Wedge·The revengeful phoenix crawling out of hell
"If you want to take your life, take my life?" In the rainstorm in her previous life, she broke her knees and cried out to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
After rebirth, he opened his eyes - Honghui's hot breath in his arms burned his palms. This time, Ulanara Yixiu wiped away the blood on his face with a smile: "You are worthy of taking my life?!"
She remembers! The cold rain soaked through the unlined clothes, and the imperial hospital's red door reflected the dazzling silk flowers on Rouze's maid's hairpin: "Fetal discomfort, the imperial doctor has no time to save your son~"
She remembers! The warm pavilion of Yikun Palace was filled with the scent of ambergris, and the emperor wrote "auspicious" in ink with a warm smile. However, she hugged Honghui's body and knelt on the cold gold bricks, only saying in exchange: "You crazy woman who is a bastard, drag her out!"
She remembers it better! The "eldest son" on the jade certificate is as gold-lacquered as a knife, cutting out her two lifetimes of humiliation - why is the moonlight still white when the bones turn to ashes? Why will her Hui'er remain a "bastard" until the day he dies? !
The bones are tempered by the fire of hell and reborn, and the virtuous queen of the past returns with a sword!
Standing on the carved bed in Jingren Palace, her koel-dyed fingers dug into the brocade mattress, and her gentle eyes were cracked, bursting with poisonous flames like Shura.
It was raining heavily, and she kicked open the closed door of Tai Hospital with her bare feet! The moment when the silk flowers on the spring temples fell into the mud——
"Anyone who stands in the way of my son's birth," the blood-stained embroidered shoes ran over the delicate silk flowers, "I will send you to hell first to explore the way!"
Holding her dying son in her arms, she broke into the gentle land of the emperor.
The swaddling clothes were opened, and Honghui's purple face smashed into the royal case's "auspicious" cinnabar
