On the day Qin Rou was born, a high-ranking monk happened to pass by the capital. He said that Qin Rou was destined to have many disasters in her life, and if no intervention was made, she might die young.
Old Master Qin, having a daughter in his old age, naturally attached great importance to her. He spent a large sum of money to ask a high-ranking monk to change Qin Rou's fate. The monk said that in order to avert this calamity, Qin Rou must be sent away from the capital, preferably never to return.
Old Master Qin was reluctant to let Qin Rou go, but he still sent her to the farm to be raised, and he would travel a long way to visit Qin Rou every year.
Qin Rou's maternal grandparents had a cousin named Chen Yunting who loved her very much. When he heard that she was sent to the village, he felt very distressed. So Chen Yunting moved to the village to accompany Qin Rou from the age of six, and stayed with her for fifteen years.
During these fifteen years of getting along, Qin Rou secretly fell in love with Chen Yunting, and the two secretly promised to spend their lives together.
"Then how did Qin Rou become the emperor's favorite concubine?"
"Qin Rou is very active and she is increasingly yearning for the capital. Despite Mr. Qin's repeated warnings, she still secretly entered the capital without telling the Qin family..."
Qin Rou was dazzled by the prosperity of the capital and had a great time. Until the evening, she met the emperor, Murong Sheng, who was traveling incognito.
At that time, Murong Sheng had just ascended the throne, and it was a time when he needed to understand the people's sentiments and experience their lives. Coincidentally, he met Qin Rou only an hour after leaving the palace and fell in love with her at first sight.
"The Qin family doesn't want Qin Rou to enter the palace, but there's nothing they can do. Murong Sheng is the new emperor, and they can't be the first to bleed after Murong Sheng ascends the throne."
Although Qin Rou entered the palace and became the emperor's concubine, Chen Yunting still couldn't let her go, so he entered the palace and became a zither player with his talent.
Qin Rou couldn't hide her excitement when she saw her lover whom she hadn't seen for a long time. She was like dry wood and fire, which ignited at once.
It was that night that she became pregnant with Chen Yunting's child.
After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to the child. The emperor thought it was his child, and he lavishly rewarded Qin Rou and made her a noble concubine.
But as time went on, the child's eyes and eyebrows looked more and more like Chen Yunting. Qin Rou was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so she designed a fire in the bedroom, found a corpse of the same size, and pretended that he was burned to death.
In fact, Qin Rou ordered someone to give the child to Qin Canghai and told him the child's true identity. Qin Canghai was shocked and frightened, but who knew that the child had lost his memory after waking up and only thought that Qin Canghai was his father.
In the same year, Chen Yunting died of illness, and Qin Rou was heartbroken.
The queen felt that there was something fishy about this matter, but she didn't find out anything. Instead, it made the emperor feel even more distressed about Qin Rou.
Murong Sheng's kindness to Qin Rou made her feel a little guilty, so she began to respond to Murong Sheng's kindness.
Murong Sheng already liked Qin Rou, and she only needed to use a few tricks to become the most favored one in the six palaces.
For a time, Qin Rou was in great glory.
The following year, Qin Rou gave birth to Murong Yu, but she did not like the child very much. Instead, she cared more about the children of the Qin family.
"That makes sense. One is a child born with someone you love, and the other is a child born with someone you don't love. The two are indeed different."
Shen Qing understood that although they were all her children, they were always different in Qin Rou’s heart.
"When Qin Rou died, she didn't see the emperor, Murong Yu, or anyone from the Qin family. She just left the bedroom alone with a smile on her face." Jiang Zhuo sighed lightly.
If Qin Rou had not sneaked into Beijing, she would have had a good ending.
"So, that senior monk is really quite capable."
If she could meet that monk one day, she would have a few questions to ask him.
Mainly, I want to ask, is she destined to be rich? Having enough food and clothing for a lifetime is not enough; she needs to have luxurious clothes and delicious food!
"If the Qin family had dared to resist and pointed out that Qin Rou was already engaged, the outcome might have been good."
"Change the ending? If the emperor secretly kills Chen Yunting and forcefully marries Qin Rou, then that damned Qin Wanming won't be born!" Shen Qing curled his lips and said, "That's really good."
"If Qingqing became the empress, what would be the first thing you want to do?"
Shen Qing looked at the clouds in the distance and answered without thinking: "I want to go to the treasury first to see the wealth that belongs to me."
"I'm curious, why are your wishes so simple and unpretentious?"
Did he suffer too much when he was young?
"because……"
Shen Qing pondered, because it was the master who said that if you only have one chance to make a wish, then wish for wealth and glory.
"Because, in this world, only money is eternal."
Jiang Zhuo put his arm around her shoulders and said, "I, your future husband, will also be eternal."
Shen Qing smiled and nodded, "Well, when I have three palaces and six courtyards, you will be disposable."
"...Chen Qing!" Jiang Zhuo was so angry that his teeth were itching, "You can't get rid of me!"
Shen Qing smiled but said nothing.
At night, the four people gathered on the mountain outside Beijing.
Changfeng also came, and Jiang Zhuo meant that it would be okay to just come to make up the numbers.
On a dark and windy night, dark clouds covered the sky like a thick curtain, making it difficult for even a ray of starlight to penetrate.
The headquarters of the Wind Organization is like a sleeping giant, gloomy and silent.
The four approached silently, ghostlike. All around them were overgrown weeds, rustling in the night wind, whispering of unknown fear. The ancient walls, covered in dark green moss, exuded a stench of decay.
Shen Qing, dressed in black, was the first to jump over the wall. When he landed, he was as light as a feather, without a sound. Under his feet was a hard stone road, with a few wild grasses growing in the cracks.
Jiang Zhuo followed closely behind, longsword tightly gripped in his hand, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily. The dim moonlight cast a cold, hard outline on his tense face.
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