Reborn to be an Evil Consort: Volume 1

By Feng Qing

Her rebirth is all about revenge.

An emperor's announcement forced her to be cheesy niece when she was a noble daughter of the prime minister. The noble maid of the prime minister's family forced her to marry him. She sincerely helped him for five years and lead him to be noble. However, he said she has an evil spirit, he destoryed her face and poisoned her. She had been put into prison for five years. Finally, she got the result that her son died tragically. The fire burnt her to death. She was not reconciled to die that way. Then she reborn with hatred. She swore that she is going to revenge. Her father treated her like nothing. Her sibling framed to bad situation.

In this life, she said, she is going to be an evil consort but a virtuous wife. She is absolutely ready to disturb the world. Let's see who is about to win.

☆About the Author☆

Feng qing. She is a famous online novelist. She does well in romance novels. The characters in her novels are delicate and vivid. The plots are no delay. Both the stories and writing are great. She gets plenty of fans.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Nov 8, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647368968

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CHAPTER 1 - MERIDIAN EXECUTION

The afternoon gate was the only place to watch an execution in Qin Capital which had extended for several hundred years. All the prisoners who had been sentenced to death would eventually be escorted to the afternoon gate for public execution in order to achieve the effect of stun recording.

From ancient times until now, countless criminals had walked towards the end of their lives. Among these people, from the merchants to the servants, to those who were extremely vicious, from the rich to the rich, from high-ranking officials to the imperial family.

But today, a special prisoner had arrived at the afternoon gate, causing a huge uproar within the Qin Capital.

He was the current Crown Prince, Nangong Chengye.

The crown prince was deposed for poisoning Empress Dowager Minde.

Once the crown prince was publicly executed, it could be said that this was the first time in history that a grandson had tried to poison his grandmother. This was against common sense, and it was also a scandal, a huge scandal within the imperial family.

But this time, their emperor chose to use such a high-profile method. Not only was the scene of Crown Prince's death sentence watched by tens of thousands of people, they even chose to kill him because of his lack of dignity.

It must be known that this was the eldest son of the Emperor, born to the Middle Palace Empress and granted the position of Emperor. Over ten years old, this Crown Prince, who was highly favored by the Emperor, had unexpectedly died in the hands of five beasts, with not even a single corpse remaining.

At twenty minutes past noon, a squad of officials forcefully escorted a young man in a prisoner's uniform, or rather a young man, onto the execution platform. He was thin, thinner, with a face as pale as paper and filled with fear.

royal father, your son has been wrongly accused, your son has been wrongly accused! royal father …

mother, save your son. mother, save your son. Your son doesn't want to die. Your son really doesn't want to die …

mother, save me …

He was very scared. He was afraid about everything that was about to happen which cause his entire body to tremble.

He had fallen from a high position to a prisoner in one night. Such a huge gap was tormenting him to the point that he was about to go crazy.

He did not understand how he could have turned the pastry into deadly poison by adding a little tree lacquer powder to it. He could not believe that royal father, who had always doted on him, would sentence him to death so easily.

Not even giving him a chance to defend himself or make a complaint?

And mother, who had said that he would definitely save him, hadn't appeared yet. Could it be that even mother was powerless, or that mother had already chosen to give him up?

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Just as he was beginning to panic, the words of a burly member of the Imperial Secret Service sent him into the abyss. The captain looked at him and said,

With the decree already given, the Prime Minister will personally supervise the execution. Why should Your Highness waste any more strength, every single person facing execution will cry out for injustice, but who knows who will be wrongly accused? However, the only thing that can walk down from this execution platform while gasping for breath is: It has never existed since ancient times. Thus, he decided to accept his fate. Even though it was the crown prince, he was still not the supreme ruler of this world.

mother!

In an instant, Nangong Chengye felt as if all his energy had been sucked away from him. His head spun, and the words of the guards echoed unceasingly. Under the execution platform, he could not hear any of the noisy discussions of the people.

As for him, he naturally did not notice that there was a person on top of a tall building not far away. Her eyes were shining as she gazed at that person.

What kind of person was that?

She was sitting in a very strange position, her head leaning back in the chair, her limbs, her whole body almost pressed against the chair, and she didn't move for a long time.

She looked like a mollusc without bones to support it.

her entire body was wrapped in a large black cloak, so it was impossible to see her appearance or expression. All you could see was a wisp of white hair fluttering in the wind at her temples and a pair of deep black eyes.

In front of her, there was a metal window. Due to the angle, she could see everything that was happening below, she could even clearly see that face full of fear.

Worry, anxiety, grief, anger, heartache, despair, apocalyptic resentment … Countless complex emotions flashed through her eyes, but in the end, all of them were as calm as still water.

Is this what you want me to see and hear? The coarse and hoarse voice was like that of 80 old women, without the slightest ripple. If one listened carefully, however, it emitted a strange, dense, bloodthirsty feeling.

Sigh …

The elegant room fell into a short silence. There was clearly no one in the room other than her, yet after a moment, a faint sigh suddenly sounded out. Under the sound of the voice, one could actually feel a trace of horror.

I haven't seen you in so many years. I didn't expect your heart to be even more ruthless than before …

The wall beside the cabinet automatically parted, revealing a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes. A gentle voice came from within.

It turned out to be a secret passage behind the wall. The owner of the voice slowly walked to the side of the cloaked woman and took off the veil covering her face.

It was an extremely delicate face. It lacked the innocent look of the past and had an extra sense of elegance. A few were round and dignified, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

The cloaked woman was no stranger to this face. It could even be said that she was familiar with this face down to her very bones, making her not dare to forget it even in death.

Big sister, don't you feel heartache? The woman's eyes swept past the window, then looked at the cloaked woman. As she said that, she reached out her hand to lift up the black drapery cap on the cloaked woman's head, and when she saw the face covered with decaying scars underneath the drapery cap, her eyebrows creased slightly. Her voice couldn't help but pause for a moment, before turning back and letting out a delicate laugh.

