The empress dowager did not panic at all.

Where did all those damn slaves go?

Why is there no one on duty at night?

In the dark night, there was a hazy fog outside and a cold wind was blowing. Just as the empress dowager was about to close the palace door herself, the originally open palace door suddenly slammed shut by itself.

The Queen Mother screamed in fear and almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly she seemed to realize something was wrong. There were gusts of cold wind behind her, as if someone was blowing cold air on her neck.

The figure behind him was stretched out into a very long and narrow shape by the pale moonlight, and the outline of a woman was vaguely visible.

When she saw the long and narrow shadow, the empress dowager's pupils shrank sharply and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Awan, look back at me, look back at me..."

A resentful and familiar female voice came from behind. At that moment, the fear in the Queen Mother's heart reached an unprecedented peak.

How could it be possible...

How is this possible!

That woman... Wasn't that woman's soul shattered and suppressed under the dry well?

Even if she is released, she will die!

After so many years, she still won't let herself go?

"Awan, why don't you look at me? I've been alone in the dry well for more than 20 years. It's so cold down there. Awan, can you come down and keep me company?"

The cold hands gradually rested on her shoulders and moved up to her neck little by little.

The Queen Mother could even clearly feel the texture of the dry grass on those hands, as if a layer of human skin was covering the white bones.

She could even hear the sound of bones turning and breaking.

Her neck began to turn slowly, as if she wanted to turn around and see who was behind her.

No!

She doesn't want to, she doesn't want to at all!

But her body seemed to be out of control, her eyes widened and tears fell uncontrollably.

No……

"ah--"

When she turned her head and saw the completely rotten face, the Queen Mother could no longer hold back her screams and fell to the ground.

It's her!

It's really her!

She came back to take my life.

Suddenly, the cry of a baby exploded in her ears. Only then did she see that the woman was holding a child in her arms. The child was naked and bloody, and was crying loudly in her arms.

However, his eyes were blood red, and he was staring at the empress dowager on the ground and crying wildly.

The entire Cining Palace was filled with the sound of children crying, each one louder and sharper than the last.

The woman, holding the child, approached her step by step, and a strange and sad smile gradually appeared on her rotten and hideous face.

She stopped in front of the Queen Mother, her voice sounding like she was crying but not crying.

"Look, she's crying so sadly."

"They all say she is my daughter, but I know you are her mother. Even so, when His Majesty wanted to execute her, I tried my best to stop it. Only you..."

"You're the only one who wants her dead!"

The woman's voice suddenly became sharp, accompanied by the crying of a child. In an instant, everything in the Cining Palace shattered.

The palace door was constantly blown by the wind, making a clanging sound.

She said: "Awan, how can you be so cruel!"

"Your Majesty can execute her. Do you know how she died?"

"She was thrown into a jar and left to be eaten to death by the rats and bugs inside!"

"She cried for three whole days before she died. When I fished her out, only bones were left. Ah Wan, you have such a cruel heart!"

The woman cried bitterly as the child in her arms began to rot, gradually recreating the way she had died.

The Queen Mother stared with wide eyes, thinking it was a dream, and slapped herself hard, but the pain told her that this was real!

This is not a dream!

The woman and her child really came back to find her!

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"I didn't kill her. She's not my daughter. I gave birth to a prince, a prince! Not a princess!"

The Queen Mother roared like a madman.

However, the louder she screamed, the harder the child in the man's arms cried.

The shrill cry almost pierced her eardrums.

"Awan, look how pitiful she is crying. She is so sad because you didn't recognize her. Awan, can you hug her, hug her?"

The woman covered in blood approached the Queen Mother step by step. The baby in her arms suddenly moved at this moment, and she was seen crawling down along the woman's thigh.

She moved extremely quickly, with her limbs on the ground, but her face and body were twisted strangely and pointed upwards. She quickly crawled to the side of the Queen Mother, and no matter how she dodged, she couldn't escape.

“Don’t come over here!”

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

The Queen Mother screamed in fear, waving her hands and her face distorted.

The blood-red baby crawled up her thighs and onto her, hugging her neck tightly, with a strange smile on its young and terrifying face.

The crying turned into laughter and she seemed very happy.

"Look, Awan, how much she likes you!"

The child was covered in blood, with her black pupils staring at her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull her off her.

In the end, he actually tore off one of her arms and threw the child heavily to the ground.

The child cried loudly, and the woman let out a sharp scream.

"Awan, Awan! You killed me and your daughter. I want you to die a miserable death, a miserable death!"

The woman cried and screamed loudly.

The Queen Mother screamed in horror.

"If you weren't like me, how could I have climbed to where I am today?"

"I am not wrong, you are the one who is wrong!"

"Why can you become the queen, while I can only be a concubine? Why can you give birth to a prince, while I can only give birth to a lowly princess?"

After she finished speaking, she laughed again, with madness flashing in her eyes: "You can't kill me. Your son Feng Junye's life is still in my hands. If you want him to live well, go back to hell!"

"You may not know this yet, but I have planted all kinds of poisons in the body of your beloved son since the day he was born. I want him to live a life worse than death."

"But he knows nothing and keeps calling me 'Mother Queen'. Hahaha!"

Having said this, she seemed very pleased.

I couldn't help but laugh triumphantly: "Whenever I see him calling me mother, I feel so happy."

"Your son wants to call me mother. You must be very resentful in your heart, right?"

"Hahaha, but what can you do? You can't do anything. You can only watch."

carefree!

It feels so refreshing!

These words have been hidden in her heart for more than 20 years, and now she can finally express them.