Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 835 - 407 The True Empress! _2

Chapter 835: Chapter 407 The True Empress! _2

All around was like being soaked in thick ink, pitch black to the point where one could not see their hand in front of them.

The oppressive darkness seemed to press towards them as if it were a tangible substance.

After an unknown amount of time, the speed of descent finally slowed, turning to a gentle float, like a feather drifting down softly.

Until the descent completely ceased, only then did Ran Qingchen notice that there were blood-red fluorescence glimmers appearing around them.

These glimmers flickered and floated in the dark space.

"What is this?"

Ran Qingchen was filled with uncertainty and looked around warily.

Qu Hongling gradually came back to her senses from the dizziness.

She gently tapped her still somewhat dizzy head, her long, curly eyelashes quivering slightly, as she curiously examined her surroundings with the pure curiosity of a child.

Qu Hongling gave a soft "hmm," her dark eyebrows unconsciously knitting together, murmuring to herself:

"This place is so strange, it always feels inexplicably familiar, as if I’ve been here before, but I just can’t remember."

Ran Qingchen’s gaze was attracted by a red glow slowly floating in front of her, a hint of curiosity flashing through her water-like eyes as she subconsciously reached out a finger to touch it.

At the moment her finger touched the red glow, it seemed to be stimulated by something, instantly becoming brighter, the light far more intense than before.

Immediately after, ripples, like those on water, appeared on the surface of the red glow.

These ripples spread rapidly, extending over each and every red glow around it. In an instant, layers of softly intertwined red light clearly illuminated what was once a dim place.

The two women glanced at each other, faces full of astonishment.

Right in front of them, unexpectedly stood a majestic ice coffin.

The coffin emitted a chilling aura, reflecting a strange and mysterious sheen under the surrounding red light.

"This is..."

Ran Qingchen’s cherry lips parted slightly, her voice carrying a trace of trembling doubt.

Qu Hongling, however, seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, stepping lightly and slowly walking to the coffin. Then she raised her arm, reaching out to touch the ice coffin.

But just as her fingers touched the coffin, her head was instantly hit with a sharp pain, as though being stabbed by a thousand needles all at once, hurting enough to elicit a cry of "Ah."

The next moment, a bizarrely eerie image faintly emerged from within the coffin.

Inside lay a baby girl quietly, her whole body tightly enclosed in a layer of translucent ice, exuding an inexplicable eeriness and mystery amid the stillness.

The baby girl’s eyes were tightly shut, her little body curled up as if solitary combating the endless cold and loneliness in this ice coffin.

She remained like that, frozen unmoving in this lightless place where even time seemed to halt, repeating day after day, year after year.

It’s uncertain how much time passed; without any warning, the baby’s tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

Immediately after, as if a giant invisible hand reached out from the depths of darkness, pulling her away, she gradually disappeared from this mysterious space suffused with red glows.

"Is this baby...you?"

Ran Qingchen tilted her head slightly, curiously staring at Qu Hongling.

Qu Hongling gently rubbed her still vaguely aching head with slender fingers, her eyes showing confusion and bewilderment: "I’m not sure either, just have a feeling...it should be me."

The young girl recalled once asking Ms Qiu about her origins, and Ms Qiu said she had found her.

Thinking about it in detail, could it be that before Ms Qiu found her, she had been sealed alone like this in this eerie and cold place?

This speculation stirred an indescribable chill in Qu Hongling’s heart.

Who exactly were her biological parents?

Why did they heartlessly seal her in such a bizarre place?

"Hey, there’s another memory scene there."

Ran Qingchen suddenly looked towards an area behind Qu Hongling bathed in red light.

Qu Hongling followed the direction Ran Qingchen pointed, seeing a vague and indistinct scene floating in the air not far away.

The scene also depicted a baby girl sealed here.

The next moment, that baby girl’s figure faded away like light smoke, replaced by a delicate and lovely little girl.

The little girl wore a superbly beautiful, exquisitely crafted luxurious palace gown, happily playing in a blooming garden.

Many maids stood around deferentially, their eyes constantly observing the little girl’s every move, serving cautiously for fear of making the slightest mistake.

From such a grand setup, it was easy to see that this little girl must be a princess of noble stature.

Then, as if lightly nudged by an invisible hand, the scene swiftly changed.

The little girl, by chance, discovered a dying snow-white fox in a pristine snowy land.

Moved by compassion, the little girl rescued the fox, bringing it back to the palace for careful care.

Time quietly passed, and a few years flew by.

The fox that was saved by the little girl actually transformed into a graceful, beautiful young maiden.

Since then, the maiden had always accompanied the little princess, through spring flower-viewing, summer cooling, autumn moon-watching, or winter snow walking, inseparable.

A few more years passed, and the little girl’s parents both passed away one after another.

Without the protection of her parents, the palace was filled with turbulence and changes, with the girl’s several brothers entangling in a bloody and brutal struggle for the throne among themselves.

Ironically, the brother who finally stood out and ascended to the throne, expecting to comfortably enjoy the supreme power, unexpectedly died suddenly during a sacrificial ceremony.

Inexplicably, the little girl, with the strong support and backing of several influential ministers, ascended to the throne, becoming an unprecedented Empress.

The once innocent and carefree little girl consequently got swept into the cruel whirlpool of power.

To survive in the treacherous palace filled with hidden dangers, she had no choice but to quickly mature, forcing herself to discard weakness and kindness, gradually becoming mature and ruthless.

She showed no mercy to those who harbored ill intentions, attempted to topple her, or sought to puppet her at will, eliminating them all.

She even chose to present herself as a man, hiding her elegance beneath dignified male attire.

Until one day, the Empress seemed to have accidentally glimpsed an earth-shattering secret. Hence, she made a startling decision—to slay immortals and destroy demons.

But eventually, the Empress was thwarted, struck into the Abyss Hell by Ten Thousand Tribulations Heavenly Thunder from celestial beings above.

Fortunately, the Empress left herself a way out in the end, using the Phoenix Nirvana Technique to revert to infancy, hiding frozen in this Nether Spring land.

Waiting for a chance of rebirth in a nearly desperate manner.

Until another baby girl emerged, replacing her.

——

At the cliffside of Water Moon Manor, a woman stood quietly.

The woman was of exquisite beauty, her brows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, red lips naturally crimson, gazing quietly at the Moon in Water Bridge shrouded in soft red mist in the distance.

A gentle breeze brushed by, causing her skirts to gracefully flutter.

Her airy posture appeared akin to a fairy about to undergo Feathered Transformation and Ascension, detached from the mundane world, untainted by earthly fumes.

Behind her, Xuanyuan Shugui and Kumu stood with their hands respectfully.

Their expressions, mingling awe, puzzlement, and complex emotions, sometimes lingered on the woman’s silhouette, sometimes silently intermingled, seemingly exchanging in voiceless communication.

"Under Heaven, whose land could it be? Above Heaven, who should claim it?"

Ye Zhuchan’s red lips spoke, emitting a leisurely sigh.

She slowly turned around, her ornaments gently clinking, a faint smile gracing her face.

"What should you call me?"

The two involuntarily trembled slightly, exchanged a glance, and then knelt down simultaneously: "Greetings, Your Majesty the Human Emperor!"

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