Look, Ye is so scared. He's crying for the mother to save him. After all, he was born in your womb in October!

She emphasized the last four words. If someone were to hear her words, they would definitely be shocked.

Crown Prince Ye is actually not the direct descendant of the Middle Palace Empress?

If word of this got out, the entire Yuejing would probably cause a huge wave once again.

CHAPTER 2 - GOODBYE TO MOTHER AND CHILD

Crown Prince Ye is actually not the direct descendant of the Middle Palace Empress?

If news of this got out, the entire Yuejing would be in turmoil again.

Unfortunately, no one heard her words, and the only person who heard it was expressionless.

Big sister, are you not going to consider begging me? Maybe I can even save his life? The woman's soft voice was full of enchantment.

Since his father doesn't care about his life or death, why would others care!

cloaked woman looked at her coldly, her bloodthirsty gaze slowly moving down. Finally, her gaze fixed on her slightly bulging abdomen.

As for his own mother, she died a long time ago. The Emperor announced her death himself to the world, and her coffin was even personally buried by you. Have you forgotten? Luo Wuyou, she, had already died. And you, Luo Xian'er, even as the empress of the Six Palaces, what right do you have to think that you can change the Holy Will of the Son of Heaven? "

Every word was merciless, yet it was filled with blood.

It was the first time she had mentioned that name in twelve years.

Who would have thought that the one who was neither human nor ghost at this moment, would actually be the Prince Yu whose name filled with Qin Capital more than ten years ago, the birth mother of Ye, the Crown Prince's Wife who had almost reached the Ascendant Middle Palace — Luo Wuyou.

Even Luo Wuyou didn't expect that she would fall to such a state one day.

And all of these were thanks to the person in front of her, her good little sister, Luo Xian'er and her good husband, the old Lord of Prince Yu, and the current emperor Nangong Jingyu.

That year, First Emperor was seriously ill and sealed. She was just pregnant and everything was progressing in the direction she had planned. She was filled with hope for the future and was looking forward to the birth of this child.

However, something completely unexpected happened. On the day before Nangong Jingyu ascended the throne, the day she gave birth to Ye, her good husband even announced to the world that she had died in childbirth.

She was alive, but he said she was dead!

I remember that day.

In the spirit hall, there was a coffin of 'her'. Seated on the wall, she watched them walk past 'her' coffin with her own eyes. Nangong Jingyu was dressed in dragon robes, his face as handsome as jade, and at the end, was filled with the pride and dignity of a spring breeze. Beside him stood her good sister dressed in a robe of phoenix robe, holding her son, who was most likely born from her womb, by his side.

That scene had deeply stung her eyes …

She was shocked. She was stunned. She pulled at his sleeve and questioned him why he was doing this to her. How did that man reply to her?

She still remembers.

He shook her off and said word by word, How can someone as vicious as you be worthy of her!

His face was covered in frost, and his handsome face was no longer as warm as before. As he looked at her gaze, it was filled with disgust.

Yes, disgust.

She had never seen that expression on his face before. It was so direct and real, so dense that she didn't even conceal it in the slightest. It was so hard for her to believe, even when she wanted to deceive herself, she seemed so powerless.

The ground was ice-cold. Gravel had covered her dress, dirted her cheeks, and sent waves of bone-piercing pain through her body. But how could it compare to the pain in her heart?

Heh, heh … Luo Wuyou laughed suddenly. She was clearly smiling, but her expression was one of grief.

"How could someone as vicious as me be worthy! Heh, heh … Yes, vicious like me, I accompany you by your side day and night, washing my hands to make you Geng Tang! Vicious as me, I will scheme for you every night and support you with everything I have! Vicious like me, I will walk with you through the sea of fire and take on three calamities for you! Vicious like me, I will give my all for you, help you open up a path of blood, and finally obtain the reserve! Vicious like me, I will give birth to your child, yet you colluded with that slut to commit adultery, reneging on our vows for her sake, stealing my identity and my child!

If that could still be considered vicious, then she really was vicious enough!

Six years old husband and wife, against Nangong Jingyu, she treated him as her heaven, plotting everything for him.

All she had done was to ask for one thing — to be as vicious as you, how could you be worthy!

How could someone as vicious as you be worthy of it!

What a ridiculous six words!

Scenes from the past flashed through her mind, anger ignited all of her remaining rationality and she roared hysterically, Nangong Jingyu, what about your conscience, was it eaten by a dog? How could a dignified ruler of a nation lie to the world and gain the trust of the common people by such repeated actions? How could such a despicable man be fit to command a hundred civil and military officials? Aren't you afraid that the throne you just sat on is crumbling again? You …"

Bang ~ ~ ~

Before she could finish cursing, she was mercilessly chopped to pieces by that man's palm.

No one can curse me. I am the true Son of Heaven, destined to rule the world. I will send all those who curse me or insult me to hell one by one.

His voice was extremely cold, and his entire body was brimming with killing intent. At that moment, she truly believed that he would not hesitate to kill her.

She was like a desperate beast that was on the verge of death.

But, the moment Luo Xian'er appeared, she truly understood that the despair she had felt was only the beginning.

CHAPTER 3 - I WILL NOT GIVE UP UNTIL I DIE

A veil, a red plum, covered her face, and without a word of explanation, she used her newborn child as a threat to change her name to O and sent her to the brothel.

In that place, she endured the humiliation and continued living with her life. Every day, she would wash her face with tears and ask herself, Where did I wrong him? Why is he trying to act so cheap?

Until, one year later.

She thought that she had finally escaped from the Sea of Bitterness, but she didn't expect that she had merely moved from one hell to another.

They imprisoned her in the underground chamber, branded her face with a curse mark, and tortured her day and night. They would occasionally apply for medicine on her to prevent her from dying.

She wanted to kill herself, but they forced her to beg for her life!

Ten years went by one day!

Perhaps it was because they were tired of such torture methods, but later on, they fed her poison that devoured her, causing all the bones in her body to be nibbled away within three months.

