The night was dark, and the rainy palace was filled with the fragrance of earth, as if all the dirt had been washed away.
Shiqing and Jiazi still concealed themselves from others and headed towards Leng Palace from the alley.
The cold palace was still full of miserable sounds, and the air was still turbid, but the noise was less.
"Why is the noise so quiet today?" Shi Qing couldn't help but asked casually.
"My Lady, I heard that recently the eunuch personally beat to death an unconscious useless concubine in front of many concubines who were carrying concubines. Except for the concubine who was really crazy, those who were pretending to be crazy didn't dare to scream, so
It’s just a little quieter.”
"So that's it." Shi Qing nodded silently, thinking that these concubines were really pitiful. Those slaves used to work like cows and horses, but now she was beaten to death by a slave.
Sighing softly, Shiqing hurried towards Feng Yuan's house.
"Sister." At this time, the relationship between Feng Yuan and Shi Qing has improved a lot. Now Feng Yuan greets Shi Qing with a smile.
"I heard that Concubine Rong's father died?" Feng Yuan asked with a smile with a hint of schadenfreude hidden in her eyes.
Shiqing nodded and looked at Jiazi slightly. Jiazi must have spilled the beans, and Jiazi looked away in fear.
"Sister, after a while the emperor feels better, I will think of some ways to take the emperor for a walk outside Laoleng Palace. Then I will bribe the eunuch here and let you out, and I will ask Jiazi to send you clothes.
Come, remember, be sure to dress modestly and not be extravagant, this is your only chance."
Shiqing said seriously and signaled Jiazi to put down the food box.
The person who was smiling at first heard Shi Qing's words and immediately knelt down in emotion.
Shiqing didn't care whether those tears were crocodile tears or not, Shiqing just looked at them indifferently, turned around and wanted to leave.
But before he could even take a step forward, he was stopped by Feng Yuan from behind.
"Sister, how come you have this phoenix blood pearl jade ring?" With eyes full of surprise, Feng Yuan hurriedly knelt over, held Shi Qing's hand, and looked at it carefully.
Yes, even if she is dead, she still recognizes that this is the Phoenix Blood Pearl.
"What's wrong?" Shiqing asked suspiciously, raising her hand.
"Isn't this in the hands of Concubine Rong? Since the death of the late Queen, the Emperor has rewarded her because she is the Queen's biological sister!"
He seemed to be speaking through gritted teeth, which surprised both Shiqing and Jiazi.
They do know that this Ming Dynasty currently has no queen in the middle palace. Except for the Imperial Concubine and the Rong Concubine, who are in charge of the Sixth Palace, they all act as agents of the Queen's power, and there is nothing else.
It turns out there is some truth behind it.
Usually the first woman a king marries will be regarded as the one he will stay with for the rest of his life, and is the real wife.
"Don't you know that this is a relic of the late emperor, one for each of the emperor and Princess Qinglei? Take a closer look." Shi Qing said.
Feng Yuan took a closer look and couldn't help but sneer.
"It's indeed different. After all, the emperor only has Yu Yuyan in his heart."
Feng Yuan's words have been echoing in the empty cold palace, and they are also deeply imprinted in Shi Qing's heart.
At that time, Shiqing felt like her head was pounding, her feet were almost unsteady, and she was about to fall.
Fortunately, Jiazi was there to help me, so I didn't make a fool of myself.
When she returned to Qin Xuezhai, Shi Qing still recalled Feng Yuan's last words in her mind, which was very desolate.
"Did you know? We are all just Yu Yuyan's substitutes. Haha."
There was a cruel smile on Feng Yuan's miserable face, and she also pushed Shi Qing into the abyss. Ming Qingyue's drunken words a few days ago made her half open her heart.
But why did she let her know such a cruel reality when she was about to completely accept this man, even if she didn't care if she was one of his millions of women?
It hurts, a heartbreaking pain. [Seventh update, thank you for the reward from the flower girl, one.]