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Jiang Yuanli died in the second month after marrying into the East Palace.
She has been taught since she was a child to climb high and use all kinds of scheming methods to win the favor of the prince. Unexpectedly, in the end, everything was in vain, the dynasty collapsed in an instant, and she died before even getting half of the benefits.
Fortunately, God showed mercy and allowed her to live another life. She was no longer attached to the short-lived royal family, but to the Xie family where her aunt married.
The famous Xie family was so daring that they secretly hid the orphan of the sinner, the deceased prince, and raised him as his own son. He named him Xie Ji. In his previous life, he helped him invade the imperial city and change the dynasty.
Jiang Yuanli made a good calculation and took aim at the current third cousin and the future emperor. She restrained her nature, lowered her eyebrows, and tried her best to get what she wanted.
After being married for a long time, she originally thought that she would have a place in Xie Ji's heart, but she listened to what he said to her adoptive father when he was about to start an army.
"The Jiang family is shallow, has nothing to show for it, and has a mediocre family background. It will be of no use to the big things. Why don't I give it up and marry Shuyuan to help me succeed."
Jiang Yuanli is like falling into an ice cave. Xie Ji and she do have a loving relationship, but this love is ultimately no match for the great cause of Spring and Autumn. How could the emperor leave an abandoned wife in the world? Xie Ji was afraid that he wanted her life.
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In the last years of Yonghe, the war was in turmoil. The orthodox royal family who once assumed the name of Xie Ji raised his troops and defeated the rebellious ministers and traitors along the way. He returned to the capital in the hope of being popular. He was waiting for his wife to return when he heard the bad news:
"There was a fire in the house, and there was no trace of my wife."
The new emperor remained silent, only the dripping blood flowed from his clenched palms, staining the picture of the beauty with red plum blossoms.
The red silk in the palace was turned into silk in one day, and before the great joy, the world welcomed the great mourning.
Intention: strive to live for yourself