C1 Rebirth by Fire

"Fenglin Palace, Murong Family, the daughter of a sinful subject, who had been in the palace for several years, and had no son under her knees; her words were lacking in prestige, and she did not command six palaces; she had evil thoughts, plotting to harm Royal Son before she went to court; she had no son, and she was jealous and eloquent, so she had three out of seven. I was able to get a complete corpse! " Guan Mi signaled with his eyes, and a white silk that was as white as snow hung down.

"Empress, it's getting late. Let's go!"

Mu Rong Qing smiled lightly as he stood up while holding the cold white silk ribbon. He tied a knot and asked, "Empress, do you have anything else to say?" Guan Mi asked at last.

"I am a woman, and my life is as thrifty as it is, Duanmu Jue! My Murong Clan s hundreds of lives were lost in your hands, caused by the pain of the Yellow Springs and the pain of forgetting the rivers. After Ni Chang dies, I will become a fierce ghost that will haunt the rest of my life! "

Murong Nichang, the ruined queen, hung from the Fenglin Palace. There were no triples, no wails, only the cold north wind blowing her skirt and the hundreds of vengeful spirits that were on their way. Fortunately, she was finally free.

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"Sister Dong!" Sister Dong! It's time to wake up! " How long had it been since anyone had called her that? "When Rachel was born, her father happily took out the word 'Rainbow Skirt' from the 'White Cloth Clothing Dance' and called her Sister Dong." Why are you so silly? Sending you to the palace is something that cannot be done. If you commit suicide, what will happen to your mother?! What about Murong Clan! "

She tried to open her eyes, but all she could see was her mother sitting by the bed, waiting for her, and Qing Xue standing by the side, carrying a cup of tea. But wasn't she already dead? Didn't he burn himself to death in this very room?

"It's almost time for the morning. The palanquin in the palace is about to arrive at the gate to escort the bride. Hurry and get up and wash up!" Seeing that Murong Nichang had woken up, Madam Mu Rong ordered Maidservant to prepare for her wedding.

A bridal sedan? Suicide by hanging a beam? This was all a long time ago. At that time, Murong Ta had just ascended the throne, and Crown Princess had only died three months ago. She was summoned by an imperial decree to the palace and was bestowed the title 'Salutation Queen'.

In the room, Maidservant's hands and feet were nimble as she helped her up to dress up. A phoenix coronet, a golden item of jade, and a head embroidered with nine phoenixes were neatly placed to one side. Murong didn't have the strength to stop them, and didn't know how to stop them.

"A comb to the tail, two combs to the eyebrows, three combs to the ground, two combs to the wings …" Murong Nichang's eyes stung as she raised her head, her brows furrowed, her children and grandchildren scattered all over the ground. Compared to whom, she was like a pair of wings flying in all directions. Who was she with? With Duanmu Jue? Those words must be the funniest joke in the world, "Sister Dong, don't cry anymore. Deep Palace, Red Wall, you have to be careful every step of the way. Always remember, you are the daughter of Murong Family! "You have to think about everything related to Murong Clan." The mother stroked her smooth black hair and warned with a gentle tone.

She was Murong Family's daughter, and was destined to become Duanmu Jue's enemy!

Murong closed his eyes and forced the tears that filled his eyes back bit by bit into his heart. His heart was filled with holes, and the crisscrossing wounds were painful from being stung. She took in a deep breath. The broken picture repeated itself over and over again, provoking a hatred she had never felt before.

She opened her eyes, and in the mirror she was already calm. Her eyes were cold and her red lips were tightly shut, and her beautiful eyebrows were covered in a layer of estrangement and indifference.

She had come back to life and was about to embark on the path of no return to Duanmu Jue. Since it was fated, she would obey, but she wouldn't make any mistakes! She was also no longer the Murong Nichang who still had endless expectations for him in her despair. She was once again the phoenix Nirvana Emperor, the empress dowager who gave birth to a new life, the mistress of this Longzhi Country!

"The auspicious hour has arrived. Newcomer, get on the palanquin. Queen, take up the carriage, Joyous Union Palace!" Qing Xue and Mann Xue were still young and of low status, so they were only fit to follow amongst the palace maids. The red hair covering the four corners of their heads was about to block her view, so Murong Wei raised his hand to block her view. The bride immediately explained in a low voice: "Empress, the bride cannot meet strangers in front of the main hall, she must use a bridal veil to cover her face!"

