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When she was a child, she didn't teach Feng Hanyu to practice calligraphy.

- Feng Hanyu was not in the palace, and her whereabouts were unknown, but she still designed many traps in advance to lead her into the Infernal Hell.

- Feng Hanyu induced her to kill her own child!

-- The child she had been waiting for for a long time was misunderstood and killed by her own hands!

In this world, and in her life, there is nothing more cruel, more painful, more miserable, and more remorseful.

In this world, there is probably no woman who can withstand this kind of injury and blow.

No matter how smart and powerful she is, she is only a woman who loves a man and wants to have children with him - she is a woman first, and then a concubine.

So, she broke down, broke down completely, and fell into a demon that she could no longer get rid of.

Now, all she wants is revenge, until she destroys all her enemies and enemies.

Only if she achieves this goal will it be possible for her to return to her original track.

How she got pregnant, whether she can get pregnant again in the future, whether her condition can be cured, how to regain the emperor's favor, and so on, are no longer within the scope of her consideration.

The long night passed in her suppressed pain and hatred.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Mrs. Ji appeared at the door of the bedroom, calling "Lian'er, Lian'er, what's wrong with you", and ran quickly to the bedside.

Ji Lian had already gotten up and sat upright in front of the dresser, letting the maid comb her hair.

Hearing her mother's call, Ji Lian turned her face slightly, smiled, and her voice was unusually calm: "Mother, you are here." ”

When Mrs. Ji saw her appearance, she stopped in shock, her eyes widened, her hands covered her mouth, and she looked at her in disbelief.

This pale, emaciated, woman with obvious fine lines at the corners of her eyes and a lot of gray hair in her hair is her baby daughter?

I haven't seen her for a few days, how can my daughter age more than ten years old overnight?

What the hell, what happened to make my daughter like this?

Ji Lian didn't know that she was getting old, because her eyes were crying too much, and she had been applying medicine for the past few days, and she couldn't see it very clearly, and she couldn't see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the gray of some hair roots from the bronze mirror.

Mrs. Ji covered her lips with her hand, endured her distress and shock, stepped forward quickly, took her hand, and burst into tears: "Lian'er, you sue Sù Niangqin, what happened to make you sick like this?" ”

Ji Lian smiled: "I sue you, will you avenge me?" ”

The word "revenge" made Mrs. Ji's heart "chuckle".

She said in a low voice: "Revenge is to be avenged, but the gentleman is to take revenge, ten years is not too late, daughter, the most important thing now is that you have to take care of your body, and the matter of revenge will be talked about later." ”

"Mother is right." Ji Lian smiled, picked up the bright red lipstick with her fingertips, and wiped it on the dry lips, "I'll talk about this later." ”

Hehehe, she knew that her mother would not help her take revenge.

She doesn't count on her mother anymore.

And no one is counted on anymore.

She looked in the mirror, delicately delineating her face, without looking at her mother or saying a word.

She felt that she, her mother, and anyone else, had nothing to say.

Mrs. Ji didn't blame her daughter for not taking care of herself, her daughter was so sick that she couldn't feel distressed, so how could she blame her daughter?

"Lian'er ......" She hesitated for a moment, and was almost about to blurt out the question she had always wanted to ask, but she felt that this was not the time, so she said it, "Look at your thinness, is it okay for your mother to cook your favorite white fungus lotus seed soup for you?" ”

Ji Lianyan smiled: "Okay, there is Mother Lao." ”

Mrs. Ji patted her hand gently and walked out of the bedroom.

Because Ji Lian has been ill for a long time, and often has a sudden onset, Xianxia Palace has an independent kitchen, with a variety of commonly used medicinal materials and ingredients that can be stored for a long time, Mrs. Ji walked into the small kitchen, pulled up her sleeves, and personally cooked white fungus lotus seed soup for her daughter.

A noble lady like her naturally doesn't usually need to cook, and rarely cooks, but out of concern for her husband and daughter, she occasionally cooks some simple and delicious desserts, such as this white fungus lotus seed soup, which she does very well, and when her daughter is at home, she has to pester her to make it every summer and autumn.

Her hands are extremely white and delicate, she selects the best lotus seeds one by one, breaks the white fungus one by one, cleans it with the dew collected in the morning, and then boils it with the dew, cooks it, and boils it rotten.

She stared at the water, stared at the fire, didn't take a step off the stove, didn't ask anyone to help.

This is what she made for her baby daughter, and every link is integrated with her heart.

It was nearly an hour before she cooked a pot of crystal clear, extremely thick soup, scooped it into a large bowl, and brought it herself into her daughter's bedroom.

Ji Lian had finished her make-up and was leaning against the window, quietly looking at the sky.

Even though she was haggard and white-headed overnight, she was still extremely beautiful after dressing up.

is like a sick Xizi, no matter how weak he is, there is another kind of beauty that penetrates into the bones.

"Lian'er, come, try the white fungus lotus seed soup boiled by my mother." Mrs. Ji put down the tray, walked to the window, took her daughter's hand, sat down together, and then picked up the delicate porcelain bowl, took a bowl of lotus seed soup, and fed her daughter herself.

"Thank you, Mother." Ji Lian's voice was still hoarse after crying for a long time, but her attitude was very calm and elegant.

After taking two sips, she smiled: "The lotus seed soup made by my mother still tastes so good, and my daughter likes it the most." ”

Her face is so decent, her smile is so gentle, but it is so perfect that it is not real, it is picturesque, but it is not like a living person.

Mrs. Ji felt that her daughter's attitude had changed too much compared with last time, but she felt sorry for her daughter's serious illness, so she didn't think much about it, but said with relief: "If you like it, drink more, my mother has cooked a lot." ”

"yes, okay." Ji Lian obediently opened her mouth and drank.

After drinking a bowl, she licked her lips gently: "It's delicious." ”

Mrs. Ji immediately happily gave her another bowl: "Come, eat another bowl." ”

"Mother eats too." Ji Lian didn't let her mother feed herself, took the bowl, and tasted it slowly.

After Mrs. Ji also poured herself a bowl, she ate a few bites, and said unintentionally: "Lian'er, where is Aunt Ma, why didn't I see her?" ”

In fact, she had already received the news that Aunt Ma and Imperial Physician Liu had been beaten to death for doing obscene things, and she was shocked on the spot, but she had something to do in the past two days, and she couldn't go into the palace immediately to ask what was going on.

She believed in Aunt Ma's personality, and she also knew that Imperial Doctor Liu didn't have the courage, besides, both of them were at this age, how could they still have such interest? How could such a thing be done in the concubine's residence?

There must be something hidden in this.

She always wanted to ask her daughter, and she had to ask her daughter what was going on.

When Ji Lian heard her mention Aunt Ma, disgust and anger flashed in her eyes without a trace, but her tone was still very light: "They drank too much, did unsightly things, and messed up the palace, and the palace let people beat them to death." ”

She said it so lightly, as if she had killed only two penniless minions, which made Mrs. Ji uncomfortable and disappointed.