In the damp and dark cell, the sun detoured, the cell was filled with a musty smell of moss, Zhu'er's thin body, only felt the chills of the gust of wind blowing, her face was a little red, she felt a little dizzy, her body was burning, and her mouth was dry.

A cell boss walked over, a little impatient and shouted: "You still think you are the queen, a dying person, go cool, don't disturb us to drink" The cell boss who spoke was called Li Datou, this person was a bad gambler, did all kinds of evil, was originally a street ruffian, and then the family smashed the pot and sold iron to scrape together some money to buy him a cell boss, and he barely survived, and most of the prisoners in his hands were nine deaths, for a person who was about to die, no matter what kind of queen she was, it was difficult to escape death in the end, I saw him smile slyly, took a glass of wine and drank the rest of the wine, opened the prison door, and walked to her side: "Do you want to drink water, I'm sorry, Queen Mother, we only have wine, don't pay attention to it, just drink it" After finishing speaking, I only saw the wine spilled on her body, and the wine went down her neck, a little bit in her body, now Zhu'er was already unwell, and was having a high fever, only to feel a chill like a needle on her heart, she barely supported her numb body, Smiled bitterly, most of the people in the palace were people who tended to be inflammatory, and now she is no longer a high-ranking queen, who cares about the life or death of a prisoner, and most of the people who were put into the cell are estimated to end their sad and ridiculous lives here. Consciousness dissipated little by little, and scenes of the past appeared in her mind subconsciously, remembering that she insisted on marrying Long Yan despite her mother's opposition, at that time she thought that as long as she could stay by Long Yan's side, it was enough, but she always ignored that Long Yan He is the emperor, a generation of emperors, the harem is as beautiful as a cloud, there will be any emperor in the world who only takes a scoop, she is just a drop in the ocean, who cares about her life and death, another voice faintly swayed in her mind, although it was very vague, but it could be recognized as a man's voice, I've told you, you're a prostitute, how do you match me, I'm just playing with you, and there are countless overlapping images in my mind, isn't this a dream I've been having? The man, his face, as if blocked by a layer of mist, couldn't see clearly, just when Zhu'er wanted to try to see clearly, suddenly the surroundings became empty, there was no one around, and Zhu'er could feel her heartbeat. Could it be that I am dead, Zhu'er clearly remembers that she was in prison, how can she be here now?

"You're not dead," an ethereal voice floated from her side, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Who are you" Zhu'er was a little frightened, she looked around, there was no one, how did she get to this place, and there was a female voice in Juhui, so familiar, as if she was alone, and suddenly an incredible answer appeared in her mind, it was me, how could it be, Zhu'er was a little unconvinced.

"Don't question, I'm you"

Zhu'er was a little shocked, "You are talking nonsense, how can you be me, who are you, don't pretend to be a ghost"

"I am your past life" The words revealed a desolation, and her voice constantly echoed around her, a little empty and ethereal, but it seeped into Zhu'er's body bit by bit like a chronic poison, and those dusty pasts stirred her heart, and the pain made her a little suffocated.

"I heard that when a person dies and drinks a bowl of Lethe water, he will forget his past life, but there are still some people who still remember his past life, and that is because the injury is too painful to erase, do you want to know who the negative person is?" The voice sneered, as if it were about to devour everything.

"No, that's your business, I don't want to know" Zhu'er shook her head vigorously, why do you have to continue to bear the pain of the previous life in this life, that dream is too painful, she would rather not think about it, and seal that memory forever, isn't it all herself in the past life and this life, can't she still let go of it? I'd rather suffer in pain, how deep this hatred is, maybe it will be stuck to the bone marrow.

"Pearl, Pearl," a familiar voice rang out of her ears. The two voices overlapped in the haze, and gradually her thoughts were pulled into reality, and she opened her eyes tired and weak, and saw the second prince Long Qu, she looked around weakly, the room was elegantly furnished, and under her was a soft wooden bed, delicately carved and decorated: "Where is this" should be a damp cell in my impression, a dirty and mildewy straw bed.

Looking at the thin, haggard Zhu'er, Long Qu was a little distressed, he was the daughter of the pampered prime minister, how could he have suffered so much, looking at Zhu'er's dim eyes, it seems that the blow is naturally not small, if he wasn't at ease today, he wanted to visit her, he just happened to be bumped into by himself, and he didn't know what would happen, he was a little remorseful, regretted that he didn't do enough, didn't protect her, and said distressedly, "You are in my mansion, have a good rest, no one can hurt you"

Looking at Long Qu's firm and serious expression, Zhu'er had an indescribable feeling in her heart, a complex emotion she didn't dare to think about, and she didn't want to think about it, maybe you shouldn't save me. The love-hate relationship between this life and her previous life has exhausted her physically and mentally.

In Cining Palace, several palace maids serve left and right, the Queen Mother sits on the phoenix chair with lifelike carving, looks at the opera in front of her with great interest, and the chief eunuch around her serves carefully, always paying attention to Lafayette's every move, a gentle and melodious opera sound ripples in the hall, sighing and chanting, the words are round, Hua Dan lotus steps move lightly, and the imitation is vivid. Yun'er, who was sitting on the side, saw that the Queen Mother was very happy, and glanced at Xiaoyue cautiously, but at this moment, Xiaoyue still lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly.

"Yun'er, the drama troupe you arranged today is really good, and they are all rewarded" The Queen Mother said with a pleasant face, and glanced slightly at the eunuch who served her closely, the eunuch with quick eyes and quick hands, immediately understood, and raised her voice: "Spread the will of the Queen Mother, and the drama troupe will reward 100 taels"

All the people in the "Empress Dowager Xie" troupe bowed respectfully.

The Queen Mother leaned on her body, leaning a little, probably a little tired, and said softly: "Yun'er, what reward do you want?"

"Back to the Queen Mother, Yun'er originally wanted to make her aunt happy, and since her aunt is satisfied, Yun'er doesn't have any luxury"

"Good boy, Aunt Xinyi has received it, so let's do it, there are pastries in my palace that have been paid tribute to by Tubo recently, so I will reward you with a share."

"Empress Dowager Xie" Yun'er cautiously knelt down and bowed to Xie En, for fear of making a wrong step, after all, she had successfully met Xiaoyue at the moment, and now she lacked the opportunity to be alone, and suddenly had an idea, "Back to the Queen Mother, Yun'er wants Xiaoyue to take me to get pastries"

As soon as these words came out, the eunuch who was about to serve pastries hurriedly stopped and waited for the queen mother's words.

The Queen Mother paused for a while, and Ji'er smiled: "If it weren't for Yun'er mentioning Xiaoyue, the mourning family would have forgotten, Xiaoyue was still a descendant of your family before, okay, let Xiaoyue accompany you, and retreat."

"Kneel down for the Queen Mother," everyone said in unison