Chapter 123 The Effect of the Elixir

Niuhulu is almost driven crazy by her dreams recently.

In the dream, Honghui had died long ago. Fu Jin and Beile had been resentful of each other because of the death of their legitimate son, and gradually became a couple who were physically together but spiritually estranged.

For a long time thereafter, the palace was ruled by concubine Li. Although her third prince had limited qualifications, he was always trained by the prince as his heir.

Until her Hongli grew up, his brilliance became so dazzling that it could no longer be hidden, and he even received the unique love of Kangxi.

She had this dream on and off for many years. The years of confinement made the details of the dream clearer. She felt more and more that it was not a dream, but a prophecy, a gift from God to her.

But Honghui is not dead yet!
Why did this happen? Her prophetic dream turned out to be wrong. Could she still be the queen mother? Could she still get out of this dark room?
Thinking of this, Niuhulu felt a sense of fear in her heart. She knew that she could not wait any longer. If she waited any longer, there would be no other outcome except imprisonment and death.

But at the moment she couldn't leave the room or pass on any news. All the people serving her were replaced by the prince. Isolated and helpless, she showed a determined expression on her skinny face.

Niuhulu looked around the house where she had lived for so many years. The furnishings inside were mainly made of wood, and there was no trace of porcelain. Yinzhen had long been on guard against her hurting others and herself.

But there is always a way out. Niuhulu held a long and thin nail in her palm, which she had dug out of the chair bit by bit with her hands. It took her several months and even disabled several of her fingers.

Niuhulu took a deep breath, then forcefully inserted the nail into her throat. Blood gushed out instantly, and she slammed hard into the bed, making a dull "bang" sound.

The female guard outside the door felt something was wrong and immediately pushed the door open. What she saw was Niuhulu lying on the ground, covered in blood.

As soon as they saw it, they knew something bad had happened and hurried to report it to the prince.

When Yinzhen came with the doctor, Nianhulu could no longer breathe. She lay on the ground with her hands clasped together, as cold as a corpse.

The court doctor felt Niuhulu's pulse and shook his head: "My Lord, I am incompetent. The princess is beyond cure."

"Let's hold the funeral in secret and don't alarm anyone. Deliver the daily meals as normal, just as if the person is still alive." Yinzhen looked down at this extremely strange man.

He was afraid of her at first, then ignored her, and now pity her. The future that Niuhulu saw might really exist, but it was definitely not the present. The future is constantly changing. She was trapped in the dream and behaved madly, which eventually cost her her life.

It’s better not to have such foresight.

Niuhulu was thrown into a mass grave. The people in the Beile Mansion were not guarding it, so they didn't see it. A few hours later, a man covered in blood was crawling on the ground slowly, holding his neck.

It turned out that there was something strange about Niuhulu. When she was young, she had a serious illness and her soul left her body. She went to an unknown place and met an immortal who gave her an elixir that could prolong her life.

Niuhulu was gambling with her life, and when the nail pierced her blood vessel, she pressed the elixir under her tongue.

She knew that if she had not really died once, Yinzhen would never really let her go free.

Even her family members were unaware of the existence of this elixir, and she had always kept it hidden in the jade pendant sachet she carried with her.

It was indeed an elixir that could bring one back to life after having died once. Niuhulu felt her throat slowly healing and she could even stand up.

After identifying the direction of the capital, Niuhulu wrapped her clothes around her, not caring how scary she looked now, and walked slowly over.

When it was almost dawn, Niuhulu arrived at the city gate. Her strength was exhausted, and it didn't seem out of place for her to mingle with the beggars.

These beggars rested against the city wall. Although the guards at the city gate did not chase them away, they would never let them enter the city gate. Niu Hulu stayed here for three days and thoroughly understood the beggars' behavior patterns.

The reason why there are so many beggars at the city gate is that the imperial court distributes porridge here once a day. Sometimes wealthy families in the capital city will do charity work, and their porridge is much thicker than that distributed by the imperial court.

There is only one way for beggars to enter the city. Every day there are people who lead the way into the capital. As long as they follow them, they will be able to enter.

But they hid secretly under the carriages of these people, and once they were discovered, they would be beaten to death.

Niuhulu acted after careful planning and found the "ride" he wanted to take. While they were checking the pass, he relied on his amazing willpower to lie on the passing wheel tracks, narrowly avoided the inspection, and successfully entered the city.

While everyone was not paying attention, he rolled to the ground and disappeared into the crowd in a few steps.

Niuhulu is a little conflicted now. She should go home and ask her father for help, but the prince's spies are most likely still keeping an eye on her.

Fortunately, although their family was not rich, they still had several shops to support themselves, one of which sold jade.

Business is rather bleak because there is a lack of good sources of goods and the dignitaries do not like inferior products.

But Niu Hulu Lingzhu liked the shop's treasure, a piece of topaz.

Topaz is not considered valuable in itself, but this piece of jade has a natural dragon-like pattern. After Ling Zhu observed it repeatedly, he named it "Jiaolong".

He couldn't bear to see the beautiful jade covered in dust, so he put it in the store. He hoped that someone would discover this beautiful jade, but he was also afraid that someone would actually buy it.

Therefore, Ling Zhu would go to the store to take a look every now and then, and it has become a habit over the years.

Niu Hulu waited outside the store for four days and finally saw the familiar figure.

She rushed to Ling Zhu in one step: "Father, it's me."

Ling Zhu was startled. He saw a beggar-like man with a look of disgust. Then he heard him call himself Ama and looked at him carefully.

Suddenly, Ling Zhu's eyes widened, he hesitated: "Daya?"

For the first time, Niuhulu felt that the name Daya was so intimate, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I am Daya, Ama, and I am still alive."

Ling Zhu took a step back, closed his eyes and opened them again: "Aren't you in the Beile Mansion? What happened?"

"Father, can you please talk to me for a moment?" When Nianhulu heard Yinzhen's name, her face showed hatred.

Ling Zhu understood and took the little beggar into the jade shop, into the private room and closed the door.

Niuhulu took a big gulp of water and said, "Father, do you have any steamed buns?"

Ling Zhu had a complicated expression. Although the beggar in front of him had a few bruises on his face, he could still see a familiar face. It was indeed his daughter, who should have been living a life of luxury as a princess in the Prince's Mansion.

Ling Zhu asked the servants to bring a plate of snacks, which Niu Hulu wolfed down.

"Father, I want to go to Yuqing Palace to serve the prince!"