Finally, she learned not to ask why. She did her best not to die, because she still had Ye. Even if he didn't even know of her existence, she still wanted to live until the moment they met again, when she heard him call her mother!

In this way, she would die without a worry.

It had been eleven years, and it was her only hope of survival.

But who would have thought that the next time mother and son met, it would be on the execution ground's incantation!

The sound of the drum burst out, like the sound of a death knell. Luo Wuyou's pupils fiercely shrank, and her numb heart that was already full of holes was ruthlessly pinched and rubbed again and again, as though it was gripped by a huge hand.

It was so painful that it was close to suffocating!

Her eyes widened as she watched with her own eyes as Ye was tied up by a headband and his limbs. His frail and weak body was pulled by five fierce horses and, in the end, torn into pieces …

Ah … Luo Wuyou's entire body was trembling violently, and she let out a hoarse wail.

She would never be able to forget the expression of fear and pain on Ye's face before he died. She knew he was very afraid, and he was in great pain.

If she could, she would love to use her body as a substitute.

At this moment, she hated herself for being incapable. She knew that this was a frame-up, a plot by Luo Xian'er to topple the empress dowager, and get rid of Ye, and pave the way for the child in her womb. However, she couldn't save him.

And what was even more unbelievable was that the supervisor who had thrown the command medallion down was actually her own father, the father of the Maternal grandfather Ye, the dignified civil and military Chief Officer, the Prime Minister.

Who said that the pain was extreme, and all that was left was numbness. However, she had long since reached the limit of pain, yet she still felt pain, hatred, and resentment!

Luo Xian'er, you slut, I will not let you go, you will definitely have your retribution, I curse you and the devil spawn in your stomach, you will die a horrible death, you will not have a good ending …

Luo Wuyou cursed in sorrow, her gloomy voice was like the howls of demons from hell, her gloomy and ruthless eyes stared straight at Luo Xian'er's protruding stomach, as though she wanted to swallow it whole with her mouth wide open.

She hated Luo Xian'er. She hated her so much that she wanted to devour her flesh and blood and grind her bones to dust. However, she could not quell the hatred in her heart.

However, what she hated most was Nangong Jingyu. He knew that there was something fishy going on, but he did not stop and let her Ye die such a miserable death.

Imperial Physician has long since confirmed that my child is male and very healthy. The Emperor has long prepared an imperial decree, and when my son is born, he will be bestowed with the title of Crown Prince. Therefore, I will definitely let him safely come into this world and grow up. You are destined to not see my retribution, but I saw yours."

Luo Wuyou's vicious gaze made Luo Xian'er shudder. She couldn't help but stroke his abdomen and became extremely angry, no longer addressing himself as a little sister.

Luo Wuyou, do you still not understand? My mother kept you only to make you my shield and stepping stone. Do you think cousin really loves you and allows you the position of the Middle Palace? Your son's position as the crown prince? That's just using you to suppress your lies!

Luo Xian'er bent over and pinched Luo Wuyou's lower jaw through the black hat, her face full of ridicule: Look at you now, don't you look like a human or a ghost? You are right, in the end, you are just a small concubine. I was born with the dignity of a dragon and a phoenix, so when it comes to fighting with me, don't you think that beating a stone with an egg is the same? "How could she possibly win?

You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense —

Luo Wuyou's serene and deep pupillary pupil glared hatefully at her, as cold as a snake: Luo Xian'er, if it wasn't for that slut mother of yours, who used her identity as a princess to steal away my father and my mother's position as the Prime Minister's Mansion Mistress, why would my mother be depressed and die from childbirth?

Heh … Luo Xian'er scoffed, Luo Wuyou, you are smart, but sometimes you are so stupid. Why, at this time, do you think that slut actually died in childbirth, do you? To tell you the truth, all of this was done by me. That's right, I did something to her adnexa, and it was also me who added some musk into her Calming Incense, so how could she not die? Hehe, there's also the Gu family, and they wanted to find out your whereabouts.

About Gu's Mansion, thirty-eight people, not one less. Luo Xian'er laughed complacently.

This vicious woman, actually, did not let even the Maternal grandfather family off. The Maternal grandfather family was just a commoner, they were not even a threat to her, but she did not expect that she would actually kill all of them.

If, if she could, how she wished, she could stand up. Even if she had to bite, she would ruthlessly chew her into pieces, one bite at a time. However, she could not, no matter how hard she tried, she could not move her body at all.

The deep feeling of powerlessness and the overflowing hatred interweaved together, torturing her serene pupils to the point of turning crimson.

Luo Xian'er stood up all of a sudden, raising his head like a proud peacock: "Luo Wuyou, the person my cousin is happy about has always been me, the one father dotes on the most, has always been me.

Everything you did, was just a joke. Your mother is destined to lose to my mother, and you are also destined to lose to me, Luo Xian'er. As your younger sister, I shall kindly send you on your way so that you can reunite with your mother and the Gu family. This will also be considered to be one of the sisterhood that we have always shared with each other.

Luo Xian'er rolled up his sleeves, took out a fire piston and threw it on the ground. The wooden floor started to burn with an unstoppable force, and the fire quickly spread to every inch of the room.

It was obvious that the entire room had been filled with fire oil beforehand.

Amidst the blazing fire, Luo Wuyou did not move, because she could not move at all. She was still sitting there paralyzed on the ground in front of her.

The red tongue of fire burned her body, but she didn't seem to feel any pain. She only foolishly laughed. Her low and hoarse laughter made one's hair stand on end.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Luo Wuyou's eyes suddenly shot towards her. Those serene and deep eyes were filled with a destructive madness and hatred, and they were surprisingly bright at this moment.

Hahahaha … A raging inferno, destroy my body, burn my soul, I am willing to use reincarnation as an offering … I will definitely return … Luo Xian'er, Nangong Jingyu... Just you wait... I'll definitely come back …

... Nangong Jingyu, just you wait, all of you who have owed me, I will definitely return … "

The rotting lips of the woman wiggled. Strings of incomprehensible, raspy, ancient syllables that could not be deciphered were mercilessly annihilated by the crackling flames.

