Chapter 103 Wanxi on
On the day when Xiao Yu was executed, the entire Chonghua Palace was surprisingly quiet.
Chang'an sat in the courtyard, picking up the water of the phoenix flower and preparing to dye his nails, and suddenly heard a sound at the corner gate.
She subconsciously looked out, and for a moment, she actually wanted to see Chu Luo. After only a moment of thinking, she smiled self-deprecatingly.
He is the emperor. If he really wants to see her, how could he enter and exit through the corner gate?
Sure enough, the person who came in was a guard who had never been masked in Chang'an.
She frowned slightly, "Who are you?"
The guard bowed and said respectfully, "Weichen is the guard of the cold palace. It was Jiang who insisted on seeing the imperial concubine. He had no choice but to come and inform him."
Chang'an's eyes lowered, and he glanced at a precious ring between his fingers. Then he realized it and said clearly, "Since Jiang wants to see this palace, then I will go there."
Just as Chang'an was about to get up, Wanxiang suddenly walked up from the side and said hesitantly, "Master, can you take me with you?"
Chang'an was stunned when she heard this. She thought that Wanxiang had just met Xiao Yu yesterday and would definitely not be in the mood to care about these things anymore, but at this time she actually happily asked to go there. There was no reason for Chang'an to be inaccurate, so she nodded and said, "Then let's go together."
After leaving the gate of Chonghua Palace, the burning sun shone on Chang'an's face, and she felt a hint of warmth.
How long has it been since she left Chonghua Palace? It has been about half a year. Even in the past two years when she was free to move, she went out very few times. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh slightly, no longer worrying, and went to the cold palace.
The three villas on the northernmost side of the palace are places where Chang'an has been to. At this time, Chang'an suddenly remembered the Leng Que Palace that he had been to before a few years, and it was also such a desolate scene. Thinking of Leng Que Palace, Chang'an suddenly remembered Chu Ying who was with him at that time, but it was a long time ago.
While thinking, a clear female voice suddenly sounded inside, interrupting Chang'an's thoughts.
"Is it the Imperial Concubine here?"
Chang'an was stunned. The voice was completely different from when she saw Jiang Wanran a few years ago. The female voice was dry and low, and it was not as gentle and charming as Jiang Wanran back then.
She walked forward and replied loudly, "It's me."
But there was only a sound inside but no one was seen. After walking in Chang'an for a while, Jiang Wanran was not found.
Just as she was thinking, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the wall, "Is the Imperial Concubine looking for me?"
Chang'an looked in the voice, and when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but stagger and took two steps back.
Jiang Wanran sat in the corner of the wall with her hair disheveled in front of her. Her hair scattered in front of her was dry like dry grass, her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were black, and her skin was exposed was covered with scars, and she had already lost the infinite scenery of Jiang Zhaoyuan back then.
Chang'an was shocked and took a few steps back until he walked to the guard and whispered, "How many days have she been locked here?"
"If you go back to the Imperial Concubine, today is the fourth day."
It's only four days.
In just four days, Jiang Wanran has been tortured to what she is now.
Thinking about it carefully, today is the day when Xiao Yu was executed. Thinking of this, Chang'an's heart suddenly became shaking.
She understood that what really defeated Jiang Wanran was not the arduous environment in the cold palace, but the news of Xiao Yu's death.
She must have known about Lingchi today.
Chang'an looked deeply and asked in an indifferent and distant tone, "How did you know that this palace can leave Chonghua Palace and come out to see you?"
Jiang Wanran sneered coldly and said disdainfully, "If the emperor knows my personal relationship, he will definitely be kind to you. As long as I think of a way, I will definitely see you."
When Chang'an heard this, his heart was slightly chilled.
Yes, since Chu Luo has punished the person who framed her back then, he still refused to open the gate of Chonghua Palace, and even did not even see her. It is really disappointing that the couple, who had been so thirteen years, had reached such a state.
Thinking of this, Chang'an's eyes swept gently on Jiang Wanran's body, endured the emotions in his heart, and suddenly said, "You took out all the most precious things. It can be seen that you must say some words."
Wanran suddenly smiled, raised her head and looked straight at Chang'an and said, "Chen Chang'an, you must hate me very much."
Chang'an looked down at her with a smile, looking down at her, "If you hadn't betrayed me, I wouldn't have reached this point today."
After saying that, Chang'an raised his face, still with a hint of compassion in his eyes, "But, Jiang Wanran, I would never have thought that you betrayed me. I have always treated you like my biological sister, but I didn't expect that the person who harmed me the most in the end was not Zhong Yuxiu or the queen, but it was you."
