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Palace Fighting: Naive Concubines' Ascent to Power

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered. In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved. In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep! This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her. At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her. In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!" After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter. The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again. →→【This story has concluded, thank you for reading】→→ New book recommendation: "Consort of the Roll-Royce is Here, Run!"—It's a good read! Please add it to your favorites.

Whistling Autumn Wind · Sejarah
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219 Chs

Chapter 91 Conviction

When asked if Lian Hua was afraid, she didn't know, she just felt as though she had seen this scene before, as if she were an onlooker who had detached herself, kneeling in the hall and listening to people from all sides accuse her of pushing someone down the stairs, wanting to pin a crime on her—it seemed like she was watching a bizarre and fanciful play.

It seemed that a long, long time ago, she had also experienced such a thing, but when she tried to remember the specifics, her head hurt like it was being pricked with needles, a dense and intense pain, growing worse the more she thought about it, feeling overwhelmed with sorrow and helplessness.

From a very young age, she knew the world was cruel, that the weak were as easy to crush as ants, she was weak and without lofty ambitions, so she lived carelessly, thankful for each day she survived. But that didn't mean she was clueless, she just chose not to understand, for she was not unfamiliar with the coldness of the world's ways.