Pushing open the door, Fucha felt that her memories of her past life were clearer. She looked left and right, and finally her eyes settled on the ground. In her past life, it was here that she was framed and killed by Nian Shilan.
"Nian Shilan! Nian Shilan, you will eventually die by my hand!" she said, laughing loudly.
The maidservant was a little scared when she saw Fucha talking to the empty room in a daze, but she was also afraid of being scolded, so she didn't dare to say anything and could only stay quietly to the side.
"I will make you suffer from poison before you die, wishing you were dead. I will repay you tenfold for everything you gave me in my previous life!"
"Ah!" Fucha suddenly lost control, pulling at her hair and screaming wildly, as if she had gone mad.
"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! It hurts! Help, Your Majesty, help me! I'm innocent! I didn't harm the little prince, Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Seeing Fucha's state, the maid panicked immediately. What was wrong with Your Highness? Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she quickly stepped forward to comfort Fucha, saying, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
Empress Fucha, regaining her senses, pushed her away: "I'm fine, you can go out! Let me be alone for a while."
Lady Fucha instructed her maid to stand guard at the door. The maid quickly withdrew.
"Close the door," Fucha ordered.
"Yes," the maid replied.
Fucha hadn't expected that choosing a particular place would have such a significant impact on her. She had already lost her composure twice today. If her secret were discovered, she would surely be burned at the stake as a ghost.
Only after the maid left and closed the door did Lady Fucha allow herself to reveal her emotions.
She sat helplessly on the ground, facing the house she had lived in in her previous life, and burst into laughter. The revenge she had taken in her previous life was finally complete; Madam Nian was about to die, and the Nian family was about to be uprooted.
After laughing for a while, Lady Fucha realized she was crying. She said in disbelief, "How could this be? How could I cry! Nian Shilan is about to die. I should be overjoyed. I can't be weak. I must become the strongest person in this harem!"
But tears still streamed down her face, blurring her vision. She bit her arm, trying not to make a sound, determined not to let anyone hear. Her arm bled from the bite, but she didn't care. Compared to the pain in her heart, the pain on her arm was nothing.
In her hazy vision, she saw the bed she had slept in in her past life. She propped herself up, staggered over, collapsed onto the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and then burst into tears.
She felt wronged. She had once been an innocent and naive girl, wholeheartedly devoted to the man she loved. She didn't ask for a perfect marriage, only for her husband's affection. But who could have imagined she would end up dying a tragic death? Now, reborn, she couldn't win the Fourth Prince's favor. She was unwilling, utterly unwilling. Although the Fourth Prince seemed to have completely forgotten her, she didn't regret it. If she could do it all over again, she would still go to the Fourth Prince's side, but this time she would first eliminate Consort Xi. She would make sure the Emperor only favored her.
"Your Majesty, everything I have done is for you!" Empress Fucha murmured to herself.
The maidservant came over and urged her to leave quickly. Only then did Lady Fucha compose herself and leave with the maidservant.
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