Boom! A thunderous explosion shook Luo Xian'er's body.

With her white hair fluttering in the wind, black-clothed Chi Yan, extremely ugly face, mad hatred in her eyes, and her strange and bizarre words …

The scene before Luo Wuyou's death was like a nightmare that lingered in her heart for a long time without dissipating …

CHAPTER 4 - MIDNIGHT DELIVERY

Dark clouds obscured the sunlight as the wind whimpered. Even the ground trembled as the iron hooves came down, and the tangled ropes broke into bloody pieces.

In the end, they turned into a pool of red blood fog that filled the entire sky.

Don't —

On the carved bed, the young girl was sleeping unstably. She had a pained expression and suddenly, as if she had thought of something terrifying, she let out a scream and sat up from the bed.

No, no, I'm sorry, Ye, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault that I couldn't protect you, it's all my fault …

In her mind, she played over and over again the scene of Ye being executed. Five horses dismembered, five horses dismembered, and she had been imprisoned for ten years.

The heavens were cruel!

Luo Wuyou shook her head crazily, there was liquid in her eyes and it landed on her lips. It was slightly salty and carried an endless bitterness.

Licking the taste of her tears in a daze, Luo Wuyou covered her face with both hands.

Could her hand, her hand, actually move?

Stretching her hands in front of her, her fingers tightened, loosened, tightened, loosened again. Then, she gently stroked her own face. There was no disgusting carrion nor maggots crawling about.

Her face was actually clean and smooth.

What was going on? Why was it that she could move now? Hadn't all the bones in her body been melted? Wasn't her face ruined as well?

Why?

Just as Luo Wuyou was pondering, suddenly, a woman's wail came out from the night sky. That sound, seemed to be enduring a huge amount of pain, facing the night sky, it carried a hint of mournfulness, but it made her feel it was extremely familiar.

Without waiting for Luo Wuyou to recover her senses, the door creaked as it was pushed open. Amidst the sounds of footsteps, the room suddenly lit up.

The middle-aged woman ignited the oil lamp and turned around, but she was startled. Miss, you've awoken. Are you scared? Miss, don't be afraid. Is Madam giving birth? Very soon, the Madam will be adding a younger brother for the young miss.

Nanny Lin! Looking at the familiar face in front of her, Luo Wuyou muttered to herself. She sat on the bed in a daze and allowed her to wipe her sweat with the silk.

Nanny Lin was her mother, but over ten years ago, she died to save her.

But why would she suddenly appear in front of her?

It's her, it's really Nanny Lin. However, she looks like she has grown a lot younger, and what did Nanny Lin say just now, that Mother is giving birth right now?

No, impossible, impossible...

Luo Wuyou raised her head, and asked hesitantly: Nanny Lin, you said that Mother is giving birth right now?

Yes, miss. You've always wanted a younger brother, haven't you?

Then what year is it now?

Hearing that, Nanny Lin asked curiously: "Miss, what's wrong? Isn't this the Qian Yuan's nineteenth year? Miss, why are you asking me this?

But, before she could finish speaking, Luo Wuyou had already jumped off the bed and shot out towards the house.

In such a hurry, she even forgot to wear her coat and shoes!

The Nanny Lin regained her senses and immediately chased after Su Yun with her embroidered shoes and outer robes.

As Luo Wuyou ran, her head was filled with echoes of what Luo Xian'er had said.

She didn't know why she didn't die even though she had clearly been at the execution ground and had personally witnessed Ye being dismembered and tortured to death. She had clearly felt her body burn by raging flames and yet she didn't die. Back to the night, my mother gave birth?

But since she had come back, she must stop all of this!

Mother, you must persevere on, you must definitely wait for your daughter. This time, your daughter will definitely not let their evil scheme succeed, your daughter will definitely let you have a child safely.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Wuyou arrived at the Yilan Garden residence. In the courtyard, a few servant girls were carrying hot water, bringing objects in and out. Outside the room, her biological father was nowhere to be seen.

Consort Lan, use more strength. Right, use more strength … Little girl, ignite this Calming Incense to help auntie produce it. Hurry up …" From the room came the babbling of the midwives.

Just as she was about to light the candle, the door suddenly burst open. Luo Wuyou rushed in and grabbed the incense, then picked up the incense burner on the table and fiercely threw it out of the room. The exquisite and exquisite cauldron drew an arc in the night sky, and in the end, submerged into the orchids in the garden.

Aiyo, where did this little girl come from? Get out, quickly, this is the delivery room, what are you making such a big fuss about!

Seeing that, the midwife continued to berate Luo Wuyou, who slapped her in the face. The midwife was beaten senseless, the delicate box in her hands was snatched away by Luo Wuyou just like that.

Luo Wuyou's hair was in a mess, her clothes were untidy, she was in a sorry state, but the aura around her was extremely terrifying: Men, tie this woman up for me, and send her to the woodshed to be taken care of.

When the midwife heard this, she immediately screamed out, What kind of status do you have? Why are you tying me up? I was specially invited by the Prime Minister to help with the delivery of the baby.

On what basis?

Luo Wuyou's face became gloomy, and her eyes became as sharp as poison: I am the young miss of Prime Minister's Mansion, and the person lying on the bed is my mother, and I am holding evidence that you wanted to murder my mother and the unborn child of Prime Minister's Mansion!

It was obvious that she was only a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, yet she felt like she was being watched by a venomous snake. Her triangular eyes were filled with panic, and she still wanted to struggle to the death out of fear, but Luo Wuyou didn't give her any chance at all:

Nanny Liu, are you not even going to listen to my words?

Nanny Liu was a little dazed and unconsciously looked towards Consort Lan who was on the bed. Consort Lan also had a face of astonishment and even forgot about the pain in her stomach for a moment.

However, she quickly regained her senses. Nanny Liu, follow Wuyou's instructions!

