and bones, her face was already blue and purple, and where was the pearlescent beauty of the first beauty in the capital.

has been sent to the cold palace for three years, but her hatred has not diminished in the slightest. The Prime Minister's Mansion was destroyed, and countless women committed suicide on the beam in order to get rid of the fate of being prostitutes in the future.

And the one who made all this was the Mu Ling who had promised the country a bright future for himself.

She hated that she only had no eyes, and she hated that she was blinded by a position of power, so that she ended up like this.

The sound of ritual music came from the palace in the distance, and I heard that it was King Rui who had finally married the queen after three years of filial piety for the emperor.

Yuan Jinyu felt ironic, after three years of filial piety, how the emperor died, presumably Mu Ling knew better than anyone else.

When his eyes began to drift, Yuan Jinyu smiled. Because she didn't speak all year round, she could only make angry sounds, tearing and tearing, and she was hoarse and terrible.

And her cloudy eyes, for some reason, shed tears. His hands clutched the dilapidated dirty mattress under him, and at the last moment, he didn't blink his eyes.

Mu Ling, I hope you can sit on the throne stained by the blood of countless people, I hope that all the women around you will fight openly and secretly for power, and I hope you will also taste the pain of killing your brother and killing your father.

If there is an afterlife, what you have done to me Yuan Jinyu in this life, I will return it to you a thousand times!

In a piece of ceremonial music, the woman who was only twenty-three years old, but with gray temples, finally ran out of oil. She died like an ant, and no one died for her, sad.

At this time, a eunuch looked hurried, came to the emperor's side, who had already courtesed the queen, and said a few words in his ear respectfully.

Mu Ling's expression remained unchanged, and she still looked indifferent and ruthless: "Spread my will, restore the position of the beauty of the Yuanshu people, and bury it with the gift of a beauty." ”