She believed that she had never wronged anyone in her life, but Lou Qingrou was the only one who made her feel indebted and sorry.
Obviously, she was already dead.
She could rely on her father to make a name for herself in this harem. Why did she have to sacrifice everything for a dead person, planning and scheming, using all kinds of methods and thoughts?
What did she get in return?
The dead Gu Yueqin would not come back to life, and the friendship between them had already ended with her death.
Hua Yang Palace
"Niang niang, as far as this servant knows, Wu Zhaoyi did not publicize the incident last night, but ran to the Imperial Concubine's palace and has not returned until now."
At this moment, in Hua Yang Palace.
Lou Hui looked at the young girl in the bath. Her skin was whiter than snow, but there was no color of blood, and her skin was as white as paper.
The pale and cold face did not have the sweet smile of the previous Empress, and even the aura around her was cold and lifeless. This kind of cold aura was like a dead person.
Every time she saw Niang niang like this, she could not help but want to cry. She had been by Niang niang's side for so many years, and since she could remember, Niang niang was such a cheerful person, as if she did not know the feeling of loneliness. But now, she was like an empty shell without a soul, and no matter what she did, she was like a puppet, tortured by others.
Looking at her white body, there were densely packed marks everywhere. Every time after they finished, she would soak here for a day and a night. The water in the bath had become cold, but she did not allow her to change the hot water. She kept soaking like this, until her body was swollen, until she cruelly wiped away those ambiguous and disgusting marks, causing them to bleed.
She knelt in front of her, and finally could not help but burst into tears: "Niang niang, this servant begs you, don't torment me like this anymore, the previous Empress is already dead, if the previous Empress' spirit in heaven sees you like this, she will definitely not die in peace, Niang niang!"
"Niang niang, why are you doing this …"
There were so many people, all strange shapes and ugly faces, no matter what kind of men, as long as they could bring her benefits, she would accept them all.
Lou Hui shed tears, wanting to put a piece of clothing on her body.
However, the woman in the bath did not seem to notice. Her entire body was immersed in the water, and her eyes were gazing into the distance. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Hui 'er, are you tired?"
"This servant isn't tired. This servant just feels tired seeing Your Highness like this. "If you're tired, you can leave the palace. I'll let them bring you out of the palace and give you a sum of money. From now on, don't ever come back, okay?"
"Her Highness …"
Qiao Hui looked at her in disbelief: "Niang niang, are you going to kick me out of the palace?"
Lou Qingrou finally looked at her and smiled weakly: "I have my own plans, you are innocent. Hui 'er, you have suffered so much with me, you should go. After you leave the palace, find a man who will treat you well. From now on, you can live your own life, you don't need to accompany me anymore."
"No … No … Your Highness, don't chase this servant away, don't chase this servant away, this servant won't go … sob sob, Your Highness, this servant won't go, even if this servant dies, this servant will stay with Your Highness forever … This servant doesn't want to leave Your Highness … This servant doesn't want to marry …"
Two lines of clear tears slid down Lou Qingrou's pale face: "Compared to Qin 'er, this little grievance of mine is nothing."
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