Rebirth Against the Sky: Daughter of a Black Belly

"Um...uuuuuuuu..."

As soon as Shangguan Ying saw the opened coffin, her eyes widened, and her expression was full of panic and terror.

No, she doesn't want to die, who will save her, who will save her?

The panic-stricken eyes caught sight of Shangguan Hui who was standing at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion in a plain white dress. Her expression was so calm, gentle and indifferent, as if she was just watching a 'good show'.

Shangguan Ying's frightened eyes narrowed little by little, and finally closed tightly in despair.

She lost, lost completely.How could she naively think that she could win Shangguan Hui?Anyone who has blood and tears can't help being moved when they see this scene in front of them.But she was the only one who was so calm and indifferent.She is not human, she is a devil at all, a devil with no blood, no tears, no temperature!

Shangguan Hui, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely find you and make you suffer ten times and a hundred times more miserable than I have suffered in this life...

"Miss, it's almost winter, and the weather is getting colder."

Qing'er put the shawl over Shangguanhui's body.In the past few days, her body has fluctuated from hot to cold, with a hint of wind chill.

"Yeah, it's almost time for red plums to bloom again... Counting the days, Shangguan Yao is about to give birth, right?"

Qing'er counted with her fingers, "Isn't that right, the baby will be born in a month or two. If Concubine Jing is up to the challenge, it will be a great joy in the palace if she can really win a man in one fell swoop."

"probably?"

Shangguanhui's response was somewhat ambiguous.Shangguan Yao gave birth to a child, which is a good thing for the man on the dragon throne, and the blood can continue.However, the Regent's party, even Feng Yebei, who was at the height of his power and status, would regard this child as a thorn in his flesh.A melee revolving around power struggles might be coming...

~~?~~

A solitary tomb, no matter how gorgeously decorated it is, still makes people feel lonely and melancholy...

Shangguanhui stood in front of the princess' grave.Although she is a member of the royal family, the eldest princess has already married as a wife, so she is not eligible to live in the imperial mausoleum after 'a hundred years'.

This is her first time, and perhaps the only time she will stand in front of the eldest princess's grave, she thought.Because she doesn't like "reminiscing", the dead are dead after all, no matter how much remembrance is melancholy, it is just adding a few strands of heartbroken gray hair to herself.

"Princess, I wonder if you can reunite with your beloved underground?"

If so, perhaps death would be a relief for the eldest princess and for Rong Huan.At least they don't have to gnaw on the heartbreaking bitter thoughts in their living years.

"Miss, it's cold, let's go back."

For half an hour, Qing'er had been standing silently behind Shangguanhui. Seeing that the sky was getting late and the temperature was getting lower and lower, she was worried that Shangguanhui's body would not be able to survive the cold, so she raised her voice to remind her.

"Hmm~"

Following this soft reply, Shangguan Hui turned around, his eyes passed Qing'er, but inadvertently fell on a seemingly unfamiliar figure not far away.The man's figure was tall and slender, and even though he was wearing coarse clothes, he couldn't conceal the nobility and elegance he exuded.Seeing that he was walking in a hurry, as if he was deliberately avoiding someone, Shangguan Hui raised her eyebrows even more suspiciously.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

Seeing her staring at the distance, Qing'er was concentrating, so she also looked in the direction where her eyes met.

Shangguan Hui ignored her, and walked towards the woods where the figure disappeared.