Crisis in the Imperial Mausoleum

When Yu Yunxi regained consciousness, she found herself at the entrance of the Imperial Mausoleum. At this time, the servants were carrying her and preparing to throw her in. Soon enough, she saw Jiang Ying rushing over from afar with red eyes. She quickly shook her head at him. He was one of the few good people left in the Prince Regent's Residence so she did not want to implicate him.

"Let go. I can walk on my own," Yu Yunxi said hoarsely. She shook off their hands and slowly stood up. When she raised her head, she saw Consort Dowager Ning and her 'good' father standing nearby.

Yu Yunxi could understand Consort Dowager's hatred toward her. After all, Consort Dowager Ning believed that she had killed her only son. It was not surprising that Consort Dowager wanted to pull out her tendons and crush her bones. However, what about the hatred in her father's eyes? Did he hate her for implicating the Yu family?

At this time, Yu Zhongcheng looked at Consort Dowager Ning. He deliberately raised his voice and said, "Consort Dowager, I will definitely ask the Emperor to punish me and ask for your forgiveness for raising such a vicious daughter even if she's just a concubine's daughter."

Then, Yu Zhongcheng turned to look at Yu Yunxi darkly and said angrily, "Back then, I should've poisoned you when you were in your mother's womb. If I had done so, you wouldn't be able to harm so many people."

Yu Yunxi's eyes flashed before she asked frostily, "Do you also think I caused His Royal Highness' death?"

"Apart from you, who else could it be? You're just like your mother, jealous and vicious! When you were young, you didn't know your place and kept fighting with Wanrong. After you've grown up, you married the Prince Regent and even killed him. I don't have a daughter like you!" Yu Zhongcheng said fiercely.

"So this is how you see me and Mother… However, have you forgotten that when your life was hanging by a thread, it was my mother who took care of you three days and three nights, pulling you back from the gates of hell? Is that the vicious person you speak of?" Yu Yunxi smiled sarcastically as she looked at Yu Zhongcheng coldly.

'Vicious and jealous? Fight with Yu Wanrong?'

Yu Yunxi had never fought with Yu Wanrong for anything. It was them who refused to leave her alone time and time again. They killed her mother, and now, they did not even let go of her nanny and her.

Upon hearing Yu Yunxi's words, Yu Zhongcheng seemed to waver for a fleeting moment. However, a thought appeared in his mind, and his expression turned dark again. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk about your shameless mother in front of me! As my concubine, she actually had an affair with a guard! I'm afraid you're not my daughter at all."

Yu Yunxi raised her head and laughed. However, tears rolled down her eyes, leaving streaks on her bloodstained face. She seemed to be talking to the sky as she asked, "Mother, why did you fall for such a heartless thing back then?"

"Yu Yunxi!"

Yu Zhongcheng's eyes shone with killing intent when he heard Yu Yunxi insulting him even when she was on the verge of death.

Yu Yunxi's laughter gradually died down. She looked at everyone emotionlessly as she said word by word, "Consort Dowager, keeping a wolf by your side will eventually lead to your death. This is my final reminder to you as your daughter-in-law."

Yu Yunxi continued to say, "Father, you better pray that I die inside…"

Yu Yunxi's words were like a sword, stabbing people's hearts and lungs.

Consort Dowager Ning and Yu Zhongcheng's expressions changed drastically. They were frightened by the look in Yu Yunxi's eyes.

Feeling slightly anxious, Yu Zhongcheng shouted, "Men, send her into the Imperial Mausoleum!"

At this time, Yu Yunxi had already looked away. Before the others could get to her, she had already begun to walk into the Imperial Mausoleum. She did not look back at all.

Soon after Yu Yunxi stepped in, the stone door behind her fell heavily, stirring up the dust on the ground and separating life and death.

It was pitch black in the Imperial Mausoleum.

Now that the mausoleum was sealed, Yu Yunxi could no longer endure it and fell heavily to the ground. She did not even notice that she had cut her knee. Her internal organs were in excruciating pain, and she had been enduring earlier. However, she had finally reached her limit.

She searched her body with great difficulty before she finally found a bottle of medicine. She took the medicine and panted heavily. After a long time, the pain finally subsided a little.

Yu Yunxi rose to her feet slowly before she began to explore the Imperial Mausoleum. After passing one stone archway after another, she finally saw the familiar Cold Jade Coffin. Fortunately, those people were in a rush to bury Feng Yili so they only placed the lid on top and did not nail the coffin shut.

Yu Yunxi walked over. She gritted her teeth and pushed the coffin lid with all her might. After an unknown period of time had passed, the coffin lid fell to the ground with a loud thump. At this time, her hands were already badly cut up.

Yu Yunxi leaned over to take a look at Feng Yili who was lying inside. His face was pale, and his lips were unnaturally dark. Most importantly, he was truly not breathing.

Yu Yunxi felt her heart sink.

'Is there truly… no hope at all?'

Nonetheless, Yu Yunxi did not give up. She rummaged around and ate the fruits that had been sent into the Imperial Mausoleum along with Feng Yili. After regaining a little strength, she looked for water and brought out all the medicine she had with her before stuffing them into Feng Yili's mouth.

"Feng Yili, you can't die. I've spent so much effort to save you, and you still owe me a favor. You're not allowed to die before repaying the favor. Moreover, how can you die when those who plotted against you are living so well?"

After a moment, Yu Yunxi groped around the coffin. She found the silver needles she had hidden in the coffin and the warm jade her mother had left her, which had fallen to the side.

"My mother left me this jade. I hope her spirit in heaven will protect us…"

Yu Yunxi placed the jade in Feng Yili's palm before she removed his robe and began to perform acupuncture on him.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her fingers were trembling as she said in a pleading tone, "Feng Yili, you have to live, okay?"

Suddenly, Yu Yunxi froze. She could clearly feel Feng Yili's heart beating at this moment. It was unknown if it was because of the acupuncture or the jade her mother left her.

Her eyes reddened, and hope was instantly rekindled in her heart. She forced herself to calm down and continued to perform acupuncture on Feng Yili.

After more than two hours, she felt her hands growing numb.

Fortunately, Feng Yili's body temperature had returned, and his heart was beating steadily. Although his eyes were closed and there were no signs of him waking up, he was alive at the very least.

Yu Yunxi fell to the ground. Tears stung her eyes, threatening to flow out. Apart from her mother and her nanny, she had never hoped so hard for someone to live.

Alas, Yu Yunxi's joy did not last long. She heard the sound of the stone door upfront opening.