Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 761

Lightning pierced the sky, "Boom——"

The loud sound of spring thunder shook the whole of Chang'an, and also shook the windows of Zhaoqing Palace.

The maid of honor at night was hugging a thin quilt, shivering outside the corridor.

The rain splashes and the moisture is dense, making people feel like they are in a cold storage, and every pore is filled with cold wind.

The master is not favored, and it is unlucky to be a servant.

"It's only April, and the charcoal fire has been cut off before the weather gets warmer... Hey!"

The little maid sighed sadly.

"Is there anything I can do, I can only endure it." The maid of honor pulled the quilt over her body, "Be careful of catching a cold, you won't be able to take medicine if you are sick, and you have to continue to stay on duty overnight."

"Hey, I'm afraid I'll get my shoes wet." The little palace maid pouted, her plain shoes were already wet from the rain, she touched them distressedly, and said, "There are only two pairs of shoes, if they are broken, you can clean them." I don't have to wear it..."

"Good sister, bear with it for now." The eldest maid hugged the young maid kindly, comforting her, "It will be fine after a while."

"It's no wonder if it's better." The little maid still looked sad, "Our master has been injured like this, and His Majesty didn't stay by his side... There is no chance of turning over..."

The big lady-in-waiting could see it, and patted the head of the little lady-in-waiting: "My mother always said, life is hard, so I'll come here."

"If I had known this, I might as well follow King Jin to seal the land..." The little maid shrank back into the wall, carefully avoiding the rain falling from the eaves, and muttered to herself.

"Yes! I heard that Jindi is quite good..."

The two court ladies, one big and one small, looked up at the night sky together, as if imagining the freedom outside the palace...

"Your Majesty, save me!!"

Suddenly there was a shrill cry from the inner hall.

The two court ladies immediately got up and ran inward. The sound of hurried footsteps stepped across the long atrium, echoing faintly in the rain.

In the small hall, a solitary lamp stood quietly beside the bed, and the faint flame flickered, making the room even darker.

The maid came running quickly, and the wind blowing on the lampshade, with a "huh", this cluster of small lights was instantly annihilated.

The room suddenly fell into darkness.

The bed board creaked and shook, and another sharp angry shout came from the bed: "Where are people! Are they all dead!"

"The servant is here, the servant will light the lamp for you first..."

The palace lady was in a hurry, she touched the darkness and lit the palace lantern, only to see a dim light in the room, and a teacup was thrown out: "There is not a single drop of water, I am sick, this is how you serve!?"

"Slave, slave girl, let's burn it now—" The little maid stammered in fright, but didn't dare to move her feet.

There is no charcoal fire in the warehouse, so how can we waste hot water all day long?
"Your Majesty..." The eldest palace maid stepped forward, not daring to explain, she just said, "Zhaoyi in the side hall still has some charcoal, servant girl, please go ask her for some."

"Come back!" The bed curtain was pulled open suddenly, and Pei Cairen scolded angrily: "What is she? A bitch who was climbed onto the dragon bed by a palace servant! When I was a noble concubine, she was still sweeping the long street ! Do I need to beg with her? How shameless!"

"My lady..."

It's this time, and I still care about the dignity of a "noble concubine".

The two court ladies looked at each other, thinking that serving such a master would be better than dying...

"There is no hot water, so is there no cold water?" Pei Cairen felt a fire in his heart and had nowhere to vent. At this time, he wanted to kill anyone who caught him. "Without charcoal, there is no well!? Is it intentional?" Do you want me to die of thirst?"

"Your Majesty!" the palace maid exclaimed, "You are injured, the cold water is cold, you must not drink it!"

"What's wrong with the cold water!" Pei Cairen lost his temper. At this moment, he felt a little lack of strength. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before touching the gauze wrapped around his neck.

Zhao Xiwei's sword pierced so deeply that the imperial doctor said that he almost cut his trachea, and even Hua Tuo was alive at that time, and he was powerless.

Even with the best Jinchuang medicine and analgesic pills, she can still clearly feel the severe pain.

Just after a few loud curses, the wound seemed to burst open again.

She sneered, gritted her teeth, and said slowly, "What's wrong with the cold water? My father and brother fought in the battlefield. They ate wolf meat when they were hungry, and drank tiger blood when they were thirsty... They really couldn't eat anything, bark and weeds. Eat them all! It's my turn, but it's just a glass of cold water, and I'm going to die, wouldn't it be an insult to the family?"

"Your Majesty..." The palace maid's heart softened, and she suddenly felt that this Empress was really pitiful.

Back then, when the talented concubine was still a concubine, she really wanted the wind and the rain, and the food, clothes and clothes were all top-notch, even if they were servants, they would follow suit. They have been exposed to a lot of light, what kind of delicacies from mountains and seas, gold, silver and jewelry, have they never eaten or seen it?

But now, she has fallen to such a state that she can't even drink hot water, and drags her sick body to drink cold water... What a ruthless royal family, and no love from the emperor.

A glass of cold water was brought up, Pei Cairen's gaze paused on it, and then he reached out to take it.

"Your Majesty..." The palace maid was full of worry, "Why don't the servants hold the cup and warm it up for you to drink..."

"Heh!" With a sneer, Pei Cairen raised his glass resolutely, raised his head, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Cough, cough——" The cold water poured into her throat, irritating the wound like salt, and the pain of tearing flesh and blood made her clenched her teeth tightly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The palace maid hurriedly hugged her body, rubbed her back gently, and asked in shock, "How are you? Are your wounds alright?"

"It's okay..." It took Pei Cairen a long time to catch his breath, but he refused to shout a word of pain. He only panted and smiled, seeming to laugh at himself, but also seemed to resent: "I think I'm a general, but I forgot about the deep palace." Decades have already worn away that bravery, and the rest is nothing more than a self-deceiving disguise!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and a tear fell silently.

The maid did not dare to answer the words, nor did she dare to wipe her tears, she just looked at her in fear and helplessness.

"I won't give up..." She closed her eyes, and her voice was like a ray of ghost, floating in the ears of the palace lady: "As long as I have a breath, I will definitely let her die without a place to bury her." ..."

"My lady..."

The palace maid hesitated, but she still persuaded her: "My lady, why bother? She is now the princess, and her father and brother are also in power, not to mention Concubine Shu as her backer, why do you have to fight hard? My lady, this servant knows that you have been wronged, but Zhao The family is in full swing now, why don't you swallow this bad breath for now..."

"pharynx??"

Pei Cairen threw the teacup out as soon as she had a ferocious face, and stared fiercely at the court lady in front of her: "My Pei family has been prosperous for generations, even if I want to retire, I shouldn't retire in this way!"

(End of this chapter)