Investiture of the Gods.
Who knew..,
Just when the two women of the Su family were in the limelight..,
Su Daji would be locked up by King Zhou's decree.
This good Ying Xiang Palace was clearly the imperial concubine's bedroom..,
Now it had become the 'cold palace' that imprisoned Su Daji.
The imperial concubines in the imperial harem..,
Liked to watch the show the most, and were most willing to hit someone when they were down.
Daji was imprisoned here,
She was not allowed to go out, but others could come to visit. Therefore, those imperial concubines took turns to humiliate and torture,
And intimidate her.
Poor Su Daji..,
When she was in Jizhou, she was the Marquis of Jizhou, Su Hu,
The pearl of Su Tianwang's palm. She had been pampered and spoiled since she was young, and her nature was simple,
She did not know the affairs of the world,
When had she ever suffered such grievances.
Fortunately, her father had restricted her from going out since she was young. In this corner of the Ying Chun Palace,
She was able to stay,
Even though she was lonely, she had never had any bad thoughts,
Until..
Her Little Geek..,
The only Little Geek that accompanied her was because she fell in the courtyard,
It was unconscious..,
In order to save it, Yang Guifei sent someone to kill it. Not only that, she even cooked it into a pot of dog meat and served it to her personally.
A moment of carelessness had hurt someone's life. In the end, it had caused her to fall into a place of eternal damnation. From then on, not only could she not control her own life, even her body was no longer hers.
No... perhaps it wasn't her who killed someone back then, but someone else in the dark.
Siyang came at the right time. Little Geek, who was by Daji's side, had not been cooked to death because it could not wake her up and ran to find someone to save her.
"Woof woof..." Little Geek, who was in Siyang's arms, licked her hand. When it realized that its master, who was deep in thought, was ignoring it, it barked at her.
"What's wrong? Are you hungry? "Siyang looked at it with a smile.
The people in the palace all flattered the powerful and trampled on the weak. As an imperial concubine who had fallen out of favor, all of her expenses had been reduced and even deducted.
No wonder Yin Shang was destroyed. Su Daji was despised by King Zhou, but her father was still a vassal king. If she was tortured to death in the palace, Su Hu would not feel good. Moreover, in order to get the two women into the palace, he had sent troops to fight. King Zhou did not pay much attention to this. Even if there were no saints to manipulate these chess pieces, Yin Shang would not have lasted long.
"Alright, I'll go find you something to eat."
There was no point in thinking about it now. Siyang decided to get through the current crisis first before thinking about his next arrangement.
Carrying Little Geek in his arms, he got up and walked out. He had to find something to eat first.
"Consort Su, you can't leave Ying Chun Palace." As expected, not only was the door locked, it was also guarded by eunuchs.
Siyang patted Little Geek comfortingly. She looked at the two people outside through the open side door: "The king ordered me not to take a single step out of Ying Xiang Palace. He didn't say that I would starve to death inside."
The sky was already dark and it was long past dinner time, but no one came to deliver food. It seemed like someone wanted her to suffer.
Under Siyang's cold gaze, the two eunuchs looked at each other awkwardly. But when they thought of Siyang's current status, they felt more confident: "You're a guilty concubine. There's no place for you to twist words and force logic. Dinner is long past and there's no food in the kitchen. We'll have to trouble Imperial Concubine to endure tonight."
In truth, if Siyang wanted to, she could grab the broken lock on the door and throw it at their faces. But she couldn't do that now. She couldn't act rashly.
"Guilty concubine?" With a cold laugh, Siyang pointed at her chest. She raised her head and coldly said: "This concubine is the daughter of Ji Province's Marquis Su Tianwang. With the honor of a princess, I was ordered to enter the palace to serve the emperor. Even though I didn't win the king's favor and was confined here, the king didn't punish me. This concubine still has the title of Imperial Concubine. Are you trying to offend your superior?"
"Don't forget, this concubine's father is still alive. My twin sister from the same mother is still serving the king in the palace."
Her words left the two eunuchs speechless. After all, they were only lowly eunuchs. They couldn't afford to offend even slightly powerful nobles. Thinking of what she said just now, they felt even more guilty.
"Consort Su is right. You servants dare to mistreat Imperial Concubine." Suddenly, a person spoke in a clear voice. Then, a young man dressed in white appeared in Siyang's line of sight.
As soon as he appeared, he rushed in front of the two eunuchs and pointed at their noses to lecture them.
— — —
Red bricks and glazed tiles, a magnificent palace hall.
The large doors creaked open. The light from outside shone in, reflecting a thin and weak figure on the floor.
With another knock, the door of the hall was closed again.
The footsteps were very light, but they carried a trace of urgency.
