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In Dreamscape. Under the moonlight in the waters.

The huge black wave silently rose and fell.

Cold, quiet, lonely abyss.

Blood-red roses, Feng Qiuhuang was drunk.

It was night. Nalan Youyou struggled to open her eyes. The thin air made it difficult for her to breathe. She even felt a dull pain in her chest.

Her hand made a slight popping sound where it touched the wood.

This sound made her heart tighten. Where was she?

Youyou struggled to sit up and looked around. The walls were dark, and once again, she was shocked to see them.

He was actually sleeping in a coffin! This was actually a tomb!

Wasn't she resting on the phoenix couch in the Hall of Pepper? How did it become a tomb?

Nalan Youyou couldn't figure it out. She thought it was a dream. She cut her hand with her fingernail, confirming everything.

She was indeed in the tomb.

After confirming the information, her pale face revealed even more disbelief. Fear filled her heart as she placed her right hand on her bulging belly.

She was the only one in the entire tomb, no, two.

All that was left were the burial items.

Nalan Youyou was the direct descendent of the Jiang Country's military chief, Nalan Peiyi. Since she was young, she had been cherished and protected by the entire household, living a life comparable to that of a princess.

Her inherent beauty and outstanding wisdom made her famous in the Jiang Country. There were even people who came to the capital from far away from their hometowns just so they could chance upon the young lady of the Nalan Family and see her beautiful appearance.

Growing up with a golden spoon in her mouth, how could she have entered the tomb? This was the first time she woke up, and it was extremely disadvantageous for someone like her, who was currently pregnant and was about to be pregnant!

Fortunately, the wall lamp was still lit, and the tomb didn't seem to be that dangerous to her.

Nalan Youyou panted rapidly, frowning as she pressed her hand against her stomach.

It seems that the child is about to be born.

She knew she could not sit still and wait for death, so she did everything she could to get out of the coffin.

Unfortunately, his body was incredibly heavy, and he was usually weak and delicate, so he didn't do much exercise. At this moment, his abdominal pain was unbearable, and he really couldn't escape.

Inside the tomb and inside the coffin, she didn't dare to cry out for fear of attracting some sort of "dirt."

The fear in her heart had already made it impossible for Nalan Youyou to calm down and think. The pain coming from her abdomen had gradually caused her to lose her strength. Her pale lips were bleeding from being bitten.

Finally, Nalan Youyou stopped struggling and lay back, trying not to hurt herself too much.

"Am I, Nalan Youyou, going to die with my children in this ice-cold tomb today?" Nalan Youyou asked weakly as she stared blankly at the black ceiling of the tomb.

Perhaps it was Wentian.

Perhaps it was a question.

Perhaps to ask a god.

Perhaps he was asking himself.

"Tap, tap, tap …" Just as she was about to fall asleep in despair, a deep and shallow sound of footsteps came from outside.

The tomb was very quiet, so quiet that even the occasional sizzling sound of the wall lamp could be heard, let alone the sound of footsteps.

Nalan Youyou's eyes flew open when she heard the sound, and her breathing quickened again.

Nalan Youyou couldn't keep her composure after hearing such strange footsteps in the tomb. She could almost hear her own heartbeat.

She forced herself to sit up again, her stomach aching, her hand on the edge of the coffin. She was out of strength.

"Ah!" As the bat flew past, a woman's scream pierced the silence of the tomb.

Nalan Youyou was also shocked, but she felt that the voice was very familiar, so she looked towards the source of the voice.

She recognized the man. Her pale, desperate face softened, and a light flashed through her empty eyes. "Sister!"

That's right, the scream came from Nalan Youyou's sister, Nalan Jingjing.

Nalan Jingjing was a daughter born from a concubine in Nalan Mansion, and had a beauty comparable to Nalan Youyou. She was also a woman with both beauty and intelligence, but because she was born from a concubine, no matter if it was eating or eating, she was inferior to Nalan Youyou.

"Sister, why am I here? "Hurry and save me." Nalan Youyou said weakly.

However, he was met with a cold laugh.

"Heh, take you out? "How laughable." Nalan Jingjing didn't even look at her. A scornful smile hung on her red lips.

Seeing Nalan Jingjing like this, Nalan Youyou couldn't help but stare blankly.

Was this still his sister? Why does he seem like a different person? Far, far away from him.

"Sister, you …" What's the matter with you? " Nalan Youyou still wanted to ask the reason.

"Can't you see? I hate you, I want you dead! " Nalan Jingjing's eyes were filled with hostility as she glared viciously at Nalan Youyou. Gritting her teeth, she spat out the word "die".

"No, you won't. I'm your eldest sister, you're my blood sister, we're blood relatives!" Nalan Youyou kept shaking her head, pressing her hands against her stomach and frowning, as if the baby was about to slide down.

