"Queen Mother, I am Yi Qingchen. You don't recognize me after I changed my face? Your good son recognized me at first sight and insisted on taking me into the palace. Your eyesight is really not as good as Feng Xuanming's."
The Queen Mother shook her head painfully and helplessly. She didn't believe it. As she stared into Yi Qingchen's eyes, a sense of familiarity arose in her heart.
The face that belonged to Li Yu in front of her slowly turned into Yi Qingchen's face in the Queen Mother's eyes. The Queen Mother tried frantically to shrink back as if she had seen a ghost, but now she did not have the slightest strength at all, just like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Empress Dowager, I can understand that Sun Yuqin wants to kill me. After all, she loves Feng Xuanming deeply, and I have no gratitude towards her. But why can you and Feng Xuanming be so cold to my Yi family?" Yi Qingchen finally asked the question that had been weighing on his mind for dozens of minutes.
At that time, they, the mother and son, and their harem almost didn't survive. It was I who saved them and kept them, the harem, alive.
If there were no Yi family, how would Feng Xuanming have the chance to compete for the crown prince position?
Hearing this question, the Queen Mother was a little dazed: "If your Yi family is not destroyed, how can the emperor sit firmly on the throne? Bai Peng said that this is the best time to get rid of the Jinyiwei. As a monarch, you can't be soft-hearted!"
Yi Qingchen laughed: "Yes, Feng Xuanming has now secured the throne, what have you and Bai Peng gained? Look at how you look now, it's simply ridiculous."
The Queen Mother heard Yi Qingchen's sarcasm and said, "Yi Qingchen, you can only blame your Yi family for their bad luck. It's also fate that I'm still alive today."
"Life?" Yi Qingchen picked up the cloth beside him. "Since the Queen Mother accepted your fate, you should know that you should have died a long time ago. Keeping this life is a heaven-defying act."
Having said that, Yi Qingchen hardened his heart and pressed the cloth on the empress dowager's face. The empress dowager struggled hard, but Yi Qingchen pressed harder.
"Queen Mother, my time is running out, so before I die, I will definitely settle the debt you owe to our Yi family!"
Finally, the Queen Mother slowly stopped struggling and completely lost her breath.
Yi Qingchen stood up and slowly walked out of the inner hall.
Feng Zhuohua looked at Yi Qingchen who came out and shouted, "Mother!"
Yi Qingchen held Feng Zhuohua's arm: "Zhuohua, I killed the person who harmed my entire Yi family with my own hands, but I don't feel relieved at all. It turns out that the person I really hate is myself."
Tears flowed down Yi Qingchen's eyes, and she grasped Feng Zhuohua's arm with increasing force, as if a drowning person grabbed a floating log, "It was my fault for not judging people, and I brought disaster to the Yi family and harmed so many Jinyiwei. I was the one who deserved to die the most, but I was the only one who survived. Why, why..."
"Because they all hope that you, mother, can live."
Yi Qingchen let go of Feng Zhuohua and staggered in the snow: "I don't accept my fate, I don't accept my fate!"
Finally, Yi Qingchen couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
Feng Zhuohua stepped forward, hugged Yi Qingchen as he fell to the ground on the snow, and lowered his head to look at Yi Qingchen, whose face still had traces of tears, and sighed deeply.
In the past, he resented Yi Qingchen, but he didn't know when he started to feel only pity for Yi Qingchen. Perhaps at that time, she had used up all her courage to decide to give birth to this child with Feng Xuanming's blood.
"Mother, this time, your son will take you back."
As he spoke, Feng Zhuohua picked up Yi Qingchen steadily and walked back step by step. In the snow, there were footprints of varying depths.
The snow that kept falling from the sky soon covered up all traces of the footprints, as if no one had ever been here...
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