Wanran's eyes closed and she held back the tears in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said sadly, "No matter whether it is the queen or Zhong Shufei, they can't defeat you. The emperor has the deepest feelings for you. No matter what they do, they can't harm you to such an extent. Only affair, only this crime can make you unable to turn over." At the end, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed across her face, and her eyes suddenly became cold, "But why, even if you are guilty of this crime, you are just imprisoned in the Chonghua Palace, and I have fallen to this point."
"Because the charges of this palace are false, you deliberately framed them." Chang'an looked at her coldly, and a wave of his eyes flashed across her cheek, with deep determination and ruthlessness, "You know clearly that nothing happened between me and King Jiangling."
Wanran suddenly sneered, "It doesn't matter if it has happened. What's important is that the emperor wrote it."
Jiang Wanran said this without any mercy. Chang'an was furious. What she hated the most was that others suddenly uncovered her scars in front of her without leaving any room for anything. The only hatred in her life was that Chu Luo broke her trust in her. Such cold and resoluteness was the one she had never seen Chu Luo before.
Chu Luo did not listen to her explanation, but just listened to Jiang Wanran's one-sided statement and concluded that she had committed a crime of affair. Even if he later repents and returns to her, she will never forget his cruel side.
Chang'an walked forward and pinched Jiang Wanran's jaw. Her voice was extremely low, which was only enough for the two of them to hear clearly. "Jiang Wanran, you don't want to really kill me. You made a false affair, but there is one thing you never mentioned to the emperor."
Wanran's expression was a little distorted. She smiled coldly, but she still forced herself to say, "I forgot that you killed Song Yanji and the third prince."
Chang'an's face was cold and the corners of his mouth were raised, "Once you mention this matter to the emperor, I will definitely end up with your current situation."
Before he finished speaking, pain suddenly erupted in Chang'an's heart.
If Chu Luo knew that Song Yanji was killed by her, would he really want her to die?
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. It was just a bone-like pain.
Thinking of this, Chang'an's hand suddenly relaxed, Wanran broke away from her hand and turned her face away, "Yes, I don't want you to die. Because I have not forgotten your kindness. When I was alone and helpless, you were by my side."
In an instant, Wanran's sentence suddenly evoked the only little warmth deep in Chang'an's heart. Speaking of hatred, who should hate whom? Jiang Wanran is also such a pitiful person.
For the past ten years, they have been working together. During the countless nights that Chu Luo was neglected, Jiang Wanran has been by her side and has never left. She regards Wanran as a sister, just like Changxuan and Changle. It is also the most painful thing to be betrayed by the person closest to her.
When Jiang Wanran reached this situation, it was never caused by her sinking Chang'an. But looking at her now, Chang'an remembered the first time she saw her in Chuntangyuan.
Only Jiang Wanran is such a gentle and elegant woman.
And from now on, she is the only one who can recite poems, play chess and paint.
"Wanran." Chang'an called her softly, just like countless days and nights, but after just calling this, she had nothing to say.
After a long silence, she suddenly heard Jiang Wanran let out a long sigh and slowly spoke.
"Chen Chang'an, you are much luckier than me." Wanran's eyes were blurred with tears, but a light suddenly flashed in her eyes, "No matter what you did, the emperor loves you so much. I once wanted to accept my fate, so I became a favorite concubine, stay by the emperor's side, but for the rest of my life. But after dreaming at midnight, I heard the emperor call your name in my dream, and I knew that I would never do it."
Tears gradually overflowed, blurring the gaze in front of Jiang Wanran, "Just like the gap we have now, no matter how good you are, you are all noble concubines, and I, Jiang Wanran, are just a role around you like a maid. What I pray for is not glory, wealth, nor high power, but my status can only be dependent on you. Without you, no one will remember me again..."
Chang'an's expression tightened and his eyebrows were deeply frowned, "But I have never thought so before."
"You haven't thought about it. But others have always felt that way. We are all the emperor's abandoned concubines, but you can still enjoy the glory of the imperial concubine and live in the Chonghua Palace, but I can only end up as an abandoned concubine in the cold palace."
Chang'an lowered his eyes lightly, "You have become like this, no wonder I am."
Wanran suddenly laughed. She laughed fiercely, and her whole body was trembling. She leaned against the wall tightly and barely stood up and said, "Chen Chang'an, I'm sorry for you. So I don't blame anyone. If I say I want to blame, I can only blame me for not being born in the Jiang family and not being a concubine's daughter. I blame this fateful accident that made me enter the palace for my sister. Now my Xiao Yu is dead, and my child is gone. I have no worries in this world."
Chang'an heard her decisive words and immediately raised his eyebrows, "If you seek a short opinion, you will also implicate your family."
"Family?" Wanran murmured helplessly with a crying voice, "My mother is gone long ago, and my father has long stopped treating me as his daughter. If I implicate them, it will be their retribution. They have caused me to this point today. They deserve it."
Chapter completed!