C50

One day for the night, the wind for the moon, a smile for a frown, the twilight for Shang.

In just one night, she had gone from the title of "Royal Consort" to become his slave. It was truly laughable.

From the moment she woke up, from the moment her name was Shang, perhaps she was destined to suffer the sorrow of her life.

In front of the dressing table next to the bed, there was a bronze mirror shaped like a sunflower reflecting the reflection of a woman. Her beautiful face was extremely beautiful, but it looked haggard underneath.

The woman's movements were extremely gentle and delicate. Her blurry eyes stared at her pale face in the copper mirror, which was filled with sorrow, slightly moving her eyes as she calmly watched, putting down the wooden glass bead comb in her hand, she picked up a box of rouge, lightly touched her red lips, and then calmly took a sip.

With a bitter laugh, uncontrollable tears moistened her eyelashes and slowly slid down her cheeks.

It was because she felt wronged. It was because she felt wronged that she had to pull herself up. She felt so tired and her heart was in so much pain.

For Luo Family, she had sacrificed too much. She had wanted to do everything she could to protect her family, but Leng Shaoyu, with just a few words, was enough to topple her entire life and shatter all of her dreams.

Only after a long while did she manage to calm her restless mind.

It was probably not early yet, it was just that the outside of the window was still dark. Luo Shang stood up, and the moment she pushed open the door, she saw a man sitting at the seat of honor from afar.

Through the slightly shallow gap between the doors, the lights of the lamps on the tables in the distance that were about to burn out lit up the man's face.

His brows were slightly knit together and he appeared to be more or less sleepy. His eyelashes tightened as a pair of long and narrow enchanting eyes focused on the matter in his hands. A white silk thread with more than half of his dark blue hair tied up was left behind his head, which showed his handsome and flamboyant appearance.

Why was he still here?

Separated by a long distance, Luo Shang's hands were still on the doorknob on both sides of the door, and had not moved for a long time.

"Since you're awake, why are you still standing there?"

It was as if he had a special ability to know her behavior even without looking at her. His voice gave people a different kind of deterrence whenever he spoke, but he had to admit that it more or less revealed his sexiness.

The man on the platform didn't stop what he was doing nor did he look in her direction. It could be that he had overheard the tiny sound of the door opening.

Luo Shang turned around and gently closed the door before walking over to him.

"Come, pour some tea for This King." Leng Shaoyu ordered with his domineering tone.

Even if Luo Shang was extremely unwilling, she had no choice but to do as she was told. She poured a cup of sweet tea and passed it to him. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the paper roll on the table.

Was he copying the scripture?

What she didn't expect was that this man would actually copy it himself. However, it was no wonder. She had already guessed it after looking at the empty and folded paper.

The man's large hand just happened to touch the outside of the carved bamboo and jade teacup, but before he could lift it up, he frowned.

"It's so cold, why don't you go stew another pot?" His tone was not good, as if he couldn't sleep well, causing his heart to be filled with annoyance and anger.

Luo Shang decisively took up the teacup and walked down the stairs. It was not that she didn't know that the man was deliberately tormenting her. The tea was obviously not cold, and he was only doing this to vent her anger on her.

Luo Shang knew that if she did not do it, the fire would burn even more vigorously.

Moreover, she didn't want to stay in front of this man for even a minute. If she could make some tea, it would be good for her to temporarily leave his line of sight.

"This King will only give you ten minutes."

As if he had noticed her thoughts, Leng Shaoyu stared coldly into her eyes.

"Ten minutes? Prince Jin wants me to fly over? " Luo Shang turned her head to look at the man's detestable face. Ten minutes, this place was so far from the teahouse.

Just as Luo Shang was frowning and not yet finished, he heard his indifferent voice say: "You still have nine minutes."

She bit her lips, not having the time to argue with him. Hugging the teapot tightly, she quickly walked down the stage, pushing open the golden door to the great hall as she hurried out.

At this moment, the man on the stage stopped the ink brush in his hand. His long and narrow eyes slowly closed the crack in the door, and his face didn't change much. His facial features were the same as before, but his brows relaxed slightly until the heavy door gradually closed …

The summer was too long, and the clouds in the unbroken sky were drifting about, nowhere to be found.

Luo Shang walked along the corridor of the main building in the bamboo garden so that she could move faster. She went around the huge rock garden that covered the newly born Yellow Ore Mountain and listened to the soft sound of water flowing, which was extremely beautiful.

The morning air was so beautiful that even the birds in the eaves were quietly sitting on the bamboo trees, listening to the feeling of beauty.

"You like that sound too, don't you?" Luo Shang raised her head with half smile, looking at the birds in the cage, her voice was extremely gentle and beautiful.

