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At the very beginning, the Zhong Miao Yi did not truly understand the meaning of these words.

Consort Xian did not say much either. Zhong Miao Yi knew that she and the cripple must have a lot of things to say.

When she pushed it out, she took a look at the thing Ah Jiu brought.

It was a small porcelain bottle. Zhong Miao Yi picked it up and closed the door when she was about to leave.

What was inside this bottle was the thing that Su Zeyi had given her to end Concubine Xian's life.

Aunt Sun, Ah Jiu and Shun Cheng were all waiting outside. When they saw Zhong Miao Yi coming out, the three of them did not act rashly, but watched over her.

Zhong Miao Yi slowly walked down to the courtyard and sat down.

She scanned their faces, different faces, different panic.

"Shun Cheng." He shouted, giving Shun Cheng a fright.

"Cut all the roses in the yard, right?" The Zhong Miao Yi said softly, telling him to do something.

Ah Jiu walked forward: "My dear friend, it took a lot of effort to blossom this flower, why do you have to cut it?!"

Zhong Miao Yi raised her hand to signal her not to say anymore: "It's cut, if I say it's cut, then it's cut."

The Aunt Sun hurriedly gave Shun Cheng a meaningful glance, and only then did Shun Cheng react. After replying to him once more, he turned around to go get the scissors.

Aunt Sun did not know what was going on inside, but seeing her expression, she could only try to ask, "Honorable person. Madam, she … "

"The two of them are talking inside." Zhong Miao Yi casually replied, she really couldn't muster up any energy.

Hearing this, Aunt Sun heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Ah Jiu to pour Zhong Miao Yi a cup of water to drink.

When Ah Jiu left, she sat down: "Madame, do you have to die?"

Zhong Miao Yi did not look up: "You have to die."

Since Su Zeyi let her do this, it meant that he had already thought that she might let go of Concubine Xian.

It was impossible for him to not have used his second hand to prepare, as the Zhong Miao Yi understood her.

Aunt Sun was speechless. Not knowing what to do, she could only sigh once again.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this period of time." Zhong Miao Yi could no longer shed tears, "If nothing goes wrong, at most, I will leave the next day."

The aftermath of the Consort Xian could only be left for Aunt Sun and the others to manage.

After wasting so much time, if he still didn't go back, Su Zeyi would definitely get someone to pick him up.

Aunt Sun nodded and looked at the house behind her. Here, she had been with Consort Xian for half a year.

It just so happened that the Emperor wanted the Zhong Miao Yi to do such a cruel thing.

It was all for the sake of teaching her a lesson.

As expected, the new emperor's methods were truly ruthless.

The cripple and the virtuous wife spoke for a long time, but Zhong Miao Yi did not urge them. She even hoped that they could speak a little longer.

The sky had already darkened and today was truly a day of torture. Zhong Miao Yi kept thinking back to the events that had transpired in these two months, drop by drop.

More of it was happiness.

Su Zeyi aimed at her fatal spots, and every time, he would aim his finger at his.

Zhong Miao Yi had always thought that she was used to it, but in her heart, she had never given in.

She did not care about Su Zeyi's love, but she could not reject it. This time, she would even use it.

Only by standing her ground would she have the right to say the words' revenge '.

The current her could only be said to be struggling at death's door.

Su Zeyi had promised her that he would take care of this child himself, so no one could snatch it away from her.

After returning to the palace, Zhong Miao Yi had already thought about everything. Yun Mengqi, Zhou Xu, Zhou Yitong, and Empress Dowager Xi were all not easy to deal with.

In the name of being sick in the palace, she had never seen anyone. She had been sick for more than two months and once she recovered, there would be an extra child. No matter who it was, they would not be able to do anything.

But all of these were things that Su Zeyi needed to settle. What she needed to do was to use Su Zeyi as a shield and successfully overcome this crisis.

While the Zhong Miao Yi was deep in thought, the door opened.

She turned her head and saw that the crippled monarch had walked out. He did not look at Zhong Miao Yi, or perhaps it could be said that there was nothing in his eyes.

Like. He lost his soul.

But now, the Zhong Miao Yi didn't have the spare time to worry about the Witch Queen anymore. She took a few deep breaths, gathered her courage, and walked towards Xian Fei's room.

"Honorable person!"

Aunt Sun called out to her before stopping and turning back.

"Will that poison be very painful?" Aunt Sun asked as she covered her mouth.

Zhong Miao Yi held the porcelain bottle tightly and shook her head. "No, it won't hurt at all."

With that said, Zhong Miao Yi entered the room.

The Consort Xian's eyes were closed, and she looked much calmer than before. When she heard the footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes. "Miaoyi, you're here."

There was a smile on her face, which made people curious about what she had said to the ruined monarch.

Zhong Miao Yi did not ask, as this was a secret that belonged only to her.

"Empress, I'm sorry." Zhong Miao Yi held her hand, "I couldn't save you."

Consort Xian shook her head, "Miaoyi, I already feel good that you are the one who has come to kill me. I did not take the child's name, and Master and I both agree that this child should be named by you. Miaoyi, don't have any psychological burdens, I already know this ending."

Zhong Miao Yi squeezed the porcelain bottle even more tightly. "Empress. I'm really sorry if I didn't kill Motherfucker. Su Zeyi will not let me bring him away. "

Consort Xian patted the back of Zhong Miao Yi's hand, "Give it to me."

She wanted poison.

If Zhong Miao Yi could not make a move, she really could not.

Consort Xian stretched out her hand to try and take it off of her hand. Zhong Miao Yi held it too tightly, but she didn't have the strength to do so.

"Miaoyi." The consort called out to her in a gentle voice, just like before. "Give it to me. It's fine."

She was bewitching like a child, ready to face everything.

Zhong Miao Yi took many deep breaths, and every time she breathed, she would let go, but no matter what, she couldn't let go.

Consort Xian looked at the child beside her and said, "Carry the child."

Zhong Miao Yi was stunned for a moment.

"Put down the things in your hands and hug your child! "Quick, Miaoyi, be obedient." Consort Xian told her to do as he said. "Stop delaying, Miaoyi."

Yeah, we can't drag it out any longer.

Zhong Miao Yi gasped for breath. She thought she was crying, but when she touched her, there were no tears.

She finally made up her mind. Trembling, she put the bottle down and picked up the baby.

With a smile on her face, Consort Xian reached out to pick up the bottle. She opened the bottle's lid and poured out the only pill inside.