Chapter 1: Was she going to be strangled to death by her mother as soon as she was born?



A thunderclap roared, and in the lightning, a white baby was born. The moment it came into contact with the air, its breathing turned directly into crying.

“Wow wow wow…”

After torturing her poor mother all night, Xia Wanwan was finally born. Empress Xian, her face covered in sweat, stared at the lovely baby.

Xia Wanwan was also a princess, but her umbilical cord hadn't even been cut when she was born. She was shivering in this freezing suburb.

Her weak mother slowly reached out her hand to her neck.

[Don't kill me, Mom. I just died once. I don't want to die again!]

who?

Empress Xian stared at the darkness around her. Is there a ghost?

Or is it auditory hallucination?

Was she hallucinating? Empress Xian took a deep breath!

Looking at the child in her arms, she couldn't help but hold her in her arms and kissed her tenderly, "My dear, I'm sorry for you. Come to heaven with me. There may be intrigue and conspiracy, no calculation, and no pain. Be good!"

She cried in pain, but the next second, she put her hand on Xia Wanwan's neck again.

Xia Wanwan twisted her body hard and started crying at the top of her lungs.

[Mom, you're wrong. I just came from hell. It was all pain and schemes there. I was schemed to death. Schemes are everywhere. Don't be silly, mom.]

Empress Xian: ...

If she hadn't been so heartbroken, she would have been amused by this strange sound. Empress Xian looked at the child in her arms with a bit of disbelief.

Only then did Empress Xian realize that this child was connected to her. She seemed to be able to hear the child talking?

She wrapped the poor child in her arms and wrapped her skirts around her shivering body.

*

She herself was miserable enough, as her master and senior brothers had already successfully overcome the tribulation, ascended to heaven, and became immortals.

But when it was her turn to ascend, she ascended for the ninth time. Just when she thought she was about to successfully withstand the last thunderbolt, a demonic energy entered her body.

It seemed like he was ready to help her, but unexpectedly, the next second, the heavens misjudged her as having bad intentions and unworthy of being a god. A thunderbolt struck her and sent her to the underworld.

But even though she was so miserable, the King of Hell didn't let her go. She was reincarnated again, and was reborn as this abandoned concubine in the cold palace. What a sin!

He was killed by his own mother right after crossing over!?

"My dear daughter, if we don't go to extreme extremes, how could I bear to hurt you in the slightest?"

"Mother originally came here today to pray for your grandfather and his family, but unexpectedly, she heard some news halfway through. Someone has framed your grandfather for treason, and your father has ordered all of the over one hundred members of the Yang family to be imprisoned."

"Mother escaped here with great difficulty and gave birth to you. Mother wanted to keep you, but I was afraid that I myself would not be able to escape death. There was really no way to keep you." Empress Xian looked at Wanwan with heartache. She was a smart girl, the daughter of her imagination.

She felt so sad when she thought about not being able to grow up with her.

"Since you want to survive, then it's up to fate. Mother will do her best to entrust you to a good family so that you can grow up."

As Empress Xian spoke, she held Wanwan in her arms, cut the umbilical cord with the last bit of strength she had in her fingers, and then staggered forward step by step.

But the next second, with the help of lightning, a silver light appeared in the eyes of Concubine Xian and Wanwan.

Her terrible father came. He looked handsome and elegant under the lightning. His sinister eyes were full of hatred for her mother and Wanwan.

Wanwan just felt her head was a little hot and she felt sleepy.

Looking at the sword, Wanwan had no doubt at all that the next scene she would enter should be the Hall of Hell.

But when she regained consciousness, she was awakened by the sound of her father angrily slamming the table. Wanwan trembled but did not cry.

His father saw this small action and was a little surprised. His little eyes seemed to be staring at him.

As a result, he had to hold back what he was going to say, and someone else spoke for him instead.

"Yang Wanqin, you bitch. Not only did your father betray the country, but you also gave birth to a bastard."

The first person to speak was not the hideous tyrant, but the arrogant and domineering Concubine Liu.

"Your Majesty, if you truly believe that the entire Yang family is suspected of treason, then I deserve no regrets for my death! But this child is truly yours!"

Empress Xian didn't want to explain, but after hearing Xia Wanwan's heartfelt words, she knew that the child wanted to live! Even if there was a slight chance, he would fight for it.

"Bitch, you're still protecting this bastard until your death. Do you want the emperor to raise someone else's child for you?"

Concubine Liu's eyes flashed with venom, "Look for yourself!"

A dead man was carried in. Concubine Xian didn't recognize him. She insisted that he was Wanwan's father, but she was drunk.

He was still clutching a jade bracelet tightly in his hand, and in his other bag was a love letter.

A flash of scarlet flashed in the eyes of the great tyrant, and suddenly, he looked like a Shura from hell. When he saw the love letter, it suddenly turned into a ball of paper in his hand.

"Empress Xian, what else do you have to say?"

He gritted his teeth, his face filled with disappointment and rage. With his current temper, he really wanted to drag Concubine Xian and Xia Wanwan, the bastards, out and torture them to death.

This is why Empress Xian strangled her own daughter to death with her own hands. How could such a young child endure the pain of slow slicing?

"Come here, take Concubine Xian and her illegitimate offspring away and execute them by slow slicing."

[well……]

[It seems this isn't the King of Hell's Palace, right? I feel so sorry for my mother. Such a luxurious bedroom must belong to my scumbag father. He couldn't even bear to buy clothes for me and my mother.]

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