The birds in the cage seemed to sense the elegance of her voice, flapping their wings and jumping up and down in response.

Luo Shang couldn't help but squint her eyes and smile.

Right at this moment, a voice came from behind him, "Ouch! It has already fallen from the position of an imperial concubine to become a mere slave, and yet you're still in such an elegant mood. It's truly rare. "

She turned around, and found Yun Xiu clapping her hands as she walked towards her with a pleased smile on her face. Behind her were three maids, all of them carrying malicious smiles on their faces.

Luo Shang didn't want to bicker with her, and also didn't want to get into any trouble. Thinking about the time that Leng Shaoyu had given her, she withdrew her gaze, and was about to turn around, but her arm was tightly grabbed by Yun Xiu.

"You're also a servant, what qualifications do you have to act so arrogantly?" Yun Xiu glared at her with her triangular eyes, her face full of malice. She gritted her teeth as she spoke to Luo Shang, wishing for nothing more than to tear her into a thousand pieces.

Yun Xiu thought: Since she's an impoverished princess, and has now become a lowly slave, what right does she have to put on such a airs in front of her?

If it wasn't for her being careful and having the two attendants on guard duty to keep an eye on the commotion, she wouldn't have known that a prince would let go of such a huge piece of good news like this woman.

Last time within the Peace Lightness Hall, she had been lucky enough to survive. This time, she would definitely not let her off.

"Please get out of the way!" Luo Shang's arrogant eyes looked down at her from a vantage point. Her beauty, the beauty whose entire body was filled with elegance and grace, had truly ignited the jealousy of the few women in front of her. They had to admit that Luo Shang's beauty was indeed devastating, but to Yun Xiu's self-consoling words, she had a fox-like face.

"Out of the way? You have caused me such a terrible injury, and today is a good opportunity, how can I so easily let you go?! " Yun Xiu then gave a meaningful look to the few maidservants at the side.

Following that, a few servants blocked Luo Shang's path and tightly encircled her.

"Princess Luo, oh … No, I should call you now... "Little girl Luo" Yun Xiu smirked as she spoke.

"Sister Yun Xiu, it's Servant Luo ~" The servant girls by the side also jeered and joked, purposely emphasizing what Yun Xiu had said. The few of them continued to wave their sleeves as they ridiculed Yun Xiu with ill intentions.

"It's Servant Luo. Look at my memory, it's …" "Female slaves, haha …" Yun Xiu deliberately emphasized her tone, wishing that the entire Duke Palaces would know of this matter. When she said the word "female slaves", her tone was extremely tight.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

A loud and clear sound rang out in this magnificent corridor. As the air condensed, time also stopped at this moment.

When the servants reacted, they saw that Yun Xiu's right cheek was flushed red, and was slapped to the point where she turned her head away.

"You actually dared to hit me? "Damned bitch, watch how I'll take care of you today. Sisters, tie her up for me." Yun Xiu didn't dare to believe that this damned girl would actually slap him.

Yun Xiu covered her right cheek with one hand and urged on the three servant girls with the other.

Two maidservants immediately stepped forward and suppressed Luo Shang. Another maidservant took the teapot in her hands and placed it by the side. She then pulled out a long thick rope from her waist.

Yun Xiu took the opportunity to block Luo Shang's mouth, and a few people dragged her into a remote forest. Before Luo Shang could react, the coarse rope had already covered her delicate, white neck, and it was tightly pulled back, causing her to be unable to breathe.

"Hurry, strangle her!" Yun Xiu stood under the tree and looked at the lady being forcefully pulled down by the servant. Her delicate face was flushed red, her hands were being held down, and she was unable to struggle free from the unbearable pain. Yun Xiu was elated, she grinded her teeth and stared at Luo Shang, this was the result of provoking her.

As the rope grew tighter and tighter, Luo Shang felt as if her throat was about to be cut, and she was unable to breathe. Her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, but there was not a single trace of fear in them.

She was not afraid of death, and her life was worse than death. If she ended her life like this, it would be a great relief and a great gift to her.

Her breathing slowly stopped and her eyelashes trembled. Her eyes slowly moved inward. She felt like her body was no longer listening to her commands, and she fell down along with the rope.

Time passed second by second, Luo Shang gradually calmed down a little, and when she opened her eyes, she discovered that she wasn't lying on the ground, but in the arms of a man.

His chest was warm and steady.

She turned her face to the side and her gaze slowly moved upwards. She saw a mischievous smile on her face, even her thick eyebrows were gently rippling. She looked handsome and unrestrained. Those eyes filled with warmth and emotion were looking at her warmly.