When Siyang woke up, she was faced with a room full of darkness. The doors and windows were all tightly blocked. It was so airtight that the room was filled with the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine.
It seemed that this concubine was seriously ill.
With that thought in mind, Si Yang didn't move around. She tried her best to adjust her breathing and stabilize her heart. When she first merged with this body, the pain all over her body came crashing down on her senses. Just now, when she moved a little, her body couldn't bear it.
This concubine was probably beyond cure.
At this moment, someone entered the bedchamber. When Siyang heard the noise, she closed her eyes and pretended not to notice.
"Concubine?" The person came in front of the bed and called out softly. It was a woman.
Seeing that the person lying on the bed didn't respond, the woman called out again. This time, her voice was louder.
"Concubine, are you awake? It's time to take your medicine. " Seeing that the person on the bed didn't move, the woman seemed to be anxious. She went forward to take a look.
"Oh …" Siyang pretended to have just woken up. She opened her eyes in a daze.
A woman dressed as a maid stood in front of the bed. She held a tray in her hands. That was the medicine she spoke of.
When she closed her eyes to rest, Siyang received all the information she needed to know. At the same time, this included the memories of the concubine. Now, everything here was left to her to deal with.
"Concubine, you're finally awake." The woman was very happy. Her voice sounded like she was relieved.
She gently opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She frowned and calmed down for a while before continuing.
"Cui … Cui 'er." Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.
"Concubine, drink the medicine first. The imperial physician said that this medicine can't be stopped. This way, your illness will be cured after you finish drinking the medicine." As she spoke, the maid called Cui 'er put down the tray. She held the bowl of medicine and wanted to feed Siyang the medicine.
Siyang frowned again. She turned her head and blocked the medicine. Her entire body was sore and weak. She couldn't use any strength. She could only use this method to express her refusal.
"This, concubine?" Cui 'er was puzzled.
After a while, Siyang got used to the light in the bedchamber. She could clearly see Cui 'er's appearance. Her appearance was delicate and pretty. Her complexion was yellow, as if she was malnourished. At this moment, she was looking at her with worried eyes.
"Pour this medicine away." The original sovereign might not know, but how could Siyang, who came for her, not know? She faintly stared at the bowl of medicine. What kind of medicine is this? It can't be stopped.
Of course, it can't be stopped. Bowls and bowls are talismans that will hasten one's death.
"What?"
Cui 'er isn't young anymore. She met the original sovereign in her time of need. The relationship between master and servant is deep. Although she's timid, she's kind-hearted. She's not like a certain person who's fickle and heartless.
Seeing that she didn't move, Siyang didn't waste any more words. She pointed at a flowering tree in the corner and said in a hoarse voice, "If you still want me to live, then pour the medicine away."
"Concubine, is there a problem with this medicine?" Cui 'er wasn't stupid. Her heart tightened and she felt that the hand holding the bowl of medicine was particularly cold and trembling.
In response, Siyang just closed her eyes and looked like she was silently agreeing.
Seeing this, after thinking for a while, Cui 'er gritted her teeth and immediately walked to the flowering tree with the bowl of medicine. She poured all of the medicine into the flowering pot. As she did this, her hands were trembling and her heart was colder than ice.
Cui 'er had followed her master for more than ten years and supported each other until today. She had always believed her master's words from the bottom of her heart.
After returning, Cui 'er put down the bowl of medicine and sat in front of the bed. She wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to start.
Siyang saw Cui 'er's struggle, but she didn't have any intention of explaining. Some things weren't suitable to be said too clearly. It was better to let Cui' er fill in the blanks with her own imagination.
"Go get me something to eat."
"Concubine finally wants to eat." Cui 'er, who had an ugly expression just now, heard this and her eyes lit up. She nodded repeatedly, "This servant will go get you something to eat."
After Cui 'er left, the bedchamber quieted down again.
"Ha."
After a while, a soft laugh slowly sounded in the hall.
There are thousands of princes and young masters, who beat Xue Pinglang with colored balls. [Excerpt from a Chinese opera]
Eighteen years ago, she fell in love at first sight. She tossed a ball at the brothel to choose a husband. She didn't care about her parents' objections and broke the family bond with three palms. She chose Xue Pinggui, who was poor and had no one to rely on.
Wang Baochuan didn't feel bitter about this.
What was bitter was that her deep feelings were wronged.
After Xue Pinggui got married, he had some ambitions. Perhaps at that time, he was sincerely planning for his and Wang Baochuan's future. However, Xiliang's life was unknown after the battle. When Wang Baochuan heard the news, she washed her face with tears every day. What she didn't expect was that the husband she missed so much had already remarried and become the ruler of a country.
Eighteen years, not one or two years, but a whole eighteen years.
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