Forced love + rebirth of sadomasochism + paranoid emperor + chasing his wife in the crematorium + breaking up and reuniting
I woke up from the severe pain of poisonous wine penetrating my intestines.
The moment I opened my eyes, there still seemed to be a burning bitter taste deep in my throat. The illusion that my internal organs seemed to be crushed and reorganized made me sit up suddenly and cough violently.
"Miss? Are you awake?"
A familiar soft female voice sounded in my ears. I raised my trembling hands and looked at the hands that were not stained with blood and had well-proportioned joints. My mind was in chaos.
"Qingzhu?" I turned around and saw the personal maid who died protecting me from an arrow in my previous life, standing by the bed with warm water in her hands, her face full of worry.
She is still alive.
I looked around. I saw the carved sandalwood bedstead, the brocade quilt embroidered with auspicious clouds, and the bronze mirror on the dressing table. This was my boudoir at home when I was sixteen years old.
"What day is today?" I heard my voice became hoarse.
"Miss, have you forgotten? Yesterday you caught a cold and had a fever and fell asleep all day. Today is the seventh day of March in the 23rd year of Yongchang, and the palace banquet will be in three days." Qingzhu said, passing the warm water to my lips.
Yongchang twenty-three years.
I closed my eyes and memories came flooding back.
This year I am sixteen years old, I have not yet entered the palace, and I have not yet become the Lin Qingwan who climbed up on countless corpses.
The father was the imperial tutor of the dynasty, and he wanted to send his daughter to the palace to win supreme glory for the family. And I, as he wished, had exhausted all the traps and walked step by step to the Queen's throne.
If it weren't for that person,
Fu Yanshen.
The most inconspicuous seventh prince stationed at the border.
The last moment I remember in my previous life was when he led the rebels to break through the palace gate, crushing all my plans and pride with his iron hoof.
All civil and military officials from the court knelt at his feet, my phoenix crown rolled away into dust, and he walked towards me step by step, his bottomless eyes filled with emotions I couldn't understand.
"Lin Qingwan, follow me."
I still remember the way his fingertips trembled slightly when he stretched out his hand.
But how can I be willing to do so? I gave up my humanity, my conscience, and everything else I could give up before finally reaching the supreme position. Let me be taken away by his rebellious minister at the last moment.
Absolutely impossible.
I chose to drink the poisonous wine that had been prepared, and at least I would die like a queen.
In the severe pain, I saw him rushing over, with a look of panic on his face that I had never seen before. I heard him shouting something heartbreakingly, but everything was blurred and returned to darkness.
I don't understand why he came.
I don't even understand why when I open my eyes again, I feel like I'm sixteen years old again.
Intention: What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled