Chapter 26 Predictive Dreams

Cheng Jingyi had a dream last year.

She dreamed that she had worked hard to marry Shen Heng and became the Princess of Ze'an. Not long after her good days, she encountered the Shen Sui mutiny. After

Shen Sui ascended the throne, he did not kill Shen Heng, but imprisoned him. As the Princess of Ze'an, she was naturally imprisoned as well.

She died in the deep and dark prison after less than seven days.

The rustling sounds of the ubiquitous rats in the prison, the insects crawling by her feet from time to time, and the stinky smell of rotten rice and vegetables emitted by the dim candlelight were all things she would rather die than recall!

"I have been in the Cheng Mansion for so many years. When my father was away, I was bullied by my stepmother and step-sister. Sometimes I even lived a worse life than my step-sister's maid."

"They can't stand me doing well, so I have to be inferior to my step-sister in everything. They only know that I lose to my step-sister in everything, but they don't know that I secretly stay by the oil lamp in the middle of the night, make unparalleled efforts, and compete secretly. I am better than my step-sister in any skill she is proficient in."

"I have lived a hard life for seventeen years, and my step-sister has won me seventeen years. I must marry better than her and live a more glorious life than her in the second half of my life!" "

I have been working carefully for so many years, and finally married you and became a princess. Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on me. Less than two years later, I have to live the same life as before..." This book is exclusively

compiled Cheng Jingyi's face was half covered in shadows, and the other half was pale. She smiled brilliantly, and her back was shaking as if she was crazy.

Shen Heng hurried to hold her hand. His eyes trembled, and he said hoarsely: "Yi Yi, don't say that..."

"Is... this my fate?" She said to herself.

Shen Heng said: "You will survive, I don't allow you to say that about yourself!"

He reached out and touched her face, with a look of great distress. There were wounds on the back of his hand, and his hand began to tremble.

Cheng Jingyi looked at the man with scars all over his body and a face as pale as paper with pity in her eyes, "But Shen Heng, I don't have any love for you. I'm using you!"

Shen Heng looked at her in astonishment.

"Look, you are always so kind and generous. Even if I say I'm using you, you can still comfort me and say I can survive..." This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you.

Cheng Jingyi looked at him shaking his head, looking up, and saw the gray-black cement, as if looking at the prison of this life, muttering to herself: "This is why you lost to Shen Sui... The princess of Nanjiang you wanted to marry was married to Shen Sui. If you were more cruel, you would have killed Shen Sui early in the morning. Shen Gong is also a fool. The Chen family can't give birth to a prince, and the throne should be yours!"

She hated it so much. She hated that she didn't live up to her high branch that she had worked hard to climb, and she also hated this fate that made people laugh!

Even if she survived, what could she do? She and Shen Heng had to rely on Shen Sui's breath to live!

Cheng Jingyi hit her head against the cement wall.

The dream also woke her up.

She thought it was absurd at first, but the emotions in the dream were so real, and the situation in Cheng Mansion described by her in the dream was so real, so she was skeptical.

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When she saw Shen Heng at the palace banquet for the first time, Shen Heng looked the same as the person in the dream. She finally believed that this dream was a prophetic dream. If she didn't make a change, she would die like in the dream!

The best way is to find someone else to climb.

For example... the future lord of the country, Shen Sui.

...

When Shen Gong was sent back to the palace to invite the imperial physician, Shen Sui and Wu Chun also returned to Yuning Palace.

Xiao Huaiwen came to look for Shen Sui, glanced at Wu Chun standing next to him, and hesitated to speak. Shen Sui was about to say that he didn't need to mind Wu Chun, but before he opened his mouth, Wu Chun put down Shen Sui's hand and went to Fengchun Palace.

The embroidery of the skirt drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a blooming golden flower.

Shen Sui glanced at her departing back before saying to Xiao Huaiwen, "Enough."

"Your Highness, the spy you asked me to plant in the cold palace to look for clues has recently obtained some information." Xiao Huaiwen took out a small bag from his sleeve and handed it over, "This is the soil dug out from under an old tree in the backyard of Concubine Xie's residence in the cold palace." Back

then, Xie Ruanruan was sent to the cold palace for the crime of killing Xue Qingyin. She died of illness less than a few months after living there.

Of the several old maids who served Xie Ruanruan at that time, only one is still alive. Xiao Huaiwen asked someone about what happened back then, and they said that Xie Ruanruan did use medicine every day for a period of time. The medicine was bought by General Xie's old friend in the palace. The smell of the boiled medicine could be smelled across the yard, which was particularly impressive.

However, this medicine was of no use to Xie Ruanruan's illness.

The dregs left by the boiled medicine were naturally scattered in the yard, but after so many years, the dregs had long turned into dust. Xiao Huaiwen's spies dug and dug in the yard, almost searching everywhere, and finally dug out some broken dregs that looked like herbal leaf stalks.

Shen Sui looked at the soil in the bag for a moment and said, "You did a good job. Just give this bag of soil to Jiang Xuanning."

If the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician to Xie Ruanruan is different from the medicine recorded in the file, then it can be confirmed that someone wants to harm Xie Ruanruan!

At that time, Jiang Xuanning looked at the file and found that the symptoms and medicine recorded in Xie Ruanruan were completely consistent. But according to reason, Xie Ruanruan was born in a general family and her physique was much healthier than that of an ordinary woman. How could she die so soon in the cold palace?

So he reported his doubts and turned over the old case again.

When Xiao Huaiwen was about to leave, Shen Sui stopped him again, "Wait."

"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"

Shen Sui said, "I heard that you are acquainted with Xue Shoude, the Minister of Works?"

"That's true. When Xue Shoude went to live with his aunt, he passed by a barren mountain where brown bears roamed. If I hadn't happened to be hunting in the mountain and met Xue Shoude, I'm afraid he would have died under the claws of the brown bear."

Shen Sui pondered for a moment, "So, you have a close relationship with him."

"No, I can't stand the way this man behaves, so I have never had a close relationship with him in these years. But if Your Highness needs it, I can find out for Your Highness."

Shen Sui curled his lips, "I suspect that Shen Gong was poisoned today and it is related to Xue Shoude."

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Wu Chun was bored and picking herbs in Fengchun Palace. He had just plucked off a few withered leaves when he heard Yu Li trotting in and saying, “Your Highness, the Third Prince has gone to the warehouse. If…if Your Highness finds those things from Southern Xinjiang…”

Wu Chun's heart skipped a beat, and she paused, "What did Shen Sui do in the warehouse?"

Because Shen Sui never went to that room, Wu Chun kept all the things needed for the witchcraft there. She could fool others by saying that she could treat Shen Sui in case he got hurt, but she couldn't fool Shen Sui.

If he found those things, he would definitely see at a glance that she was going to poison him!

With this crazy temper, how could she leave such a disaster nearby? The

more Wu Chun thought about it, the colder she felt in her heart, so she ran out with her skirt lifted.

Shen Sui was standing in front of the warehouse, with a cold face, and Jing Lian was standing in front of the door, leaning forward, looking embarrassed.

Seeing Shen Sui's indifferent look, with one hand even covering the door bolt, Wu Chun pinched her throat and called, "Husband..."

Shen Sui's fingers trembled.

He took back his hand and turned around.

Wu Chun walked to him and said, "Husband, what's wrong? After discussing business with General Xiao, why didn't you come to Fengchun Palace, but came to the warehouse instead?"

Shen Sui's cold black eyes drooped lightly, as if he was looking at Wu Chun. She smiled like a flower, like a porcelain doll carved out of jade. Her crooked eyes were as bright as amber shining in the sun, but no one could tell what was hidden behind the innocence.

Shen Sui opened his lips, "I remembered that I haven't checked the things in the palace for a long time, so I came to see if there is anything missing."

Wu Chun puffed her lips, looking aggrieved, "Your Highness, are you saying that I am careless and will lose your things?"

Shen Sui's eyes, as cold as cold jade, gradually softened. He bent his fingers and scratched her nose, "Could it be that you have done the work of counting objects in Yuning Palace?"

Wu Chun was caught off guard by his scratching her nose. Her eyelashes trembled like the wings of a butterfly. She immediately understood and showed a bit of shyness on her face, "Although it is common for women to be... "A wife has to take charge of many matters in the backyard, but my husband won't let me do it, so these are naturally handed over to the servants."

Seeing Shen Sui's expression becoming more and more relaxed, she knew that he was very fond of it, and continued to add fuel to the fire, "My husband is so good to me, I will naturally repay him, let's go, last year I buried wine under the pear tree in Fengchun Palace, today I dug it out and tasted it."

Shen Sui said slowly: "A year's wine is not old enough. But if you are willing, it doesn't matter if you dig it out."

He finally withdrew his gaze from Wuchun and walked towards Fengchun Palace.

Wuchun breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't know whether he had begun to doubt her with his sharpness.

She couldn't tell what Shen Sui was thinking at all. Sometimes this person could make people feel a chill down their spines.

When they arrived at Fengchun Palace, Wuchun really dug out the wine. It was rare that he and Shen Sui didn't quarrel that day. They ordered some snacks. Wuchun liked sweets, so he always stretched his chopsticks to the cake plate in front of Shen Sui.

He didn't like sweets, so it was a waste to put the cake plate in front of him.

Wu Chun stretched out her chopsticks twice. The third time, Shen Sui's chopsticks touched hers, holding the same piece of pear blossom pastry. This piece of pear blossom pastry had the best shape and was sprinkled with a lot of icing sugar to act as pear blossom stamens. Wu Chun was unwilling to give up, so she tried to pry Shen Sui's chopsticks apart. Shen Sui turned his wrist and blocked Wu Chun's chopsticks.

Shen Sui picked up the pear blossom pastry calmly, with no ripples on his face, as if he was just doing something very ordinary.

Before Shen Sui put the pear blossom pastry into his mouth, Wu Chun, who was a little drunk, put down his chopsticks with a "pa" sound and muttered like a grumpy child, "You obviously don't like sweets, you are deliberately going against me!"

Shen Sui's action froze in mid-air, his eyes swept across Wu Chun's half-pink face, and then dropped down to look at the pastry in his mouth, "I thought the flower was beautiful at first, but after thinking about it, the flower is only beautiful on the outside, but I don't know what the filling is made of inside."

"You know the face, but not the heart. Just give it to my beloved concubine."

As Shen Sui spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks and put the pear blossom pastry to Wu Chun's mouth and fed it into his mouth. Wu Chun was caught off guard and had to eat it in one bite subconsciously, with his cheeks bulging like a squirrel.

Her lips brushed against a little moisture on the chopsticks.

When she realized what it was, her ears turned red.