C2

Yue Chanjuan suddenly sat up, panting heavily as sweat soaked her clothes.

The night wind blew in from outside the window, causing Yue Chan to feel a slight chill. It was already the beginning of autumn, but she still liked to push up the windows, creating a gap for fresh air to enter through.

Her delicate hands were gripping the quilt tightly. Yet again, this nightmare had accompanied her for three years.

"Mufei, little brother, I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to save you!"

He lowered his head and closed his eyes. There were no tears in his eyes, only endless hatred. She had never forgotten that beautiful face, as well as the bright red flowers on the white embroidered shoes.

"Mufei, wait for me to grow up. I will definitely grow up safely, live a good life, and take revenge for you. The method of death she gave you, I will use it on her! "

Yue Chan did not forget that when she was ten years old, she mischievously climbed up to the roof of the Mauchly Palace. The only reason was that the roof had been broken for several days. It had been struck by lightning a few days ago, and the tiles had shattered, revealing gaps in the roof.

Her royal father had not visited this place for many days, and as a result, the servants and servants began to neglect him. She didn't want to see the sad look on her mother's face as she looked at the broken roof, so she decided to climb up to the roof and cover the gap with tiles.

She just so happened to see a scene in a nightmare. She could only watch helplessly as her already pregnant mufei was strangled to death with white silk by Imperial Concubine Yang.

She didn't dare to make a sound, because Yang Gui Fei wanted to cut the grass at the roots. Although she was only ten years old, she had seen many of the imperial harem's vicissitudes. He had been familiar with history books since he was young and had been educated by his mother's wife. He also knew that if he were to make a sound at that time, not only would he not be able to save his mother, he would even lose his life.

At that time, she had been lying prone on the rooftop, watching the people closely searching the palace, but it had all been for nothing.

"Mufei, from that day on, I grew up. I'm no longer a child."

The corner of her pink lips curled up into a cold smile, "After they left, I sneaked down from the roof late at night and snuck over to royal father's place. I know that, it should be the time for royal father to go to the empress that day. "I thought that if the empress adopted me, I'd be able to settle down in the imperial palace, but who would've thought …"

She gently closed her eyes and revealed a painful expression. That night, she had coincidentally met Royal Father and purposely broke her hand. She used her tears to attract Royal Father's attention.

But now, the one who adopted her wasn't the empress, but an unfavoured concubine.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Han Wangrong entered the palace for a long time and still hasn't borne His Majesty a son yet. Why don't we let Han Wangrong nurture the princess?"

Grand Concubine Yang's words pushed her into an abyss. One word from her was enough to make His Majesty gracious. If it wasn't for her mentioning him, her father would have long forgotten that there was such a concubine in the harem.

She wanted to oppose it, but if she did, her royal father would agree with a smile on his face. He told the eunuchs to send her over immediately, put his arm around her waist, and disappear from the palace.

Her royal father didn't even look at her nor did he look at her broken hand.

"Mufei, from then on, I knew that everything depended on me!"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, and walked to the window. He looked at the pitch black Imperial Palace.

Her gentle mother concubine had left her forever. Three years had passed and even her royal father had forgotten that he still had her daughter.

"Chan Juan, come and drink this bowl of green bean soup. It's a dry autumn day, be careful not to get too angry."

Han WanRong's pretty face carried a faint smile as she looked at her with a doting gaze. This gaze always made her think of her mother. Fortunately, she had met a gentle, independent, new matriarch who brought a touch of light to her sad childhood.

"Mufei, you have some too."

A pure and innocent smile appeared on his innocent face as he hid everything in his heart under that smile. She wanted everyone who saw her to think she was just a child.

"Am, am I still a child? "No, three years ago, I was no longer a child!"

Han WanRong tenderly pulled back Yue Chanjuan's hair. In her eyes, Yue Chanjuan was nothing more than a child who did not know anything.

Deep in her heart, she felt regret. This child was supposed to be the most beloved child of the Emperor. However, he had no choice but to stay here and spend his lonely time with her in the cold palace.

