Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

An Fuhai was slightly taken aback, and then sang loudly: "The banquet continues—"

The scene was quiet for a moment, and then the sound of silk and bamboo sounded again. Soon, a palace lady came in and continued to deliver delicious food and wine to everyone's food table.

With the sound of the music, although everyone's mood was weird, they still relaxed a little, of course, except for Yuwen's family and Yuwen's supporters.

In the midst of the excitement, suddenly, an imperial doctor hurried out, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the child cannot be saved."

Dongfang Chen snorted coldly: "A bunch of trash! Go down."

The imperial doctor retreated back to the apse tremblingly.

Until the end of the Hundred Days Banquet, the crowd had never heard from the Queen, and dispersed with a trace of doubt.

Night came quietly.

Fengxiang Palace was silent, Yu Wenjin was lying on the bed, her face was ashen, like a dilapidated doll.Mingyue and Mingyu stood by the bed with dejected faces.

Suddenly, there was a cautious knock on the door, and then a voice of a little maid: "Director An wants to see your empress."

Both Mingyue and Mingyu were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces turned pale as if they had a premonition.

The knock on the door sounded again, and the two of them trembled as if they were frightened. Then, Mingyue walked to the door as if going to the execution ground, opened the door, and with a stiff smile, looked outside the door at An Fuhai with a calm expression on his face.

"Eunuch An, may I ask why you are here..." Mingyue said with a trace of stiffness.

"The emperor asked me to deliver something to the empress, you go out first." After speaking, An Fuhai strode in, holding a tray in his hand, and the tray was covered with golden yellow satin.

Mingyue and Mingyu looked at each other, and finally, Mingyu asked with a hint of pleading: "Mr. An, your mother is still sleeping, can you..."

"Then trouble you two to wake up your mother. Our family has to go back to work after finishing our work." An Fuhai had a tough face on his face.

"Eunuch An..." Mingyue was still trying to persuade her, but she heard a weak but calm voice from the bed: "Mingyue, Mingyu, you all go out."

The three looked towards the bed, only to see that Yu Wenjin had opened his eyes and was looking at them calmly.

"Niangniang..." Mingyue and Mingyu shouted with trembling voices, tears filled their eyes immediately.

"Go out." Yu Wenjin's face was ashen, her eyes were lifeless, and her whole body was full of despair.

"...Yes, empress." Mingyue and Mingyu bowed their heads and quietly retreated out.

Yu Wenjin struggled to sit up, then stretched out her hand and said, "Bring it."

There was a hint of emotion on An Fuhai's face, and he stepped forward with the tray, and lifted the yellow silk and satin on it, revealing the contents inside: a white porcelain vase, a foot of white silk.

"Empress, choose one." An Fuhai said with a trace of compassion.

A faint self-deprecating smile appeared on Yu Wenjin's face, he reached out, picked up the white porcelain bottle, pulled out the red stopper on it, raised his head to drink, and then slowly lay back.

For a moment, an abnormal blush appeared on her face, and then she said softly: "Tell the emperor, I am really innocent. Just, pity my child, child..." After finishing speaking, she tilted her head, and I closed my eyes.

An Fuhai stretched out his hand, but he was already out of breath.However, Yu Wenjin had a dreamlike expression on his face, his face was rosy, as if he was sleeping soundly.

The thing in the bottle is called euthanasia, which is a poison specially used in the palace to bestow death.