Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

   Chapter 1013 What else is there to hope for?

   "How can this happen, how can this happen."

  Queen Fu closed her eyes in pain, whimpered and choked, tears fell from her withered eyes drop by drop, she fell to the ground, trembling all over.

   She thought she was the one who had the chance to win, but she didn't want to be on the side and staring coldly at all this was not herself, but Xiao Jingyu! Xiao Jingyu, that little wild species, it turns out that she underestimated him!

   Yes, Xiaoye can grow up to this day without any problems, how could he not have a little cunning mind and true ability? You underestimate yourself.

  The matter has come to this point, she was strangled by him, and she couldn't even say a word. Not to mention making a comeback for his son.

   In the eyes of the world, her son is dead, what hope is there?

   Queen Fu's heart was empty and dazed, as if she was suddenly drained of energy, and her whole person became lost.

"Huai'er, Huai'er, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, hum." Queen Fu's body trembled and cried until her breath was blocked. It feels creepy.

   In the side hall, which was even more dilapidated than the main hall, Concubine Yugui vaguely heard the cry, so frightened, she hugged her body tightly and shrank into the corner, murmuring, "Mad, that lunatic!"

   Today's Concubine Yu is no longer the lofty favorite concubine who came to the cold palace with arrogance and ridiculed and ridiculed Empress Fu.

   Today, she is more embarrassed than Empress Fu.

   A woman of this age, no matter how beautiful and beautiful she is, still needs to be piled up with countless silver, brocade clothes and fine rouge gouache.

   Lost these external decorations, and the inside is a shriveled skeleton.

   Today's jade concubine, even if it is not a skeleton, is not far behind.

   Dirty and torn clothes had been worn for an unknown number of days, her hair was **** in a mess, her face was shriveled and dirty, and several deep wrinkles were drawn across her face, making her face even more old and ugly.

   Compared with Empress Fu, she has an aura of despair in her body.

   She doesn't have Queen Fu's mentality, and it's not as good as her ability to plan. Every minute and every second is suffering here, but she has to continue to suffer like this.

   In the first two days, she would still cry, howl, "wronged", and begged to see the emperor.

   No one would answer even if she screamed.

   She even sang a one-man show all the time, and even Queen Fu looked at her mockingly, leaning on the door frame that was about to fall, when she was singing.

   After a few days like this, her voice became hoarse, her tears dried up, and her heart finally became hopeless.

   She no longer expects the emperor to take the initiative to let her out. The emperor has always been a ruthless person, and she understood it too late.

  The only thing she hopes now is that the emperor will die soon, so that her son will definitely pick her up, and he will.

   It's just that since the emperor is so ruthless, how will he treat her son? Whether the throne will fall to her son, she is not sure.

The sound of footsteps was particularly prominent in this cold palace, which was so silent as if time had stopped flowing. Concubine Yugui, who was dazed and blank-minded every day, suddenly looked up when she heard the movement, and saw that Empress Fu's eyes were icy cold, with a few words on her face. The chill is coming towards him.

   (end of this chapter)