Yue Chan received the bowl with a smile and gulped down the green bean soup in one gulp. In this place, even this green bean soup was somewhat rare. The imperial concubines in the cold palace were not only neglected, the daily supplies were often lacking, they also had to work hard and take care of themselves.

Fortunately, because she was a princess, he had managed to call two servants to serve her.

"What's the difference between mufei's original residence and this? Why do we have to force mufei into a cold palace?"

He lowered his head and squatted down to count the ants. She picked up a straw stick and fiddled with the ants on the ground. Whenever she had something on her mind, she would use this method to cover it. She would quietly squat on the ground and think about it.

"It's been three years and she has already fought twice. This time she sent mufei into the cold palace. I'm afraid she's going to attack!"

A fierce light flashed in her black gem-like eyes. In the past three years, Yang Gui Fei had sent people to kill him twice, wanting to eliminate him at his roots. However, under her strict protection, she was unable to succeed in the end.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Perhaps it was due to two consecutive failures that Imperial Concubine Yang would do anything to beat the flawless Han WanRong into the cold palace.

"Mufei was implicated because of me. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have been beaten into the cold palace. Right now, even the position of Empress is not stable. What exactly is that vixen thinking? "

Ye Zichen raised his head slightly and looked at Han WanRong. In the shade of the tree, Han WanRong was sewing. The people who lived here were all consorts who had been beaten into a cold palace. After being beaten into a cold palace, they could only bring one person at most. There were many things that they had to do themselves.

"Mufei is still unfazed by humiliation. I hope I won't implicate her!"

Thinking hard, she was a princess, no matter what, she shouldn't have been brought into the cold palace. Since ancient times, the princess was locked in the cold palace, she could be considered the only one.

She knew that it must be something up to Concubine Yang. She wanted to cut the grass at its roots again, but there was nothing she could do. She could only wait.

"A move is better than a calm. There is a cloud of battle tactics and tactics, but the truth is false, while the truth is false. "Yang Lanzhou, I shall watch on from here. Just what method do you intend to use?"

Even if the imperial concubine was sent to the palace on account of her crimes, and her children were of the dragon race, she would still have to hand over the child to the other imperial concubines.

Worry appeared in her eyes. Leng Ning, a few dead men were like ants. They wouldn't attract anyone's attention, even if she was a princess. Moreover, she didn't know whether her royal father still remembered that he had a daughter like her.

"Don't be so anxious. She's just a forgotten princess, there's no need for you to be so attentive."

"I am a servant serving the princess, I dare not treat her lightly."

"Hmph, one of them is a concubine who has been sent to the cold palace and has never been favoured. One was the first princess in history to have been sent to the cold palace. I'm afraid the Emperor has already forgotten that he still has this daughter. "

The harsh words carried an indescribable sense of ridicule, which was heard by Yue Chanjuan.

The place where she stood just happened to be a corner of a wall, and she inadvertently overheard the conversation between the two servants in the cold palace.

Ah!

A shriek came from a nearby room. Yue Chanjuan was shocked and quickly stabilized her state of mind.

"Green Pearl, Green Pearl, come here quickly. Look at why there are rats here …"

"Little sister Green Pearl, your master is calling you. Quickly go and take a look."

"Don't bother with her. She's just a sinner who was kidnapped with all his titles and sent to the Cold Palace. At this point, what sort of master was he trying to put on airs for? Hmph, it was only because I was unlucky that I followed them to this place that even ghosts didn't want to come. At least she won't kill anyone. Just let her get used to it. "

"That's quite a pitiful story. Your master is still in his prime, and is so beautiful and gentle. Who would've thought that he would end up in the cold palace."

"Qian Yao, I advise you to be more quick-witted. I heard that you have served the imperial concubine before, you should find a way out for yourself as soon as possible." Relying on that princess of the Cold Palace, I'm afraid that you will only be able to stay here for the rest of your life. "