In midsummer, the cold palace is still gloomy.
The shabby eaves, the mottled walls, and the lush and messy vegetation are so desolate that even the birds will not settle down.
Step on the mossy-grass stone bricks, through the overlapping palace rooms, until you reach the deepest point, which is the most dilapidated room in the entire cold palace.
It can't be called a room anymore, after all, the roof is gone, and there are only dilapidated walls on all sides. The lime on the wall has already peeled off, and weeds have grown out of the masonry.
In the darkest corner, a woman with dirty hair and invisible face was sitting on the ground with her knees leaning against the wall.
The woman is very thin, as thin as a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin, and looks lifeless.
An equally thin court lady in a dirty and invisible palace dress came up, squatted in front of the woman sitting on the ground, and whispered: "Miss, drink some porridge. You have not eaten for three days. Up."
The maid of the court held a bowl with broken corners in her hands. The food in the bowl was not so much porridge as water, no, it was more muddy than water.
The woman sitting on the ground didn't seem to hear her, and she didn't move.
The maid sniffed her nose, wanted to cry, but tried her best to hold her back, "Miss, don't ruin your body like this. If you and your wife are alive in the sky, how sad would it be to know that you hurt yourself like this?"
The woman finally moved, her voice hoarse: "Daddy, Aniang should hate me, if it weren't for my shameless girl, Xie's family wouldn't have been hacked."
"Miss... The adults and the madam will not blame you, after all, you are their daughter..." the little palace lady said with a cry.
The woman's tears finally fell, smashing on the dusty floor tiles under her feet, leaving puddles.
"Daddy, Mother, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong..." The woman cried out of breath, and said only a few words over and over again.
A pair of delicately embroidered gold thread and jade beaded shoes suddenly appeared in front of the woman.
The woman raised her head and her teary eyes were dim. Although she was skinny, she was still beautiful, with nice eyebrows, and a pair of apricot eyes, as if she could talk, because she had just cried, her nose was red, and she looked very affectionate. .
The woman raised her head and looked at the incoming person, who was standing against the light, jeweled, contrasting with the woman.
Like a fairy concubine from the sky.
"Is it you?" The woman leaned on the wall and slowly stood up.
The visitor is a graceful young beauty, dressed in a scarlet skirt, although the limbs are still slender, but the slightly protruding belly can't hide it.
The woman's eyes fell on her lower abdomen from her proud face, and the woman's face became paler and paler, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Her court lady hurriedly put the bowl in her hand on the ground and stepped forward to support the woman.
"Shen Miaohua, my child is gone, why is your child alive?" The woman is extremely weak, but she is suddenly full of strength. She looks at the beauty, if it weren't for the palace maid to stop her, she would have rushed over. She pinched the beauty's neck fiercely.
The beauty who was called Shen Miaohua just smiled lightly.
"Xie Yunqing, at this moment, are you still unwilling to recognize reality?" Shen Miaohua raised her red lips and smiled charmingly, "Your child, heh, shouldn't have been in this world. Tell you the truth, your child Your Majesty acquiesced to me killing, you should know the reason." Shen Miaohua's eyes flowed, her tone was melodious and tactful, but the viciousness in it made people shudder.
Xie Yunqing closed his eyes, "He knows clearly that the Xie family has always been loyal to the imperial family, and it is impossible for my father to have a conspiracy. Why does he refuse to believe in the Xie family? Duan'er is his eldest son again. He can even do it with his own son, so he can really bear it?"
Shen Miaohua seemed to be irritated by the three words "the eldest son", the smile on his face narrowed slightly, and then a more coquettish smile bloomed on his face, "Without a son, there will be more in the future. I am here. I want to tell you that the emperor has decided to canonize me as queen, and the canonization ceremony will be next month. Unfortunately, my good sister, you have no chance to come to my canonization in person."
After Shen Miaohua finished speaking, he smiled triumphantly.
Xie Yunqing looked at her coldly, his eyes quenched like ice, "Shen Miaohua, I really regret why I knew you at the beginning and regarded you as a heart-to-heart friend, a wolf-hearted thing." Xie Yunqing became more excited, and felt already after saying these words. Can't breathe.
She thought of the Xie’s house, where the blood was flowing, thought of the white sideburns of her father and mother, thought of the brothers who had been protecting her and petting her, thought of her smart son, and finally, a bright yellow appeared in her mind.
Shadow.
When the person looked at her, his eyes were always cold without a trace of temperature. Even so, she was still infatuated with him stupidly, willingly vying for power for him and helping him sit on the supreme throne. After he ascended the throne, he won over the rich and powerful and took care of the harem.
She worked tirelessly for him, just hoping to be touched or appreciated by him.
However, all the warmth of that person seemed to be left to Shen Miaohua.
Xie Yunqing's heart was trembling all the time, she seemed to be very cold, and she was trembling with the cold.
She lifted her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks, and gently broke away from the hand of the maid Qingluo, looking at Shen Miaohua, and said word by word: "Then what are you doing here again, watching my jokes? Don't be afraid of this gloomy The ominous place hurts the emperor heir in your womb?"
Shen Miaohua helped the Fengchai who was supporting her in the bun, and said with some contentment: "You have said that the heir in my womb is the royal heir, and the blood of the royal family, protected by the dragon vein, can easily be hurt? But Xie Yunqing, you said By the way, I'm here to watch your jokes. I want to see what you are now like the eldest lady of the National Palace, who was once the proud girl of heaven, and the queen of one dynasty."
"I'm not dead yet, did I disappoint you?"
"No," Shen Miaohua said: "Death is too cheap for you, Xie Yunqing, do you know how jealous of you I am? You were born the jewel in the palm of your parents, but I, my biological mother died young and suffered from the pain of my stepmother. When you look carefree, I can’t wait to tear your face and let you experience my pain."
She murmured, as if she was talking about something irrelevant to her, but the tears fell drop by drop and wet the skirt of her clothes.
Shen Miaohua took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, and continued: "Fortunately, everything is over. I will be the Queen of the Palace soon. No one dares to be disrespectful to me. All those who have bullied me will be afraid in the future. ."
"Really?" Xie Yunqing whispered, her hair covered her face, no one noticed, she raised her lips and smiled weirdly, "Shen Miaohua, I have never been sorry for you. This time, you are also to blame..."
Before Shen Miaohua made any response, she was overthrown by Xie Yunqing. She stretched out her hand to push Xie Yunqing away, but Xie Yunqing was like crazy at the moment, with surprising strength.
Xie Yunqing pinched her neck tightly and bit her face hard...
(End of this chapter)