A few maidservants came forward, subdued the midwife and tied her up with a rope before escorting her out.

Right at this time, Nanny Lin arrived as well. Miss quickly put on your clothes and shoes.

As Luo Wuyou allowed the Nanny Lin to help her with her clothes, she instructed the rest of the people, Chun Yu, Xia He, search this house thoroughly. If there is anything strange or suspicious, throw it out.

Autumn Chrysanthemum, Dong Xue, Hong Jin, Lv Qing, bring the rest of you to boil some water for me to prepare. Watch carefully, don't let anyone get lucky. Although the poisonous adnexa and incense had already fallen into her hands, it was not guaranteed that the virulent woman would not resort to tricks again.

"Nanny Liu, go to the city and ask for a doctor. Remember, leave through the side door and don't let anyone find out. You must ask a doctor that you trust.

Nanny Lin, you stay here and help me deliver the baby for my mother.

After saying these words, how could everyone not understand the deep meaning behind them? All of the maidservant s immediately mustered up their 120 thousand points of energy, and shakily went to do their own business. Nanny Liu also walked out with a serious expression, and her figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Luo Wuyou then got someone to find some oily paper, carefully wrapped the incense with it, and placed it into a small box. She then easily stuffed it into her sleeves, and washed her hands three times, then went to Gu Ruolan's bed with a peace of mind.

Mother, as for the rest of the matters, I will explain them to you after mother has finished giving birth. You just have to concentrate on giving birth now. This was the most urgent matter at hand. She must let this child come to this world safely!

Ruolan's face was pale white, she only just felt pain in her stomach again, without caring about the doubts in her mind, she painfully nodded her head.

Mother, exhale, inhale, maintain your stamina. Don't rush, take your time. Right, that's right. Nanny Lin, let's see how many fingers the palace has opened.

Miss, the palace entrance is completely open. Madam, use more strength, use more strength …

Ah, ah... Mhmm …

Mother, do your best, do your best, little brother will be coming out soon, Mother, do your best, don't worry, Wuyou will always be with you here …

Luo Wuyou held Gu Ruolan's hand tightly, and cheered her on!

Not knowing how much time had passed, Luo Wuyou's palms were already completely drenched, and her voice had already become hoarse.

Finally —

CHAPTER 5 - THE BIRTH OF AN'ER

Waa, waa …

A loud and clear cry resounded in the room, carrying with it the power to cut through the night.

It's born, it's born. Congratulations Madam, you have a Little Master.

Nanny Lin cut off the baby's umbilical cord and gave the child a simple wash before putting it into the cradle. She hugged the two of them and said, Madam, Miss, look, Little Master is really cute.

Gu Ruolan weakly nodded, her pale face full of gratitude.

When she heard the loud cry of the child, she felt that all the pain, all the grievance, was worth it.

Ya, this child seems to be especially close to young miss. Young miss, look, Little Master is smiling at you! Nanny Lin's voice could not hide her surprise.

Luo Wuyou looked up and saw that the little baby was lying in the cradle. The amniotic fluid soaking his face was creased into a frown, it was not very pretty, but his pair of black and big eyes were abnormally bright. His chubby little hands waved in the air and actually shot her a cold smile.

That smile was like a ray of sunlight rising from the darkness, causing her heart to go soft for some unknown reason. Even her voice trembled a little: Nanny Lin, let me hold him!

Just as Nanny Lin gave the child to Luo Wuyou, just as she wanted to carefully remind her, she realized that the way Luo Wuyou held the child was actually extremely standard. She couldn't help but suppress her words.

Actually, Luo Wuyou was very nervous, it was just that after being in a high position for so many years, she had become accustomed to being able to keep a straight face.

She carefully took over the swaddling, allowing the baby's head to rest on the crook of her right arm. Her left hand was gently wrapped beneath the swaddling, while her left hand's five fingers were tightly grasping the swaddling cloth, afraid that she would accidentally drop the child. As for the child, when Luo Wuyou was holding him, he was actually laughing especially happily.

Cluck, cluck …

Luo Wuyou hung her head, her face brimming with a smile, but the depths of her eyes revealed indescribable sorrow. Her Ye, was also such a small, fleshy lump when he was just born, but she was still unable to protect him, causing him to die in the end …

Suppressing the pain in her heart, Luo Wuyou turned her head to the side. Mother, let's give little brother a name!

The children's names and words were taken care of by their father, the Prime Minister, but they still had the right to take the name of their mother.

Alright, since he's so close to you, then Wuyou, you can do it! Gu Ruolan looked at her daughter and laughed weakly.

The eastern view of the Garden of Zhou is long, and the dragon clocks in my sleeves are still wet from tears. We shall meet without a pen and paper, and rely on the message sent by the Lord to report to you that we are safe.

Luo Wuyou gave a light hum, lowered her eyes and looked at the child: How about just call him An'er, and not ask for his wealth, and only wish for his life to be safe!

If it's nice to be in An'er, let's call him An'er. Gu Ruolan caressed the child's face, Just like your sister's name is Wuyou, Mother wishes for your sister to live a life with Wuyou, and also wishes for you to be safe for the rest of your life!

It was not that she did not understand the deep meaning behind her words, but Luo Wuyou lowered her head and did not say a word.

A Wuyou?

What a simple but luxurious wish.

Being born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, one was bound to have no fate with simple happiness. In this large courtyard, even preserving one's life was extremely difficult!

For some people, it wasn't something that you could fight for or not fight for.

That kind of person's name was: the natural enemy.

Since the moment he was born, he had been destined to fight to the death. There was nowhere to run, no place to run.

After a few more words, the Nanny Liu returned as well.

After a few more words, the Nanny Liu returned as well.

Not only did she bring an old doctor, she even brought a midwife here to clean Gu Ruolan's body.

The old doctor entered the room and checked her pulse through the curtain. Fortunately, although Gu Ruolan's body was weak, there were no major problems.

By the time he was done, it was already the end of the Yin hour and the latter half of the night.

