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The paranoid and forbearing empress Gong & the gentle and sickly virgin princess
When he was seven years old, Yang Lingan witnessed his mother's head being severed, but the man stepped on her mother's bones and ascended to the throne.
From then on, she only lived for one thing, revenge.
When Yang Ling'an first entered the palace, he was looked down upon and humiliated because of his withdrawn personality. He fell into a high fever and fainted on the path leading to the palace.
The eldest princess Yu Huiyin, who was most favored by Emperor Yu, went out for a tour, and when she came back, there was a little maid in the palace.
She picked up Yang Ling'an, who was unconscious on the ground, and hired an imperial doctor to teach her how to read etiquette and calligraphy. She also left two guiding lights for her nightmares every night, so that she wouldn't get lost in her dreams.
Yang Lingan also tried hard to play the role of obedient and ignorant.
And it's all about taking advantage.
She took advantage of the innocent eldest princess to kill her parents and brothers at her birthday party, and imprisoned her in a prison where she was exposed to the spring breeze every night.
In this regard, Yang Lingan just said something lightly.
"This is what your Yu family owes me."
"Whatever you owe me should be paid back to me."
In Yu Huiyin's eyes that gradually lost focus, she tremblingly pulled on Yang Ling'an's sleeves.
The shame nearly drove her crazy.
"Kill me... Yang Lingan, please kill me!"
Yang Ling'an gently lifted her chin.
"What? Are you still thinking about your dear childhood sweetheart?"
"I forgot to tell you that Xie Yangui has been buried in the yellow sand for a long time."
"Life after life, you can only atone for my sins."
Her hopes were completely shattered. Yu Huiyin dropped his hands, holding back tears to meet her repeated humiliations.
Just stay entangled with Yang Lingan for the rest of your life.
A year later, news of Yu Huiyin's death came from Chaoyang Palace.
The deposed eldest princess of the previous dynasty died of bleeding, leaving only an infant and premature baby.
Yang Ling'an, who had always hated her to the core, suddenly changed his mind. He stayed away from court for three days and still had a high fever, muttering four words vaguely in his mouth.
"My wife's voice..."
After recovering from the illness, Yang Lingan held her daughter in her arms and cried every day.
The whole country was shocked.
Three years later, during a tour to the south, Yang Lingan was walking down the street in despair when he saw a figure who looked exactly like Yu Huiyin.
She was holding the soft little girl in her arms, talking and laughing with the woman next to her.
Regardless of his identity, Yang Lingan rushed forward and took her hand, but the woman slapped it away in disgust.
"Your Majesty, please respect yourself."
Her voice was cold, and her eyes were cold and distant.
"I know I was wrong, Ayin, please forgive me."
She knelt in front of Yu Huiyin, grabbing the dress that she could pull away at any time, crying and begging her not to leave.
But Yu Huiyin didn't even give her a look, ignored her pull, and left.
Yang Ling'an desperately pulled her, and when he met her eyes, there was no longer the tenderness, compassion, or even a trace of love in her eyes.
There is only deep disgust and the irritability of not being able to get rid of this trouble.
"What? Your Majesty, are you going to rob a civilian woman in broad daylight?"
Yang Ling'an's hand paused.
Yu Huiyin saluted Yang Ling'an distantly and respectfully, "Your Majesty, a civilian girl has a family. I hope your Majesty will respect yourself."
Ps: 1v1, double c
Purpose: Struggling to survive in a desperate situation
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