The weather is gradually getting warmer.
The night became clearer.
Jiang Xinwei lay on the bed with her eyes closed, awaiting death.
She could feel life rapidly draining from her body.
Everyone was already asleep.
She was a dying woman, yet she couldn't fall asleep.
The closer one gets to death, the more one cherishes life.
In a hazy state.
She seemed to see a figure walking towards her.
"Who?" The voice came out, but even he couldn't hear it.
It was a woman who smiled without saying a word, pried open her lips and fed her something.
Jiang Xinwei struggled slightly.
The woman whispered in her ear, "Emperor Pingnan!"
Jiang Xinwei's eyes widened, and she stopped struggling, swallowing the bitter pill with difficulty.
There's no one who would want to harm a dying person.
When I opened my eyes again, the woman was gone.
A breeze seemed to pass through Jiang Xinwei's heart, a feeling she couldn't quite describe.
...
Not long after.
The third princess recovered.
Upon hearing the news, Feng Jun stared blankly in the direction of the Imperial Minister's residence outside the palace.
The old nanny whispered, "The Seventh Prince replaced all the staff in the Imperial Household Department."
Feng Jun waved his hand.
Let him be!
"Yes!" The old nanny hesitated before retreating, sighing inwardly.
Parents always have the same heart; they shouldn't have indulged the seventh prince in the first place.
Now, it's too late!
Several more months passed.
The palace was filled with the aroma of wheat.
Everyone knows that the wheat in Qinghua Palace is ripe.
His Majesty was overjoyed.
A family banquet was held, and the flour used was made from wheat personally grown by the Imperial Noble Consort.
Jiang Xinwei volunteered to attend the family banquet, hoping to find out who this acquaintance, Pingnan Diqing, was who had saved her.
She endured the mocking and sarcastic glances around her, ignoring the curious stares, and kept her eyes fixed on the exit. Finally, she heard the palace servant's loud voice.
"The Imperial Noble Consort has arrived!"
She perked up, and her eyes lit up.
Then……
Then I saw a radiant and elegant figure.
Farming!!!
wheat!!!
Xiao Ling!!!
"Pfft!" She felt a sudden pain in her chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.
The seventh prince screamed.
"Ghost! Ghost!"
He suddenly fell backward.
Xiao Ling smiled slightly and sat down steadily in his seat to the right of the King of Wushui Kingdom.
He was extremely satisfied with the appearance of Jiang Xinwei and the Seventh Prince.
So this is the thrill of revenge.
It turns out, living life again is so joyful!
He was pleased.
Jiang Xinwei, this is just the beginning; there's a long road ahead.
This change came suddenly.
The crowd was momentarily stunned.
The king of Wushui Kingdom frowned, waved his hand, and immediately someone took the two away.
The family dinner was eaten in complete silence.
Everyone has countless thoughts swirling in their mind.
Feng Jun's heart pounded wildly, feeling uneasy and intuitively sensing that there must be something wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.
Only after the banquet ended did the old nanny whisper something in her ear:
"The Seventh Prince said that the Pingnan Emperor was once the Third Princess's servant, the one who was drowned. He somehow escaped and became the Emperor of Yu Kingdom."
"Really?" Feng Jun's heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"The Seventh Prince spoke with absolute certainty, confirming that he had not misread it."
The Phoenix King was furious: "How dare the Wushui Kingdom substitute one thing for another, violating human ethics!! I will go before His Majesty to file a complaint against Pingnan Emperor."
Feng Jun stormed off with his men in a huff.
He was stopped as soon as he stepped out of his own palace.
"His Majesty has decreed the arrest of the criminals who plotted against the Imperial Noble Consort. Your Highness, I have been wronged. Arrest them!"
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