Chapter 3: Whipping Mother

Chapter 3

Everyone thought that Song Zhao didn't want to enter the palace,

But no one knew that she actually wanted to enter the palace more than anyone else.

Because only by entering the palace could she completely escape the earthly purgatory of the Song family and avenge her deceased mother.

Bai, Song Zhao's birth mother, was a concubine of Song Shicheng.

Bai was beautiful and became the favored concubine upon entering the Song family.

Therefore, after she entered the family, the main wife, Jiang, had some grievances against her.

When Song Zhao was still young, Jiang framed Bai for theft and publicly whipped her to death, right in front of Song Zhao.

Jiang's family had provided considerable support to Song Shicheng in the officialdom, so even though he knew that Bai was wrongly killed, he never questioned it.

Having witnessed the tragic death of her birth mother, Song Zhao understood from a young age:

Men must have power, and women must also hold real power in their hands.

If they only rely on men, when their beauty fades and love weakens, even if they are beaten to death, it would be considered a worthless life, and no one would care.

So she didn't want to be the one who was beaten by others.

If she had to, then she must be the one holding the whip.

Late one night, Song Zhao went to the firewood shed.

She saw that Jiang and her daughter had indeed suffered some torment.

"You... You wicked woman! All of this was your plan against me and my mother! You... Ah!"

"Crack!"

Another lash struck Song Yue's forehead.

"You think I planned all this against you? Ha~ Compared to the humiliation you have subjected me to all these years, compared to your mother killing mine, these few lashes today are far from enough!

If it weren't for the rule that newly entered palace maids cannot attend funerals, do you think I would let you live? But it doesn't matter. After I enter the palace, that will be the beginning of your nightmares."

"I spit on you!" Jiang spat a mouthful of blood at Song Zhao. "You've disfigured your own face in order to frame us. Tomorrow, when you enter the palace, you won't be able to receive favor anymore!

Yes, you're good-looking, but the palace is never lacking in beautiful women. You're a common-born daughter, and there has never been a precedent of a common-born daughter becoming a noble concubine in Qichao Dynasty! Just be content with your fate and wait to die in the palace!"

Song Zhao twirled the whip in the air a couple of times and then laughed.

"Noble concubine? Haha! I entered the palace to become an empress, or else what's the point? Should I go cook for others?"

Her eyes turned cold, and suddenly, he turned fierce, lashing out at Jiang and Song Yue with the whip.

After suppressing the anger that had been pent up for years, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"I've endured you all these years, and you should know to what extent I can go to get what I want.

I'm not my mother, sacrificing my life for empty promises from Song Shicheng.

I know very well what I want, and anyone who stands in my way will be eliminated one by one, completely eradicated.

And you, today, are the best examples!"

With that, she casually threw the whip at Jiang's face and walked away, clapping his hands.