Only when they were far away did he let go of me in disgust. He inadvertently noticed the tears in my eyes and raised his eyebrows. "Why are you crying? Is he better than me?"

I hate him.

Xia Junchang was not only better, but also ten times, a hundred times better.

"Don't think that you can be arrogant just now just because I hugged you." He looked at me coldly and said, "I hate self-righteous women the most, it seems like you are too relaxed, that's why you hooked up with Xia Junchang again. What I just said was not just for the public to hear, but also for you. If I don't want my woman, I'll just throw her away in the cold palace.

I can't agree with his way of thinking or his domineering attitude.

I know that chastity is very important, but if there is no more, is there no reason to live? Even the so-called happiness couldn't come to pass.

I should have taken a rope to end myself, but my mother would not be happy to see me now.

He was the Emperor. What he said was the truth, and in his eyes, there was only his existence.

That day, I clearly knew that someone was drinking medicine. Forget it, I am not going to argue with him. Such a person is not worth it for me to fight over.

"Men, send Yun Zhiqiu to the Huajia Courtyard and bring him to the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." A father-in-law leaned forward to receive the order.

I'd rather stay away from him than have the name of his woman.

"However." He smiled evilly, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, "If you beg me and I am careless and happy, I will make you a true ninth rank servant. For a lowly person like you, this is a great favor."

I don't want to talk to him. I hate him, but sometimes he can force someone to death.

I couldn't resist looking at him indifferently and said, "Your majesty, I believe that you'll never be happy if you're careless. Yun Zhiqiu has always had a lowly status and never wanted to be that sort of a palace maid. That slut Yun Zhiqiu is still very happy in his heart."

Regardless of the consequences of resisting him, I stubbornly turned around and left.

A rock struck the back of my head, causing me to gasp in pain. Turning my head around, it was the figure of his back as he left in large strides.

I don't know why, he must have hit me. Bastard, a belly full of anger rushed up. If it wasn't for some sense, I would have thrown him back. Forget it, he's the emperor.

I'll endure him, I'll let him, what can he do to me?

Wasn't the heavens punishing him? The person he doted on the most, Imperial Concubine Mu, didn't love him. Hmph.

So that's how bad my intentions were. However, it was destined that I would never have the chance to meet Xia Junchang.

To me, being a palace maid was better than being his woman. Standing in front of him like this, standing in front of Xia Junchang, he couldn't even raise his head.

Most of the palace maids were unremarkable in appearance, or had offended someone who had been rushed here. Every day, they would wash their clothes, draw in water from a river bank, and the sound of a wooden pestle rising and falling resounded throughout the palace. There were also a few elderly nuns walking around with whips in their hands, afraid that someone would be lazy.

These physical tasks weren't too difficult for me. I would do these at home, and when I was a girl, I would do these as well. I would wash the oars, float for a bit, and then carry the palace maids to dry my clothes.

After sunning, I had to wash again. I was so tired that I almost couldn't stand up straight at night. For three days, I was feeling dizzy.

After throwing another pile of clothes in front of me, the mama viciously said, "Yun Zhiqiu, you're not allowed to eat without washing up. You're not allowed to go back."

I didn't say anything, just picked up my clothes and kept washing them, low in the palace and out of the palace. I was already used to it, whether they were deliberately making things difficult for me or oppressing me, but the laundry was slowly calming things down in my heart.

I no longer regret anything, I do not want to let Princess Yi worry about me, they love me very much, I should be happy.

The next day, I carved a pattern on the bamboo, in the silence of the bamboo forest, blowing his lovesick voice, I understand.

Lighting a candle flame, my body collapsed powerlessly to the side of the table. The candle flame swayed in the wind, but I wanted to cry. Only when I was alone would I be able to take it off bit by bit. Why does fate always not favor me a little, I do not want to stay here alone in the dead silence of loneliness, and want to fly the heart.

The wind blew out the candles, and I climbed into bed. I didn't have much time to be sad or sad, and had to go wash my clothes early tomorrow.

In a daze, I felt someone touch my bed, then touch my face and undress me.

I hugged him tightly. "Jun Tang, listen to me. Endure it, endure it! He's the emperor ah. Don't let your mufei worry about him anymore. I'm already satisfied with what you've done with me."

My jaw hurt, and my mind cleared up. This wasn't Xia Junchang.