The imperial concubine, the word Fanghua, is actually bitter and desolate.

He once cried and wanted to return to the Heavenly Palace, continue to enjoy the glory and wealth, and secretly compete for the crown of the Seven Yao Golden Beads that symbolized the status of the prince of the Heavenly Realm.

Seeing that he was confused, Nan Yi slapped him hard, which was unprecedented in his memory. Her mother, Emperor Concubine Nanyi, was deferential and humble, and extremely gentle, even the immortal concubines in the Heavenly Palace dared to bully her.

Why, we can't go back, Daddy dotes on us so much...... He touched his face and held back tears.

Do you pamper you? or pamper me?" she asked rhetorically.

Of course, Daddy dotes on our mother and son, has Niangniang forgotten the most extravagant palace, the most noble identity, and the most enviable treasure that Daddy gave us?

She sneered and said calmly, are these so-called honors still yours now...... If you like someone, will you be willing to take back all the favor you once gave him...... You have also forgotten that on the day we rushed to the fiefdom, your father did not see you off, nor did he say anything to you......

Huang Xiao, don't blame your mother for her indifference at the moment, she just wants to tell you...... Everything that used to exist no longer exists, and those who are too greedy will be tortured, and you must now remember that you are no longer the fourth son of the emperor.

Am I not my father's child anymore...... He finally burst into tears.

Nan Yi's trembling hands, combing his somewhat frizzy hair, said slowly, is it so important, Xiao'er, don't cry, listen to the story of the mother.

A long, long time ago, there was a little princess who was given as a gift by her parents to a king, and the little princess did not dare to object, so she had to try to like the king, but the king did not love her. The king had many women, many masks, and no one dared to guess the king's heart, and no one guessed which woman the emperor loved...... But the little princess knew who the king cared about most.

With watery eyes, he asked, Niangniang, who does the king care about?

As a king, he has the world in mind, and he can only care about himself the most.

I don't believe that if you are a king, you only love yourself, how to govern the world well. He retorted.

She shook her head and smiled lovingly, everyone's mind is different, some kings care about themselves, and some may really care about the whole world.

Xiao'er, Niangniang tells this story to tell you that life is different, you need to think about it yourself, and your choice now is your future.

Auntie, are we going to be trapped here for the rest of our lives?

If you are used to being trapped, then you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life, and if you don't want to, you will be at ease everywhere.

Huang Xiao, A-Niang also wants to tell you, don't hold grudges, let alone disobey your father. She has never looked complaining, but at this moment her eyes are foggy, we have been exiled here, we are the people who have been convicted, and only when we atone for our sins can we be free.

But A-Niang, we have done nothing wrong, what sin should we atone for?

The tears in her eyes were clear and bright, Xiao'er, A-Niang...... I'm sorry for you......

Therefore, Emperor Nanyi's concubine died in the fiefdom of the four sons of Tiangong, Ruan Taozhou, and was buried together. The palace supervisor passed on the matter to Zimi Palace.

Nan Yi is also a person with a hard life, thinking about how beautiful she was back then, even Mu Wan couldn't compare to her.

Why should the Queen of Heaven care about the lowly people, she is just a guise for the Dongluan clan to curry favor with the Emperor of Heaven, and her fourth son of the Heavenly Palace now has one life left, nothing. The half-old fairy Ji's withered hand handed over a piece of soft and sweet cake bait, if it weren't for the queen of heaven, how could Xiaolang survive.

Cautiously, the queen of heaven put down half a sweet cake.

Yes, yes, the queen of heaven, the slave has too much to say.

She was in trouble, and she came to Bengong to plead for mercy, but Bengong couldn't bear to drive her away.

The queen of heaven is lenient and kind.

Huang Wen, you have been with the palace for so many years, you should understand that the palace does not like to kill everything. Nan Yi's choice to end herself is her move, think about it, if she doesn't die, the sins of the Dongluan clan borne by Huang Xiao will never be ignored.

Bengong is willing to help her, except for her low eyebrows and pleasing eyes in the past, the most important thing is that she helps Bengong get rid of the big trouble in her heart.

The slave really didn't see it, that Nan Yi was like a piece of wood on weekdays, but her plan was so leaky. Thinking about Nanyi's appearance, she really couldn't guess why this woman was smart and wise, why she tolerated everything and didn't fight.

The more such a woman, the more unfathomable and terrifying it is.

Her own hands were stained with blood, and she couldn't complain about the Queen of Heaven, but the slave heard that this little man handed over a secret letter to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.

Really, there was a tremor in the corners of her charming eyes, maybe this palace shouldn't have believed Nanyi in the first place.

It's true, although Nan Yi was exiled, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven did not announce the abolition of the concubine, let alone the abolition of Na Xiaolang's status as the emperor...... Slaves say something that shouldn't be said...... The queen of heaven let Xiaolang go, this Nan should hang herself or not, there is no difference.

However, a blank paper boy was exiled before he was a minor, and it is difficult for him to make a monstrous wave.

If the remnant of iniquity is not removed, it will become a curse. She persuaded that the slave followed the queen of heaven into this Zimi Palace, and she wanted to protect her mother. The slave knew that Niangniang was reluctant to start, but this heavenly palace is now ...... But only that Xiaolang and His Royal Highness Zu Yun can compete......

Don't say it anymore, this palace doesn't want to embarrass a child.

Looking at the queen of heaven, Niangniang listened to the slave's words, and if she didn't get rid of it at this time, she couldn't get rid of it when Xiaolang was full-fledged. Amber fell to her knees, she knew that her life was about to end, and although she had a clansman Yusang to assist the queen of heaven, she still couldn't rest assured. She grew up with the queen of heaven and regarded her as a relative, but the queen was so unfortunate that she could not conceive...... There are luxurious titles and lonely deep palaces.

No one is evil at the beginning, or seeking glory, or fame and fortune, or seeking joy, and she has no choice but to do evil, so she naturally has to pay the price, and she is willing to fall by himself.

The main hall of the Purple Palace.

The letter in his hand had shallow tear stains, and there were only a few sentences on the letter:

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven

Therefore, Emperor Nanyi's concubine died in the fiefdom of the four sons of Tiangong, Ruan Taozhou, and was buried together.

The son of sin asked to change Ruan Taozhou to Qingping Prefecture, and according to the last wish of his deceased mother, when the son of sin became an adult, he went to a place where peach blossoms flourished, with morning bells and dusk drums, and cultivated with peace of mind, and there was no quarrel with the world.

The son of sin bows three times and bows nine times.

The old palace eunuch took the crude letter paper from the gloomy look of the Emperor and carefully placed it on the wooden table. The old slave thought that there was a lot of mystery about the death of Emperor Nanyi.

He snorted coldly, wanting to say something, but after all, there were no words. As an emperor, what he wants to protect is the people of the world, not a woman, not to mention that this woman is not his beloved.

But at this moment, he kept recalling her calm and elegant, as if nothing in the world could tug at his heartstrings. She never cried, never moved.

I remember that Nanyi doesn't like to laugh, and the only time she laughed like a spring breeze was because our child got a good name.

She said, and the concubine deeply thanked His Majesty for giving the name to the emperor's fourth son.

Huang Xiao, the breeze and the moon, the phoenix is flying, the mountains and rivers are peaceful, and the world is free.