After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Chapter 73 Extra - Qin Baozhu 5

Life in the palace was very different from what I imagined.

When I was a child, I occasionally heard girls talking about the lives of the ladies in the palace. They said that the ladies lived in gold houses, wore fine clothes, and could buy our entire store with just one step on their head. They traveled around with countless servants on weekdays.

In fact it doesn't.

The houses in the palace are also made of wood, but more refined and elegant. They also wear ordinary clothes on weekdays. As for the servants, the only ones I see every day are my youthful aunt and two or three familiar maids, but there are none when traveling.

If I must say it, it's like a prison cell with better conditions.

As for the emperor, it was quite different from what the girls said about "the three palaces and six courtyards hugging several girls at night".

The emperor spent every day besides going to court and reading, which was very boring.

It can be seen that the emperor's situation is not very good. Both the former dynasty and the harem are full of crises.

She didn't even dare to let me leave Yichun Palace.

I could sense the Emperor's hesitation.

She felt that she was not worthy of being the emperor and could not be the emperor well.

But in my eyes, she is the best emperor, a good emperor who can speak for us common people.

I am very glad to have followed her into the palace.

God gave me a chance to accompany her and guard her. Perhaps, this is also the mission God has given me.

His Majesty stayed at my place night after night, and soon rumors began to spread in the palace.

Although Aunt Fanghua stopped the servant from gossiping, I still heard a few things.

They said that I was an evil concubine with unknown origins, and that I had confused His Majesty.

The way the palace people looked at me gradually changed, from initial curiosity to envy and jealousy, just like the way the girls in the brothel looked at the courtesan Butterfly.

I couldn't help but feel a little funny, and also a little secretly happy.

The emperor is indeed very kind to me.

I was even thinking about how the young master would feel if he heard that the little emperor he liked was doting on me alone in the harem.

Somewhat unimaginable.

I once heard Uncle Hu say that the Young Master served in the Taiqing Pavilion and was the official who advised impeachment and advised the emperor to behave properly. Presumably, he would also advise the emperor to stay away from me, a "witch concubine".

Who could have imagined that one day my young master and I would become such love rivals?

I feel sorry for the young master's family. Because I feel that the young master's family may only have unrequited love for His Majesty.

Your Majesty has never mentioned the name of the Young Master’s family in front of me.

I have carefully observed that the name mentioned most often by Your Majesty is Gu Shihai.

I think what she thinks about every day is Gu Shihai.

When I first entered the palace, I was worried that one day I might accidentally spill the beans and reveal His Majesty's identity as a woman. But later, I found that my worries were completely unfounded.

From head to toe, there is no trace of femininity in His Majesty's movements.

So much so that I began to wonder if Shaodong really liked men.

It wasn't until the Supervisor of Clothing delivered His Majesty the dress for the engagement of the Emperor and the Empress. When I looked at the bright red wedding dress, I suddenly remembered that Your Majesty is a girl.

Girls from ordinary families, at this age, should be washing, sewing, cooking and making clothes for their husbands or sweethearts.

Even when I was sixteen years old, I spent my time secretly thinking about my young master’s family and my shame.

But His Majesty's sixteen years were spent in a battle of wits and courage with these old men who were full of evil intentions. What she always looked at was the forty-seven-year-old Gu Shihai; what she always thought about in her heart was the six-year-old Gu Shihai.

The twelve-year-old Wang Jijiu. What she is wearing is the dignity of the royal family; what she is carrying on her shoulders is the common people of the country. She cannot be picky about her meals because she is worried about being poisoned. She dares not lose sleep at night because she must be energetic the next morning.

Go up to the table plumply.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and there is not a single day where I can take a break and take a breath.

I suddenly felt sorry for her.

It is ridiculous to say that I, a commoner woman, would actually feel sorry for the emperor and dare to feel sorry for him.

But when I saw her working diligently on court affairs every day, and arranging the power in her hands with all her heart, I felt that this throne was not a shackle, and she would be imprisoned in it for the rest of her life, as "Ye Qinghuai".

Go down.

I didn't dare to ask her if she ever regretted it, if she ever hated it. I didn't dare to discourage her or hold her back.

So I chose a gentle question and asked her if she had a man she liked.

His Majesty did not answer me directly, but replied: "What's the use of liking? Liking is the most useless thing."

The sense of powerlessness in the words makes people despair.

I suddenly wanted to do something for her.

But I am just a "witch concubine" and there is not much I can do.

What I can do is probably make her a few more braised beef meals.

March 14th was the day Lin Yuxiu and the others arranged to play the Dengwen drum.

Your Majesty got up very early, and I know she was thinking about this matter.

I watched her go out all the way. She didn't look back when she left, her back was determined, as if she was going to the battlefield.

I looked at her back and had a bad feeling.

Soon, this hunch came true.

While I was roasting meat in the kitchen, there suddenly became a noise in the yard.

I came out of the door and saw that the courtyard was full of Imperial Guards wearing armor and swords, and my young aunt was arguing with them.

"Mr. Lan, your majesty asked me to come and get the jade seal." When he saw me, the imperial guard saluted, and his tone of voice was as cold as his face.

They looked unfamiliar, and I felt that the matter was not simple, so I asked to see His Majesty's handwriting.

Actually I don't know where the jade seal is.

I just want to know if they are His Majesty's enemies.

The other party couldn't produce the handwriting, so they directly ordered the palace to be searched.

I knew these people came with bad intentions.

"Yichun Palace is where His Majesty stayed. Which of you dares to search?" I stopped them from moving.

But there were too many people on the other side, and I couldn't stop them all.

After a while, they ransacked the palace.

After searching each house, everyone shook their heads at the leader.

The team leader frowned, looked me up and down, and said, "Lan Gui has a private collection of jade seals, so I'm afraid we'll have to ask you to come with us."

Just as I was about to speak, two imperial soldiers escorted me to the left and right and walked out of the palace.

Aunt Fanghua and the maids in the palace were shouting and slapping them, but they were just trying to use their arms as a chariot.

I was dragged and taken away.

"I am a noble person personally conferred by the emperor. How dare you hold this noble person hostage?" I protested loudly, hoping someone could hear me.

But the entire harem was empty, with no one around.

"Gag her mouth, don't let her bite her tongue and kill herself."

After the leader's instructions, a piece of cloth was stuffed into my mouth.

I could no longer make a sound and was escorted all the way to a small door.

I raised my head and saw three big characters written on the plaque——

Department of Caution and Punishment.

(End of chapter)