"I know!" Murong NichangFengyi's stern voice made the wedding nun turn her head but there was no trace of fear or panic on her face. "Wait till the door is covered with a bridal veil!" She wanted to see the sunlight, the first ray of sunlight since she was reborn. It was the sunlight that completely separated Murong Liu-Li from the Gift Queen.

Murong Nichang walked steadily towards the door with every step. The red felt under her feet was as if she was stepping on clouds, and the door of her pavilion was opened, making a creaking sound. The morning sunlight, after being buried under the dawn sky, was exceptionally bright, shining on her body like fire.

"Empress, you should put on the bridal veil!" The wedding nanny tried to persuade him again, but it was to no avail.

Murong Wei nodded and a bright red net covered her face. At this moment, she was really looking forward to the moment when Murong Jue lifted the bridal veil. It was the moment when they would meet again, and also the last layer of window paper separating their lives.

The golden phoenix flower palanquin that the sixteen of them carried landed right before the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even though one of the imperial streets was filled with nobles living in power, when Murong Nichang appeared, the doors of the manors along the street were wide open as they knelt down in salute.

After getting on the palanquin, Murong Nichang slightly lifted the palanquin curtain to look. Everyone obediently lay at her feet, and wherever they went, their heads would lower even more. Murong would only feel sorrowful, are they kowtowing to her, the empress, or to Duanmu Jue's throne? Or was he surrendering to his father's power in the imperial court?

This long imperial street was filled with anticipation and nervousness when he had first passed by her, but now, her heart was calm like still water. Duanmu Jue – such an elegant and elegant man with an ethereal demeanor, looking down at the world – had once made her shy. The past had always been the same. That innocent and cute Murong Sister Dong had been killed by Duanmu Jue.

"Murong Yi's actions are despicable, heinous, and exterminating five clans. The sin of sitting within the nine territories is already a great grace of mine. If we are truly heartless, we can completely exterminate your entire Murong Family!" His voice seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. The place that was covered up by layers of masks did not have the gentleness, intimacy, and love of the past at all. There was only the most primitive hatred.

She even went as far as to question him, "My Murong Clan helped protect the Crown Prince's position, and I have no merits, and I have suffered a lot. Why did I end up like this, Your Majesty, please spare my Murong Clan for the sake of your past relationship with Sister Dong, and let my people live!"

Murong would never forget his answer, "Feelings from the past? "Mu Rong, so your foolishness was actually real. I thought you were putting in the effort to act!" The contemptuous slap at the corner of her mouth sounded like a crisp slap on her face, "Our feelings towards you are all for the sake of bringing down your Murong Clan, for the sake of avenging Crown Princess who had been killed due to your greedy Murong Clan! If I don't win over your heart, how can I deceive your father-in-law in the imperial court? "How to uproot and uproot the external relatives!"

To exterminate a family, to exterminate a family, to be crippled, to be demoted to a civilian … All of this hurt her less than those few sentences. Five years of loving and loving husband and wife, all of these were tools for his revenge. How deep was his hatred that made his eyes shine with tears when he looked at her?

Han Mengyuan — The pure and kind Murong Liu-Li always owed her a lot, reciting scriptures for her, surpassing her limits, requesting to be conferred the most beautiful title in the world, but she was never jealous. She even hoped that Han Mengyuan would stay in Duanmu Jue's heart forever. Duanmu Jue's love was fake, his emotions were fake. Everything was fake, then she would let them stand against her in politics, in the palace, in power, she would definitely not let Murong Family suffer such an outcome because of her stupidity again!

"Empress, we have arrived at the Joyous Union Palace. You should get off the palanquin!" Murong Nichang's memories were so wild that she didn't even realize that the sedan had stopped moving.

"..." "In the actual courtyard of the Hundred Herbs Xi, we will create the 'Xi Men', and the 'Xi Xi Yi' will also be welcomed. The 'Xi Lai' will be like the clouds …" The ceremonial official that greeted them stood outside the Joyous Hall, singing a song of greeting to the empress. Murong Mu held the hands of the wedding lady as they walked down the road to the Joyous Hall. She wouldn't let the tragedy happen again!