The cold wind blew up, rolling up the remnants of snow on the ground, as if the frost-like white dew permeated above the firmament, covering Liu Xinzi's eyes.

Outside the Xirou Palace, the vermilion palace gate has been broken, and before the door is pushed, there is a strong and bitter smell of medicine. The outer walls of the hall are crawling with creepers, and they look even more depressed and dilapidated.

There was a familiar singing voice from the palace, and it looked particularly strange on such a night.

She pondered outside the door for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage, took a deep breath, and suddenly pushed the door in—the hall was full of brocade curtains, and the light became more and more dim, making it seem that the hall was too quiet and quiet.

The singing came to an abrupt end the moment she pushed the door in.

Her gaze swept and locked on to the woman standing in the corner of the courtyard.

Apparently no one was expecting a visit late at night. The old and haggard figure looked at Liu Xinzi blankly for a moment, with an unbelievable light in his eyes.

Liu Xinzi walked slowly step by step, looking at the familiar face that had once captivated the country and the city, word by word: "You, no, crazy." ”

Concubine Rou's eyes changed unpredictably, and after a long time, she suddenly laughed.

She was crazy and terrifying, staring at Liu Xinzi's eyes: "You have a big fate, this palace has been pretending to be crazy in this cold palace for five years for you!" And you—are still alive and easy! The sky is unfair, and God has no eyes! ”

"Why!" Liu Xinzi's chest stirred and was unspeakable, "What do I have, it is worth sacrificing your wealth and wealth to frame you!" ”

Concubine Rou sneered: "What qualifications do you have, you are worthy of being framed by this palace - this palace is like this, not for Hao'er of this palace, for this dynasty, for thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!" ”

Her eyes looked into the distance, her expression was slightly trance-like, as if she was indulging in the beautiful joy of the past, and her tone suddenly became soft: "Hao'er of this palace, since she was a child, is the first in the world." looks handsome and extraordinary. In this palace, how can there be a prince who can pass through the palace Hao'er in this palace? ”

"He could have risen to prominence, but you are shameless, you have been entangled with him, and you have secretly exchanged letters to confuse Hao'er in this palace."

"In the end, Hongu found out that he really loves you. actually carried me behind my back and privately promised you for life! His princess can not be beautiful, can not be virtuous, but! He must come from a distinguished family to help him ascend to the throne! ”

"You have a weak personality and a delicate body, you don't have Song Qingyi's ruthlessness, nor your sister's means! Your father is a general of the Frontier and has no real power in his hands, what qualifications do you have to make Hao'er in this palace fall in love with you! You ask me why, and then Hongu will tell you - you deserve to die! If it weren't for you, Hao'er would always be the good son of Bengong, and she would never contradict Bengong! ”

"The son of this palace is the only son of heaven, and he will be the emperor in the future, and this palace is the queen mother! The world is ours! ”

The more she talked, the more excited she became, her eyes were splitting, Liu Xinzi looked at her in a daze, is this woman in front of her really the concubine who used to be virtuous and virtuous in the harem? Is it really the concubine who took care of herself in front of people in the past?

She only felt that her pulse was beating rapidly, pounding against her heart, her chest seemed to be about to burst out, and her hands trembled unconsciously with the bone-chilling cold, like dead leaves on branches in the autumn wind.

She looked at Concubine Rou who was crazy, and her voice trembled: "You did it." Qu Ninghao ruined my appearance with your own hands because you hated me to the core, poisoned my throat, and cut my tendons - now I can't sing or dance, Liu Xinzi, who was once famous in the capital, has long since died. ”