Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 1 If it wasn't for that shitty fate, she wouldn't have married her instead!

Chapter 1 If it wasn't for that shitty fate, she wouldn't have married her instead!

In the golden autumn season, Osmanthus osmanthus is fragrant.

The fallen petals in Qingyin Pavilion covered the floor.

Song Lieyin was wearing a loose sky blue skirt, leaning on the porch and teasing a snow-white parrot.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed her delicate white skin red, her butterfly-like eyelashes were long and curled up, outlining the slightly raised eye ends, and the arc from the bridge of the nose to the tip of the nose showed a perfect S-line, coupled with the slight pout Her pale pink lips are indescribably lively and beautiful.

Suddenly there was a shout from outside the courtyard:

"Princess, it's too bad, Your Majesty is going to kill again, why are you still playing with the birds! Get up quickly, we have to kneel in front of Fengxian Hall!"

The little maid Jasmine, who was wearing a double bun, ran in with an anxious expression on her face.

Song Lieyin frowned slightly, "How many times have I told you, don't call me princess anymore, now I'm just Song Meiren."

Jasmine lowered her head aggrieved, "Yes, I was wrong, my servant... I feel sorry for you."

"Okay, tell me, who is this time?"

"It's Liu Meiren who was favored a few days ago."

Song Lieyin paused slightly for the hand holding the herbal tea, and a gleam of clarity flashed across his amber pupils.

She nodded the parrot's head, "Meimei, my sister is going out for a while, please stay in the yard obediently and don't run around."

Meimei flapped her wings and said arrogantly: "Troublesome! Longwinded!"

Song Lieyin chuckled, and led Jasmine out of the yard.

When the two arrived at Fengxian Hall, there was already a group of people kneeling in front of the hall.

A large black pot was propped on the high platform, and two young eunuchs were busy lighting the fire.

Song Lieyin pulled Jasmine to the end.

"Is everyone here?" Eunuch He put down the teacup and spoke leisurely.

The little eunuch on the side hurriedly stepped forward to reply, "Go back to the Chief Manager, everything is here."

"Well, bring people up!"

Everyone didn't dare to raise their heads, only heard the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground, followed by a woman's terrified scream.

The corner of Eunuch He's mouth twitched sarcastically, "Mrs. Liu, I should have known why today! Throw it away!"

There was a 'plop', and the water splashed in all directions.

Song Lieyin shuddered, and then scolded Qing Lan from head to toe in his heart!

If it wasn't for the shitty fate he said, she wouldn't marry instead, and she wouldn't have to suffer this inhuman torture.

Jasmine had long been paralyzed from fright, she was prostrate on the ground, biting her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

"The Liu family, who deceived superiors and concealed inferiors, formed cliques for personal gain, corrupted the law with corruption, have been ordered by His Majesty to confiscate the family and exterminate the family."

"Today, I cooked this criminal woman in public, just to remind everyone." Eunuch He glanced coldly across the crowd.

"Anyone, don't challenge His Majesty's bottom line in vain! Put away all the fancy intestines, or..."

Everyone kowtowed and begged for mercy like a flood that opened the gate.

Boiling water and raging fire made the air in front of Fengxian Hall extremely hot and oppressive.

Mrs. Liu was still struggling to die, and the beauties who were normally gorgeous had already fainted from fright.

Beads of sweat also ooze from Song Lieyin's forehead, this is already the third torture she has experienced in the first month since entering the palace.

She was originally a spiritual plant breeder for the Space Force.

In the space age, science and technology are highly developed, and the job of a spiritual plant breeder is to cultivate and breed plants for people to eat and watch.

The seventh galaxy where she is located received a higher-level mission to explore a new star.

On the third day after landing, she found a beautiful golden vine in the dense forest.

Then, out of nowhere, she fainted.

When she woke up again, she became the unfavored ten princesses of the Southern Kingdom.

Maybe it was space travel that caused time to go back, and her body became a five-year-old doll.

In this world, the first person she saw was Qing Lan.

He is a court luthier in the southern country, always dressed in white, not stained with dust.

He knows a lot and is also very mysterious.

He told her that she was the tenth princess, and the tenth princess was her.

She didn't care too much about the separation and fusion of souls, after all, survival is king!
Qing Lan taught her the art of piano, medicine and talismans for ten years.

Until the day before she died, he came to say goodbye and asked her to do him a favor.

She agreed heartlessly, and then became a gift from the Southern Kingdom to the new Emperor Junlin.

A dependent country is not qualified to make peace with the King's Landing Empire. Even if she is a princess, she is only a beauty of the lowest rank when she arrives here.

"Master... master, it's over, let's... go back." Jasmine shook her arm tremblingly.

Song Lieyin recovered his senses and got up, looking towards a towering golden-roofed palace in the distance, his eyes showed firmness.

Back at Qingyin Pavilion, Song Lieyin went straight to the backyard.

Qingyin Pavilion is remote, but there is a hundred-year-old osmanthus tree in the backyard.

Clusters of golden osmanthus seem to be beckoning to her.

She gathered up the hem of her skirt and tied it in a knot, and deftly climbed up the tree.

Jasmine nervously looked under the tree, "Master, come down quickly, don't fall."

Song Lieyin continued to climb up without looking back, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Jasmine made a sullen face, "Master, you don't have to climb so high to pick osmanthus!"

"The top is the sweetest."

Jasmine expressed her disapproval, but she knew she couldn't persuade her, so she could only watch carefully under the tree.

After a while, Song Lieyin climbed to the highest point.

The verdant canopy covered her slender body very well, only a small round head was vaguely exposed.

She took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve pocket, and stretched out her poisonous claws towards clusters of golden flowers.

Song Lieyin seemed to feel a gust of wind.

She looked up suddenly.

His gaze passed through the patchwork courtyard and landed on another palace not far away.

As far as she knew, no one lived in that palace.

She looked at it for a while, and after making sure that there was no one there, she lowered her eyelashes again.

Thus, under the afterglow of the setting sun, Yuan Shi, the master of the empire, saw a pair of bright and deep eyes.

"Who is she?" Yuan Shi said calmly after Song Lieyin left.

The bodyguard Qianmo said respectfully: "Your Majesty, she is Song Meiren, the tenth princess of the Southern Kingdom, and now lives in Qingyin Pavilion."

The corners of Yuan Shi's stern lips curved playfully, "It's her?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Qian Mo's voice was devoid of emotion, "She is a spy sent by the Southern Kingdom, replacing the real First Princess."

Yuan Shi twirled his fingertips, and there was a playful look in his eyes.

In the kitchenette.

Jasmine skillfully grinds the rice noodles, "Master, why do you want to eat osmanthus cake all of a sudden?"

While cleaning the osmanthus, Song Lieyin said calmly, "It's not that I want to eat it, it's for your Majesty to eat."

Jasmine's movements froze, "Master, you have the heart to fight for favor, and your slaves are very supportive, but His Majesty must be in a bad mood today, why don't we do it another day..."

"He's in a bad mood, so I'm going."

Jasmine continued to struggle, "Master, without His Majesty's summons, we will not be able to enter the Promise Hall!"

Song Lieyin didn't care much, "It's okay, just leave it to Eunuch He."

Jasmine's small face was wrinkled into a bun, and she suddenly felt that the sweet-scented osmanthus was no longer fragrant.

The master's thoughts are clear, what can she do?

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