"Nanny Liu, you are an old woman by Mother's side. Mother has just given birth and her body is weak, so there are a lot of things you need to take note of during this period.

After exiting the room, Luo Wuyou spoke to the Nanny Lin sincerely.

Miss, don't worry. This old servant will carefully inspect all the necessities and accommodations that the Madam and the Little Master have. This old servant will definitely not allow anyone any opportunities to take advantage of them. Everything that happened tonight was especially important to the heart. Nanny Liu naturally knew the meaning behind those words, so she didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Nanny Liu, there are a lot of things to do. If you are unable to handle it, you should ask Nanny Lin for help. During this period of time, this Nanny Lin will also have to trouble you to move to the Yilan Garden and help me out. It was impossible for Nanny Liu to do everything by herself. There were many servants in the courtyard that could not be trusted, but right now was not the time to punish them.

She could only wait!

As for Nanny Liu and Nanny Lin, they had followed over from Mother's house and had watched her Mother growing up. The indenture contract was also in her mother's hands.

I know, Miss, don't worry!

The two of them nodded repeatedly, but Nanny Lin spoke again: Miss, when do you plan to interrogate the midwife? According to her meaning, the earlier the better.

However, Luo Wuyou was not the least bit anxious, Nanny Lin, send someone over to take a look first. After working for an entire day and night, everyone is tired. We'll talk about other things tomorrow. After a busy night, she was a little tired.

Yes, miss.

The two were somewhat surprised, but they did not say anything more. Tonight, the young miss's behavior was swift and decisive, her aura was intimidating, completely different from her usual cautious, tolerant and cowardly personality. It could even be said that her actions ran counter to her usual actions.

It was shocking, but at the same time, it was hard to guess what it was!

Could it be that the young miss is no longer planning to endure?

Wuyou Pavilion

Luo Wuyou stepped into the room, and a maidservant came to report, saying that the midwife had committed suicide by taking poison in the woodshed.

Miss, according to what this old servant has seen, this is definitely murder. How could someone coincidentally just be detained and then die? We didn't interrogate her, didn't convict her, and certainly didn't sentence her to death. You didn't even try to defend yourself before committing suicide? " Even pigs weren't that stupid, let alone humans!

Miss, the midwife is dead, what should we do next? Nanny Lin felt pity for her. Such a good chance for Madam to reestablish her power was gone.

What should she do?

Luo Wuyou's eyes flashed, and gave an indifferent word:

Wait!

Wait? Waiting for what?

Nanny Lin did not understand and wanted to ask, but her lips twitched, and in the end, she did not speak.

Ever since the beginning, her young mistress had maintained a calm face, as if she had already predicted this would happen. Her calm demeanor made people sigh in admiration.

An eleven-year-old girl would be a little scared when she heard that someone had died, but she didn't even bat an eyelid.

Ah, she was really getting harder and harder to see through her young mistress!

CHAPTER 6 - THE RESENTMENT OF TAO TIAN

One lamp like a bean

Luo Wuyou laid on the bed with her clothes on, the moment she closed her eyes, the scene of Ye dying would replay in her mind.

Endless blood-red engulfed her as she curled up within the blanket, breathing in big gulps as she struggled to escape the endless pain.

She opened her eyes wide and bit into her lips until they were swollen. She bit into her skin until it was bloody and did her best to not let tears fall from her eyes. However, those tears kept flowing out of her eyes and silently dripped into the blanket.

In the blink of an eye, a large area had been soaked!

Only now was she completely sure that she had been reborn, that she had been reborn when she was eleven.

However, everything that she had experienced in her previous life was like a nightmare. She could walk with him like a shadow, and she did not dare to forget that deep-seated hatred.

Her body was clearly healthy, but she could still clearly feel the pain of all the bones in her body slowly melting.

It was a heart-wrenching pain, a pain worse than death!

That pain had already entered into her soul, engraved into her bones!

But she could only watch as her Ye was also torn apart by someone else, and yet she was powerless!

Her Ye was only eleven years old!

He was only eleven years old.

He actually had to endure that kind of pain. He didn't cry out in pain, but she knew that he was in pain. He must be in extreme pain. He must be in even greater pain than she was …

She hated herself for not being able to save him!

She hated Nangong Jingyu, hated Luo Xian'er... Hate all of them!

Nangong Jingyu, that man, was as decisive as ever. He actually made her Ye endure that kind of torture.

She would never forget that painful and frightened little face, never forget that painful expression on his face.

She wanted to remember it clearly, remember it for the rest of her life.

One day, she would repay this debt thousands of times!

There would be a day when she would return the pain thousands to tens of thousands of times over!

Nangong Jingyu, didn't you say that I am a snake and scorpion virulent woman? I, Luo Wuyou, will show you what a snake and scorpion is, and what a virulent woman is!

In this life, not only will I become a snake and a scorpion, but I will also become a venomous snake and a scorpion! Who dares to block my path of revenge! I kill gods and buddhas!

Luo Xian'er, Yong Zhao, Wu Shaoqian, Nangong Jingyu... I will send you all to hell one by one, and all of you --

Not a single one can escape!

A cold smile surfaced on the corner of Luo Wuyou's mouth. A pair of pupillary pupil s were like an endless abyss, strangely cold as if they came from the eerie depths of hell.

The wind rustled the branches of the trees, and the purple silk fluttered with the wind …

After a long while, Luo Wuyou put on her clothes, got off the bed, and walked over to the window.

Endless darkness shrouded the sky as the hourglass gurgled. It was already morning, and dawn was about to arrive.

However, the night before dawn was the darkest!

Luo Wuyou thought about what happened tonight. Even though her rebirth had changed her mother's fate.

To allow the An'er to be safely born, and for his mother to not be harmed.

But, she didn't dare to relax in the slightest; within the Prime Minister's Mansion, besides her mother, there was also another wife and five concubines.

Her mother's position was the most awkward!

That was fourteen years ago when Gu Ruolan and Luo Bingshu were still in love with each other.

