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Early the next morning, Empress Chen slowly made her way to the cold palace accompanied by several palace maids. Her steps were light and slow, but her heart was filled with complex emotions.
As she entered the cold palace and saw the dilapidated environment and Chen Huang'er's haggard face, her heart suddenly tightened.
"Hang'er......" Empress Chen called softly, her eyes filled with pity.
With disheveled hair, Chen Huang'er looked up and saw Chen Feng'er, a hint of surprise and unease flashing in her eyes. "Sister... why are you here?"
Chen Feng'er walked up and gently held her hand: " Hang'er, sister is just here to see you. Are you... doing okay here?"
Chen Huang'er lowered her head and spoke in a low voice: "Sister, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have..."
Chen Feng'er shook her head gently, a hint of tears flashing in her eyes: " Hang'er, sister is not here to blame you, just worried about you."
The two remained silent, with only the gentle breeze outside the window bringing a hint of coolness.
Chen Feng'er's heart is filled with complex emotions. She knows that coming here cannot change anything, but she can't let go of her concerns.
Chen Huang'er looks up and his gaze falls on Chen Feng'er's slightly bulging abdomen. A hint of surprise flashes in his eyes as he says, "Sister, are you... pregnant?!"
Chen Feng'er nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face: "Yes, little sister, I am carrying His Majesty's child."
Chen Huang'er's eyes filled with complex emotions as she softly said, "Sister, congratulations. This child will surely bring much joy."
Chen Feng'er's eyes revealed a hint of worry: "But sister's health condition... The physician said that this pregnancy is very dangerous for me."
Chen Huang'er's face changed, and he quickly said, "Sister, you must be careful. Your safety and the baby's are more important than anything else."
Chen Feng'er sighed softly, her eyes shimmering with unease: "I know, but I can't give up on this child. This may be my only chance..."
Chen Huang'er held Chen Feng'er's hand, his eyes filled with worry: "Sister, you must stay strong. Whatever happens, I will be here praying for you."
Chen Feng'er flashed a hint of gratitude in her eyes and said softly, "Thank you, Hang'er. Even though we can't be together like before, you will always be my sister. After I give birth to the child, I will help you plead with the emperor to release you from the cold palace."
Chen Huang'er's eyes revealed a complex emotion, and she forced a faint smile, unable to conceal the sadness and despair in her eyes. She responded softly, "Sister, I appreciate your kindness. But I know that everything is beyond repair. I have grown accustomed to loneliness and solitude in this cold palace."
Chen Feng'er looked at her younger sister, feeling guilty and helpless. Chen Huang'er's previous actions had destroyed the years of accumulated favor, and now she must bear the consequences of her own punishment.
" Hang'er, if only I could go back in time and start over," Chen Feng'er said with a voice full of sorrow.
Chen Huang'er shook her head gently, tears uncontrollably falling from her eyes: "Sister, the past cannot be changed. I just hope that you can be happy."
Chen Feng'er looked deeply at her sister, feeling emotions that were hard to express. She gently hugged Chen Huang'er, then slowly stood up, preparing to leave.
" Hang'er, take care. Sister will come to see you often," Chen Feng'er said softly, then turned and left the cold palace.
The conversation between the two was particularly moving in the silence of the cold palace. Chen Feng'er felt a stronger struggle and worry in her heart at this moment. She knew her physical condition was not good, but her longing for this child made it impossible for her to give up. Her heart was filled with uncertainty about the future, but also with determination and hope for life.
In the end, with the reminder and support of the palace maids, Chen Feng'er slowly left the cold palace. Chen Huang'er stood quietly in place, watching her sister's figure gradually fade away.
After Chen Feng'er left, the silence of the cold palace descended once again.
Chen Huang'er sat alone in the dim room, a twisted smile gradually appearing on her face, her eyes flashing with madness and resentment, as if shrouded in deep shadows.
"Sister, why pretend to be a good person?" Chen Huang'er muttered to herself, her voice filled with sarcasm and pain, "Pregnant again after so many years, are you happy? Never having is not scary, what's scary is having had, and about to lose that sense of powerlessness..."
Her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. "Sister, I want you to taste the pain I suffered all those years ago. I want you to know how agonizing it is to lose a beloved child!"
A hint of ferocity flashed in Chen Huang'er's eyes as she stood up and paced around the cold room.
Her heart was filled with the flames of revenge, accumulated resentment and dissatisfaction over the years, and now she had finally found a target for release.
"Sister, do you think you are happy now?" Chen Huang'er sneered, "But I will make you understand, all of this is illusory. I will turn your happiness into nothing, and make you feel true despair!"
Chen Huang'er's heart is filled with a twisted sense of pleasure, she feels a pathological satisfaction.
In this desolate palace, her madness and hatred are incomprehensible to anyone, and no one can stop her. There is only one thought in her mind, that is revenge, to make Chen Feng'er taste the same pain as her.
Chen Huang'er's thoughts gradually became extreme, and she plotted her revenge in the shadow of the cold palace. Every one of her thoughts was as sharp as a blade, sharp and cold, pointing towards the person she had once been closest to—Chen Feng'er.
At the same time, in another part of the palace, Chen Feng'er was taking a walk with Emperor Han Yu. She held hope for the future in her arms, but her heart couldn't shake off the worry for her sister.
Emperor Han Yu looked at Chen Feng'er with a deep concern and affection in his eyes: "Feng'er, you seem heavily burdened today. Did you go to the Cold Palace? What did Chen Huang'er say to you?"
Chen Feng'er nodded slightly, her inner turmoil making her tone sound heavy: "Your Majesty, Hang'er... her situation is causing a lot of concern among the servants."
In a soft voice, he said, "Feng'er, I know that you and Hang'er are like sisters, and her situation worries you. But she has indeed made a mistake, and as the queen, you should also understand the seriousness of palace rules."
Chen Feng'er nodded, her voice low: "I understand Your Majesty's concerns. It's just that seeing Hang'er like that, my heart also aches, and I don't want her to continue suffering in the cold palace."
Han Yu looked at Chen Feng'er with a worried expression, and his heart softened. He spoke gently, " Feng'er, I will reconsider Hang'er's situation. But for now, the most important thing is your safety and the safety of the child. You must take good care of yourself. After you safely give birth to the child, I will consider the appropriate handling of Hang'er's situation."
A hint of gratitude flashed in Chen Feng'er's eyes. She leaned gently on Han Yu's shoulder and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. The servants will take good care of our child for us."
The two walked slowly through the Shanglin Garden in the palace, with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds filling the air. However, it couldn't dispel the gloom in Chen Feng'er's heart.
At this moment, a conspiracy is quietly brewing outside the palace, as the situation takes a sudden turn.
Chen Feng'er sat alone by the window, with a thousand thoughts running through her mind. She felt a sense of unease, but couldn't pinpoint what was making her so anxious.
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