"We were orphans and widows back then. If I hadn't done this, you would have lived a hard life with me and would never be able to hold your head up high."

"Your father is dead, and I have no one to rely on. I have no other choice but to do this."

Xiao Huaiqing felt heartbroken. He turned around and said coldly, "I won't trust you anymore. You'd better take care of yourself."

Then he strode away without stopping.

Nanny Wang watched her son's back as he walked away. She was so sad and desperate that she could no longer hold on and fainted from crying.

In the dream, her husband blamed her, and the people in the Luo family misunderstood her and wanted to drag her to be thrown into a pig cage.

Luo Qingyu was watching from the side, looking coldly with a sarcastic smile.

Her son was taken away by the people in the palace and beheaded.

She screamed in fear, but no one heard her. Everyone was laughing at her, scolding her, and condemning her.

Even her son eventually died in front of her.

When Nanny Wang woke up crying, it was still dark outside. She was still in shock and gasping for breath.

Yuan Huaizhi said: [Her body can't stand this kind of torture, do you want her to commit suicide?]

Xiao Huaiqing said: "You can extract people's souls, but one day, I will let her see the light of day again."

"And now, it's just an act of helplessness."

Yuan Huaizhi's mouth twitched as he warned, "Being a ghost is not as easy as you think. Your soul may fly away at any time."

Xiao Huaiqing said: "If this is true, then this is what she deserves."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Huaizhi knew that it was useless to say more. Xiao Huaiqing was a cruel and ruthless person, but only a person like him could overcome all difficulties and ascend to the throne.