All of this was planned by King Chen...
Because Qin Ye liked Prince Li, Prince Chen could not do anything to the pregnant Qin Ye, so he took out his anger on Prince Li, and even forced Prince Li to repair the imperial mausoleum. He even planned and forced Prince Li to death!
Direct any anger you have at her!
Let her die for King Li!
"Your Highness Prince Chen, Prince Chen!" Madam Wei knelt on the steps and shouted at Prince Chen's mansion, "It's all my fault! Please let Li'er go! Please let him go!"
The hoarse crying voice, mixed with the sound of heavy rain, was almost inaudible.
She had used up all her strength:
"Please have mercy! I am willing to die, I will die! Please! He is your brother! Although his biological mother is a palace maid, you have the same blood flowing in your body. You can't be so cruel, you can't!!"
God is watching what you do. If you go against your conscience and morality, you will be punished!
The old butler inspected the house and was about to rest when he heard a faint cry.
He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, then walked to the door and saw a woman with messy hair covering her face and wet body kneeling at the door of the palace, crying and shouting loudly.
Startled.
What's going on?
He walked to the door and looked at the people in the rainstorm from a distance of three or four meters:
"Who are you? What are you doing kneeling at the gate of Prince Chen's mansion?"
"Prince Chen, I want to see Prince Chen!" Madam Wei burst into tears, "Hurry! I am willing to give up everything and beg him to let Li'er go! I want to see him! Li'er is dying, no! He can't die! Let me die!"
She spoke incoherently and her words were out of order.
The old housekeeper was a little confused, not understanding what she meant. What Li'er? What dead?
However, I understood one thing: she wanted to see the prince.
"My prince is not at home today. If you have anything to do, please come back tomorrow." After saying this, he was about to go back home.
"He's here! He must be here!"
Madam Wei crawled forward on her knees, but fell weakly to the ground, covered in mud.
"He knows I'm here. Please tell him that I'm willing to die for Li'er. This is all my fault! It's my fault! Please, save Li'er, save my child!"
She was so anxious that she almost couldn't breathe. Her face became paler in the rain, like a dead person.
His breathing was rapid, his body was limp and he couldn't move, but he was still begging:
"Please... please... Li'er has suffered enough, he is just a child... please... please..."
She fell to the ground weakly, her eyes wide open, but her voice became smaller and smaller...
"Madam, are you okay? My prince is really not at home."
"lady?"
"lady?!"
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It was a dark rainy night, and a few meters outside the city, was the location of the imperial mausoleum.
Due to heavy rain, one of the tombs collapsed and the stones buried a lot of things. The soldiers braved the rain and moved the stones to save people, but the rain was too heavy, coupled with landslides and the lack of visibility at night, the search and rescue work became even more difficult.
Am I going to die...
In the dark mausoleum, Zong Zhengli was buried under rocks, unable to move. The cold rain flowed onto his face and poured into his nasal cavity, choking him so that he could hardly breathe.
The wound on his chest was bleeding.
Life slips away bit by bit, body temperature gets colder, and thoughts become gradually hazy.
In just a few brief seconds, countless images flashed before his eyes, replaying every detail of his life over the years.
Painful, humiliating, silent, desperate...
Finally, the scene returns to the night of the palace banquet when he and Qin Ye first met.
The prince smashed the teacup on him, cutting his hand and causing it to bleed profusely. Qin Ye bandaged him. She was the first person to approach him actively.
He asked in surprise: "Do you know my identity? How dare you approach me?"
She smiled and tilted her head, "Prince? Noble? Look at the way you are dressed, you can't be a prince, right?"
That night was our first meeting.