"My Lady, your wound has indeed healed a lot,"
The medicine was personally compounded by Ye Shaohua. Although Shuangyue was initially skeptical, upon seeing the scar that had begun to form, she expressed her surprise and delight.
Then, looking at Ye Shaohua with eyes full of admiration,
and recalling something, she silently dressed Ye Shaohua’s wound, "His Majesty is truly heartless. You’ve blocked so many overt and covert attacks for him, yet he could treat you this way for the sake of Lady Qu. And there’s Sun Ping, whom you, My Lady, saved from bandits years ago, but he’s so ungrateful..."
"What am I, Ye Shaohua, now?" Ye Shaohua said lightly, holding a book in her hands, "They have chosen to follow a new master, which is just discerning the situation."
She did not lift her head from start to finish.
Shuangyue, listening to her careless tone and thinking of how much My Lady used to adore His Majesty, knew that although she seemed indifferent on the surface, her heart must be deeply wounded. Shuangyue silently resolved not to mention those people again and inadvertently upset My Lady.
The sorrowful Ye Shaohua was slowly flipping through the book, something those familiar with her knew she did much faster.
Clearly, she wasn’t really reading, but planning something.
Yuwen Jing had always been wary of the loyal Ye Family, hadn’t he? That’s why he had schemed such plots to push the Ye father and son toward the path of treason. I wonder what he would do if the Qu family dared to rebel?
As she pondered this, a spy’s voice came from outside, sounding quite unpleasant.
The person was none other than Qu Huashang, who had recently been granted the title of Empress.
She was attired in the bright red phoenix robe reserved only for the Empress, wearing a coronet signifying ’a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.’ As she entered, the shabby and decayed Cold Palace seemed to brighten a bit.
Suppressing the urge to commit violence, Shuangyue knelt down. She also signaled with her eyes to Ye Shaohua that now was the time to yield, for they were in a position of weakness, and she didn’t want Ye Shaohua to remain indomitably stubborn.
Ye Shaohua had only knelt twice for as long as Shuangyue could remember: the first time was in a System Task world when Mother Ye told her to kneel.
And when she met His Majesty in the second System Task world, she had never knelt. How could she possibly kneel to Qu Huashang now?
"How dare you! Not showing proper respect to Her Majesty the Empress?" The eunuch with a thin voice glared coldly at Ye Shaohua.
The eunuch by Qu Huashang’s side, bowing and scraping, used to be the chief eunuch and Yuwen Jing’s confidant. Fearing Qu Huashang wouldn’t be able to handle Ye Shaohua after entering the Palace, Yuwen Jing had him stay close to her.
This clearly showed how much Yuwen Jing valued Qu Huashang.
"Laifu, do not be hard on Noble Consort Ye," Qu Huashang said with a worried look, always priding herself on her kind-heartedness, "Sister is unwell; let’s exempt her from the formalities. How are you feeling now? I really don’t understand why His Majesty is so heartless. I’ve pleaded with His Majesty for days, and yet he hasn’t visited you. I feel so remorseful in my heart..."
Hearing this, Laifu did not force Ye Shaohua, but gave her a warning look, suggesting that she better not make any rash moves.
Being the Emperor’s trusted aide, he naturally knew the importance of Qu Huashang to the Emperor.
Although Ye Shaohua was one of the only two women in the Palace, she was worlds apart from Qu Huashang.
Ye Shaohua sat by the table in the Cold Palace, with only a single candle lit, as if she were waiting for someone.
In her hands, she held a celadon bowl, her mind involuntarily revisiting the plot.
Before the original inhabitant of her body died, she asked Yuwen Jing why.
At that time, Yuwen Jing didn’t show a trace of compassion for her death, instead sneering, "Marrying you wasn’t because I was pleased with you or felt pity for you. It was all for the sake of the General Residence. In two years, you’ve been responsible for no less than ten deaths; hundreds more have been indirectly killed because of your schemes. Ye Shaohua, did you really think I could grow fond of a vicious woman stained with blood? This position of Empress was destined for Huashang from the very start. From the day I married you, everything was for her!"
Such revelations were a severe blow to the original occupant of the body. She had never expected the husband she so devotedly served had always loathed her. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
He loathed her so much that even touching her seemed to him like contamination.
His so-called affection since the age of eighteen was just an excuse for Qu Huashang.
Qu Huashang, who never touched blood and hardly knew how to hold a sword, was beautiful as a celestial being. With a grandfather who was highly learned, she naturally overflowed with talent – it was no wonder Yuwen Jing coveted such a woman.
When the original woman died, tears of blood streamed from her eyes, and her deep resentment attracted the System Task.
Ye Shaohua sighed for the original woman’s fate.
It was then that the door to the Cold Palace was kicked open with a bang.
Turning around, Ye Shaohua saw Yuwen Jing, his face twisted with malice and disgust in his voice, "Ye Shaohua, daughter of the General Residence, resorted to such means for favor? How low of you!"
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