"How could she know? With that kind of brain of hers..." Zhao Ziyan's eyes flashed with mockery, "Even if she knew, she should have helped me!"
"If I'm not doing well, does she think she can have a good life?"
The imperial concubine was speechless, not knowing what to say or what to do next.
After all, her daughter was born after she carried her for ten months.
She felt uncomfortable because of the breakup.
Isn’t marriage a matter of parents’ decision?
Even though Zi Yan used some tricks, it was for their common interests.
Thinking of this, she sent another letter.
Zhao Zixuan read the letter and laughed, laughing until tears came out.
Even if she doesn't help, so what?
Even if Zhao Ziyan was imprisoned or beheaded in the future, she would be able to live well.
She is the emperor's daughter and the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo.
As long as the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion does not collapse and as long as the emperor does not dislike her, she will be fine.
They wanted to use her as a tool to seize power, but she refused!
Zhao Zixuan held the letter close to the candle flame. The flame touched the paper, which was instantly ignited. In an instant, only a trace of burnt ash remained on the dim yellow letter paper.
The wind blew away.
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On the day Mo Simiao got married, light snow began to fall.
People say that auspicious snow means a good harvest. It is a good omen.
But she still wasn't happy at all.
From June to November, a period of five months, Princess Jiayi was already two months pregnant.
She couldn't sleep or eat when she thought that her brother Zi Yan not only married another woman but also made her pregnant.
Even after getting married, there is still resentment in the heart.
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