Gu Ruolan came from a family of officials, her grandfather, Gu Tingzhi, was still a fourth stage Grand Censor admonishing her back then.

At that time, Luo Bingshu was still not the Prime Minister, he had just become the commander of the Qin Capital Palace.

Luo Bingshu was the top scholar for three subjects in the first year of Qian Yuan. He started with the ninth rank county order one step at a time, jumped five levels consecutively in five years, and Qian Yuan was promoted to Xu Zhizhou in five years. Three years had only passed for a year before Xu Zhou, who had been released from Emperor Hong, was transferred back to the capital of the Great Qin. Although his rank was still at the fourth rank, he had returned to the feet of the Son of Heaven.

The two of them were of equal status, and could be considered to be on good terms. Gu Ruolan was knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous, and the two of them had once spent almost two years in love.

However, Gu Ruolan's stomach had not moved the entire time, causing Old Madame Luo to be dissatisfied. Under this helplessness, Mother had to agree to let Father take in a concubine.

After that, less than a year later, five concubines entered one after another:

Second Branch Consort Xue was Old Madame Luo's niece.

The Consort Wan of the Third Branch was from the Martial General Family.

The fourth house Consort Li was the direct descendent of the Qin Capital.

Five rooms of Consort Ping, was the first servant girl, Cui Ping, next to him, Cui Ping, who had given her to Luo Bingshu to become a concubine before she was carried away to become his concubine.

At the end of the seventh year of Qian Yuan, when Luo Bingshu entered the palace, he coincidentally met the unmarried Princess Yong Zhao. The sixteen-year-old Princess Yong Zhao fell in love with the elegant and charming Luo Bingshu at first sight and made up her mind to marry him and marry into Luo's Mansion.

Of course, the Princess of a Country, with her golden branches and jade leaves, would not take someone else as her concubine, thus —

Under the heavy pressure of Grandfather Gu Tingzhi's admonishment and admonishment from the Old Mistress, under the pressure of the Emperor's words of advice, Luo Bingshu's imperial prison was hammered down.

Gu Ruolan had no choice but to give up the position of principal wife.

She could only imagine her mother's unwillingness to allow herself to become a concubine just like that, but for her grandfather's sake, she had no choice but to compromise.

After that, even though Grandfather had been released from the imperial prison, he was stripped of his official position and demoted to a commoner. Fortunately, her mother was pregnant with her at that time.

Three months before she was born, the Consort Xue gave birth to a son, Luo Qingxuan. Luo Bingshu's first son. Two years later, he gave birth to another daughter, Luo Mingxia.

Third Branch Consort Wan only had one woman, Luo Mingxi, and Little Wuyou for a month.

There were also two women in the Fourth Branch Consort Li, Luo Mingzhu and Luo Mingxiu. Luo Mingzhu was only young Luo Wuyou for five months.

There was also a female Luo Mingzhi in the fifth room of the Consort Ping.

After she was born, her mother finally received some sympathy towards her, and her mother personally gave her the name Wuyou. Maybe at that time, Luo Bingshu still felt a little guilt towards her mother and agreed to this name.

Half a year after Wuyou was born, Princess Yong Zhao also gave birth to her first daughter, Luo Xian'er, and was bestowed the title County Princess Tian Rui by the emperor. Three years later, she gave birth to her second daughter, Luo Ling'er, a Titled Spirit Moon County Princess.

Eight years in the Qian Yuan, Luo Bingshu married Princess Yong Zhao, and in less than five years, Luo Bingshu had a meteoric rise, becoming the current dynasty's first rank dignitary, firmly holding the position of prime minister.

In terms of career, Luo Bingshu could be said to have a smooth time, envious of the people around him. However, since ancient times, it was difficult to achieve perfection in one's life.

The dignified Prime Minister had six daughters, but he only had one son.

It was a concubine born from an aunt!

One could imagine how anxious and aggrieved Prime Minister was!

Now, mother successfully gave birth to Lin'er, causing many people to be anxious and furious. They were unable to eat or smell, and were unable to sleep at night!

She was afraid that what followed would be … Who knew how many people were scheming against him!

Just by looking at her mother's performance today, one could tell that her biological father, the Prime Minister, had not even revealed his face.

Of course, it was for convenience's sake!

However, they probably never would have imagined that everything would be ruined by her.

The death of the midwife was inevitable. This was something she knew for a long time!

From the time she woke up from her rebirth, to when she entered the Yilan Garden, to when she helped her mother safely give birth to An'er, it had been four entire hours since she left the Yilan Garden.

There were too many things that could be done in four hours.

At that time, she had no time to think about other things!

If the midwife didn't die, she would be surprised!

Wuyou pondered for a while. It was the dawn, and the night had gradually retreated. The entire sky was covered by a haze of gray, and on the horizon, a touch of the white of a fish's belly appeared.

A new day was about to begin!

Luo Wuyou exhaled lightly and looked towards the horizon in an unknown direction, Her bright eyes were gloomy.

On the first morning of her rebirth, she would properly give everyone a generous gift!

She wanted to tell everyone that she, Luo Wuyou, had returned with a deep grudge from her past life, a hatred that could shake the heavens.

She would definitely drink the blood of her enemies, and only then would she be able to wash away all her grudges …

CHAPTER 7 - OLD MADAM'S REWARD

The sun rose to the east, and the morning wind blew gently.

Strands of Golden Light fell down, green brick and jade tiles, ornamental railings, fake mountain strange stone s, jade pools, pink and white lotus flowers bloomed brilliantly in the morning sun for miles; beautiful intersecting houses and gardens stood in the middle of the mountains and rivers, warm and quiet and peaceful.

In the meandering Nine Rhythm Corridor, two or three maidservant s were running back and forth early in the morning, waiting for the various house masters to wake up early.

In a few moments, Luo Wuyou got up and went to get her Yilan Garden.

Wuyou, why don't you sleep a little more! Thinking about how Wuyou had to busy herself for an entire night, and had almost only fallen asleep at dawn. Gu Ruolan's face and heart were filled with pain.

