Mingzhu sat on the ground, stunned and looked at the background of their disappearance, only to feel that this world was getting farther and farther away from herself.

Suddenly, she hid her face and wept bitterly, she had destroyed herself with her own hands.

If she didn't get along with Gu Xingyue, she would still be a princess, and she would not be a prisoner, nor would she stay in such a dark place for the rest of her life.

She should be the most noble woman in the Daxian Dynasty, but all of this was destroyed by herself.

She can obviously sit back and enjoy glory and wealth, and she can make everyone's admiring eyes look at her.

But now, she and the lowly cook she despised the most have been replaced.

Gu Xingyue is the princess, she is a humble person who doesn't even know her identity.

"Ahhhh————hh

Mingzhu suddenly roared, her voice full of resentment, full of self-blame, and even more helpless for the future.

After a burst of excitement, she suddenly felt her face itch again, and she stretched out her hands and scratched at her face.

Originally, the wounds were already wrong, and at this time the face was even more terrible, the original wounds were all turned over miserably, and the blood was also bleeding.

Even if she did, no one was looking at her, she felt like she had been forgotten.

In fact, in terms of identity, the pearl is also a princess, even if it is not a princess, it is also a princess.

It is because Concubine Lian changed her child that the Queen Mother was separated from her daughter for so long, so the Queen Mother didn't like this fake daughter who she had been spoiling since she was a child.

In addition, what's the use of loving yourself so much, in times of crisis, it's not like that.

The resentment in the queen mother's heart is cold for Mingzhu, so she doesn't want to deal with her anymore, of course, this is also a later story.

An Cen Xuan took Gu Xingyue to the cell where Meng Xianglian was held, Meng Xianglian was very quiet, and she squatted in a corner.

His eyes were closed, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Probably hearing a sound, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Gu Xingyue in front of her, her eyes, which were originally like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly had a glow, and in a blink of an eye, she seemed to think of something, and she slowly calmed down again.

He stood up and looked at them in silence.

"What do you want to do in the future?"

For Meng Xianglian, Gu Xingyue has always been very strange in her heart, and it is impossible to say that she is completely not resentful, at least before Zhao Ya died, her heart was full of hatred.

And although these have nothing to do with her, as a bystander, she herself feels that it is not right for Meng Xianglian to do this.

"The slave maid wants to become a monk, and from now on pray for the princess and the queen mother."

After Meng Xianglian finished speaking, she knelt down.

She knew that she had made a terrible mistake, and that death was easy, but what was the use of dying.

Even if it is distributed to the frontier, it is only physical exertion.

"Brother, what do you see?"

Gu Xingyue looked at An Cen Xuan on the side and asked for his opinion.

"Sister, you can do it!"

An Cen Xuan shook his head, not wanting to say anything about it.

"Well, let's become a monk!"

Gu Xingyue nodded and agreed, I remember hearing Nan Kite say before that when she was in that courtyard, she was in the Buddha hall day and night, since she likes these, these can also calm her heart, so be it.