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　　Feeling her withered hair with louses, Li Wanrou recalls it is Zhaohe Year 5. Since she was framed out of the empress' chair by her own sister and fell into cold palace, it has already been four years during which Li lies paralyzed on the clammy bed.

　　Icy coldness of the winter stings her whole body like p.r.i.c.king needles, which makes her breathe hard.

　　Suddenly, the dark room brightens. The luxuriant shoes which set off the comer's n.o.bleness, with embroidered gold phoenix and interspersed pearl, come into her view.

　　The coming woman in flammulated light dress, has a pale, cute face but upward canthus. Her long lovely eyelashes like feather fan flutter tenderly and her voice is soft.

　　However, the words are inexorable and sinister.

　　"Sister, I'm always beside the emperor, worrying you are solitary in the inaccessible palace, with no one around but merely snakes and worms." Li Wanrou in a surge of irritation, frowns but spreads her brows soon, squeezes a flattering smile, and says, "Is Moer all right?"

　　"He…"

　　Li s.h.i.+fu stretches tune deliberately, appears indifferent and fleers, "…is nothing but son of a b.i.t.c.h. The emperor disgusts him, how could he get through? He died in that winter when you were locked."

　　He died?

　　How did he die?

　　Why should they cheat me!

　　Li Wanrou's heart tightens. Her head buzzes as if to explode. She fabulously yells, "Is Rongji crazy? Moer is his first prince! His son!"

　　Had she lost her last value, should she be kicked off? Even the innocent baby? Was she certainly blocked, blinded and she misplaced her love?

　　After being married to the then third prince Nangong Rongji, she has fended off the poisonous wine and the sword for him, but none of them can compare with a smile of Li s.h.i.+fu in his eyes?

　　She has been forced to vacate the throne of empress for Li s.h.i.+fu, and now even Moer needs to give the throne of crown prince to her children! Why?!