Luo Wuyou casually sat on the bedside and teasingly pinched the An'er's small face a few times, the little guy wiggled uneasily and continued to sleep.

She chuckled, I came to visit mother first, I will bring An'er to pay my respects later.

Only now did Gu Ruolan realize that Luo Wuyou was dressed neatly. Dressed in a purple fairy skirt with a hundred stripes all the way to the ground, she had an apricot-colored brocade belt tied around her waist and a jaded butterfly hairpin stuck on her head.

Her eyebrows were curved and her lips were like beads. Her nose was pretty and straight, and her Bright eyes s were as still as water. Her thin face was white and rosy.

In addition, in Prime Minister's Mansion was a joyous occasion, so naturally, she had to dress in a somewhat joyously.

Wuyou... Gu Ruolan looked at her daughter, then looked at her son in her arms.

Mom, some things don't happen unless you endure it. Wuyou let out a light sigh, her voice somewhat distant.

Gu Ruolan's face became gloomy, how could she not know about these. However, she knew that she couldn't win. Other than giving in, what else could she do?

Even if daughter does not bring An'er over, Old Mistress would still send someone to invite her.

Mother's current identity is only that of Aunt, adding on that this room has just undergone birthing, Old Mistress's health is not very good, and she has always been proud of her status, so naturally, she won't come to the Yilan Garden, and be tainted with the so-called 'bad luck'.

They were going to send Mama over to carry him away.

All these years, Mother told Wuyou, we can't fight, we can't snatch, we have to endure everything. But what we got in exchange was only for those people to chase and beat us, Mother, they are trying to kill us both. Luo Wuyou could not bear to do that, but she had to say some things as well. At the very least, she had to wake her mother up.

After the Bright eyes had been extinguished several times, her voice carried a trace of ruthlessness, Mother, don't worry, your daughter will definitely not allow anyone to harm An'er in the slightest, by anyone!

She had single-handedly brought this child into the world. He was her little brother, the person closest to her. She had the responsibility, the duty, to protect him!

Wuyou, go. Be careful in everything. Gu Ruolan's cheeks streamed with tears, her heart aching. It was all because she was useless, unable to protect herself, and unable to protect her children. Instead, she wanted her daughter to worry about her at such a young age.

Luo Wuyou received the An'er and, since the newborn children could not be blown by the wind, she intentionally added a small cape to wrap the baby up well and passed it to the Nanny Liu to carry, then took Hong Jin and Lv Qing, the two close maidservants out of the Yilan Garden, and headed towards the Tranquil Heart Academy.

The Tranquil Heart Academy was located to the west of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the garden took up a large amount of space. Inside the garden, there was a small patch of purple bamboo planted in the northwest corner.

A few maidservant s carried jade bottles, copper basin s, scarves and other toiletries. Just as they were about to enter the side room, it was evident that Old Mistress had already stood up.

Luo Wuyou smiled and stepped forward: "Big sister Lian Shuang, Wuyou has brought my little brother here to pay respects to Old Mistress. After saying that, she stuffed a black bag into Lian Shuang's hands.

The leader of the maidservant was called Lian Shuang, and was a first tier grand maidservant by her side. She had served the Old Mistress closely and gained the trust of the Old Mistress.

So it's Miss Wuyou, Old Mistress was just asking! Lian Shuang was slightly startled, but after that, she secretly weighed the bag in her hand.

Why did this lady come so early today? In the past, whenever she saw someone, she would always lower her head and be silent. But today …

cleared her mind and smiled: This servant will first congratulate Consort Lan, Miss Wuyou, Little Master, please wait a moment, this servant will go and report to Old Mistress.

Thank you, Sister Lian Shuang.

Luo Wuyou smiled as she thanked her. Looking at the distant background of Lian Shuang, the light in her eyes dimmed

Look, this was her identity, how awkward it was.

They called her Mother Consort Lan, not Madame, not Second Aunt!

They called her Miss Wuyou, not because she was a young miss, nor because she was a Sixth Miss.

She was obviously the eldest daughter of Prime Minister's Mansion, but now she couldn't even be counted as one!

Miss Wuyou?

Heh, what a strange title. She was the same as her mother, both unusual races in Prime Minister's Mansion, and had been rejected by everyone.

With that thought, Lian Shuang turned back and after a few breaths of time, she said, Miss Wuyou, Old Mistress has a request. With that, she lifted the pearl curtain.

Luo Wuyou smiled lightly in thanks once again and walked in. Old Mistress had long since been impatient and could not wait to welcome him.

Aiyo, my precious baby. Come, come, come. Let grandmother have a good look.

Luo Wuyou bowed and greeted, Wuyou greets Grandmother.

Alright, alright. Get up. Hurry and get up. Seeing the An'er in her arms, the Old Mistress did not care about Luo Wuyou at all, as she casually waved her hand for her to get up. She continued to play with her own grandson.

It was a pity that An'er was still asleep.

The Old Mistress held a jade pendant in her hand, dressed in a dark red Treasure Chest clothing, with silver threads embroidered on both sides of her clothes, with a jade pendant hanging on her waist, and a long red tassel that swayed along with her movements, her hair perfectly combed, her golden hairpin shining with a yellow luster, her body filled with wealth.

The corners of her mouth were almost to the back of her ears, and the folds of her face were like a blooming chrysanthemum. Her eyes were filled with joy.

Yet, she didn't even ask about her mother!

It was like she had forgotten to dig a well.

Since ancient times, men were respected while women were lowly!

This point, from the moment Luo Wuyou could remember, she had understood it. Since she was young, she had never been close with Old Mistress.

Grandmother, mother knows that Grandmother's heart is anxious to see An'er's little brother, so she had Wuyou bring An'er here early in the morning for Grandmother to see. Grandmother, do you think that An'er is very cute? Since she had forgotten about it, she would naturally help her recall it.

An'er?

"Grandmother, since my father was busy with work and did not have the time to name my