Great Wei, third year of Emperor Youngsheng’s reign, the end of the year.
Changchun Palace.
Bright candles illuminate the bedroom as bright as day. A gust of wind came from out of nowhere, and the candles flickered, casting erratic shadows on the white walls.
Empress Lu, who was lying on the phoenix bed, looked sick, coughed a few times, turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The palace maid Qiyun choked up and caught the black blood with a handkerchief: “Niangniang…”
Lu Mingyu suppressed the surging in her heart and gave Qiyun a deep look.
Qiyun’s tears slipped down her cheeks, and she quickly threw the handkerchief into the brazier beside her. Within few moments, the handkerchief was swallowed up by the vigorous flames and turned into ashes.
A little chubby boy was lying on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, “Mother, mother! I don’t want you to die! Don’t leave Yan’er…”
Yan’er, imperial mother also doesn’t want to leave you.
Your imperial mother can’t let you know that half a month ago, you happily brought your mother’s favorite dessert, and those were poisoned.
Your mother who has been poisoned will never let you bear the notoriety of poisoning your biological mother. After being poisoned with deadly poison, bengong would rather suffer the pain of the poison and die slowly than tell the truth.
Lu Mingyu reached out and rubbed her son’s chubby face, wiping away tears of her five-year-old son. With difficulty, she instructed, “Qiyun, go out and take Yan’er with you.”
She would look ugly after death, she didn’t want to frighten Yan’er.
The forever loyal Qiyun cried and kowtowed three times beside the bed, and hugged the crying Yan’er, went out with red eyes.
In the previous dynasty, the emperor was unwise, lewd, cruel, violent, immoral and ruthless, and the people were in tormoil. Rebels from all walks of life who were eager to move and change the dynasty had risen up and competed against each other in the Central Plains.
Her biological father, Lu Lin, was a military general of the previous dynasty, and he led 50,000 Xingyang troops to the capital. When he arrived at the capital, the capital had been completely destroyed by people who rebeled. The rioters and soldiers rushed into the palace, the bodies of the palace people were everywhere, and the whole palace was soaked with blood.
The emperor was beheaded with a knife, and the prince and princess were killed. There was chaos everywhere in the capital.
Lu Lin was indignant, and he killed most of the rebels and hooligans on the road. Then, with the support of all the generals, he established himself as king Xingyang.
The rebels fought in a melee, and the weak citizens either fled, or were completely wiped out. The Xingyang Army couldn’t do much. Lu Lin did not have the ambition to be an emperor. After some consideration, he led the troops to defect to the Li family.
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Phoenix Hairpin (English Translation)
Historical FictionOriginal author: xun zhao shi luo de ai qing Empress Lu's biggest regret during her lifetime was that she died early and failed to successfully become the empress dowger. When she opened her eyes again she return to her golden days. Of course, it wa...