"My flesh and blood? You dare to say that out loud. Since we are flesh and blood, why should I have been your follower since I was young? I will always be patient with you! I've rendered meritorious service. You go and claim it, you've made a mistake, and I'm the one receiving the punishment! You still have the face to call us flesh and blood people when I'm so unfair to you? Nalan Youyou, you have been nurtured and raised into a flower by someone from the In Nalan Mansion since you were young. Or do you think that the dumbest person in the world is me, who can bear all of this for you? "

Nalan Jingjing seemed to have said what she wanted to say the most over the past ten years. She had kept it in her heart for too long, so she had to say it!

"So all these years, you've been working so hard …" In Nalan Youyou's eyes, other than pain, there was also pity for Nalan Jingjing. She didn't know that she had been living so bitterly for so many years.

"Hehe, but the heavens are truly yours. You're only a chess piece of mine, a chess piece of mine and the Emperor's!" At this moment, Nalan Jingjing's face was filled with boundless pride.

"What did you say?"

"I say, other than me, everyone in Nalan Mansion should die, and you should even more so! Since young, you have always blocked my path, and every single person in the Nalan Mansion, you have never treated me as a human! Now, I want all of you to go to the Underworld to reunite! "Hahaha!"

As Nalan Jingjing finished her sentence, she laughed maniacally, which caused Nalan Youyou to shudder.

"You managed to deal with Nalan Mansion? How can you be so heartless? They are your family! Your surname is also Nalan! " Nalan Youyou had a bitter look in her eyes.

"So what if they are close? You're still the emperor's queen, and you're still carrying a dragon! Didn't the Emperor still announce to the public that 'the Queen of Nalan had unfortunately died a violent death'? Of course, I will add more firewood to the fire! "

Nalan Jingjing stated her intentions for everything she had done, along with her hatred for Nalan Mansion and Nalan Youyou.

"Nalan Jingjing, you crazy woman! You even dare to harm your own family! "You …" Halfway through her words, Nalan Youyou suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

It seemed that he was really going to produce it this time.

When Nalan Youyou opened her eyes again, what she saw was her husband — Beiming Ye.

She thought that she had returned to the Imperial Palace, that she had awoken from her dream. Unexpectedly, she was still in the coffin.

The child Nalan Youyou had given birth to was lying under her, the umbilical cord still unbroken, the blood still bloody and unwashed, and she hadn't put on her clothes.

She struggled as she tried to hold the child, but there was nothing she could do. Sparkling tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Your majesty, chenqie does not seek to return to the palace and continue being the empress. Since you've already announced it to the world, treat it as if chenqie and her son no longer exist. chenqie only pleads for you to let us go, let us go far away!"

Nalan Youyou pleaded humbly. For the sake of her child, she was willing to lower herself to the heavens.

"When you don't exist? I can't do it. When we first approached you and married you, we purely wanted to borrow your Nalan Mansion's power to seize power for us. Now that we have unified the world, all of you useless chess pieces can go to hell together! You all can go on your way with your hearts at ease! "

Beiming Ye's tone was extremely cold, and his gaze on Nalan Youyou was extremely cold.

Once he had said that he only had eyes for her.

Once he said she was his darling.

Now that he had gotten her in his eyes, the one in his dreams was the one in his heart.

Now, the beautiful person had become ordinary after looking at him for so long.

When he was still a prince, Nalan Youyou had spared no effort to help him. Her master was in the inner court, while Beiming Ye was in the outer court.

She trained the hidden guards and used her Nalan Mansion to create a strong network for Beiming Ye.

Now, even when a chess piece was turned into a piece, it could only be abandoned.

Nalan Youyou lay powerlessly in the coffin, watching the lid cover her and the baby.

She listened to the footsteps of Nalan Jingjing and Beiming Ye as they walked further and further away.

She heard the stone door close.

Everything had quieted down. The child had not eaten since birth and cried for a long time. He was so hungry that he lost his strength. As he cried, he became tired and began to breathe lightly.

I'm sorry, son.

Maybe you shouldn't have been thrown at me from the beginning.

Nalan Youyou held her child in her arms, breathing in the thinning air until she suffocated.

Many years of effort, buried alive?

How could she be willing to leave?

She, Nalan Youyou, swore to the heavens that if she were to be reincarnated, she would do it step by step! If you don't like it, don't pity it.

The resentment and unwillingness that she felt towards the empress's tomb reverberated for a long time.

Summer was not as beautiful as spring's green, and so was life. One had to have the heavy green of midsummer to feel the truth of living.

At this time, Nalan Youyou was sitting in the center of the In Nalan Mansion pavilion, holding her chin with one hand as she thought. Looking at Yue Jun, who was busy helping her with the cold and summery food on the stone table, she still felt that it was unreal.

He had clearly died together with his newborn child in the deathly grave, but now he had opened his eyes once more and returned to the age of fourteen.

Had he been dreaming for ten years?

If it was, the dream was too real, too scary.

"Miss, why do you always like to be alone in a daze these days? It's too disconsolate to be a lady. " Yue Jun said as she placed a bowl of sweet potato soup in front of Nalan Youyou.

"Yue Jun, I had a terrible dream, but that dream was real." Nalan Youyou stared into the distance with lifeless eyes, but her mouth opened and closed as she spoke to Yue Jun.