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The three years of imperial mourning were not enough. The eldest son of the emperor had not married, and the eldest daughter of the emperor had not been born. However, Lady Guo from Prince Cheng's mansion was pregnant with a son.

Li San had children and became a parent faster than his brothers and sisters.

The king requested several times that the emperor and empress confer the title of Lady Li on Guo's daughter.

Empress, no.

The plan failed and Li San was dissatisfied.

He drank late at night, poured out Du Kang's wine under the lights of Pingkangfang, and cursed the saint for killing his father to seize the throne, killing the emperor and usurping the throne. He summoned the soul of the former emperor and cried out for justice for the Guo family.

The emperor wanted to kill his unborn grandson, the empress wanted to kill Guo's daughter-in-law, and the two people at the table wanted to kill their own children, to destroy their relatives for the sake of justice and to eradicate the problem completely.

I guess, maybe the drunken nonsense was the way for King Cheng to save his life, or maybe it was an accidental success for Li San, or maybe I was just overthinking.

Burning strong liquor in the cozy nest.

In the Censorate, the third-rank officials were drinking, the fourth-rank officials were dancing, and there were many people above the seventh rank. If the king's words and actions are contrary to the truth, everyone would pay attention.

King Cheng forgot the pain after his wound healed.

The next day in the hall, loyal ministers, traitors, commoners, noble families, subordinates, civil and military officials, and various gangs of court officials investigated King Cheng. All officials impeached Li Sanlang, and memorials flew all over the place.

Because of Li Sanlang, the emperor was very angry and couldn't calm down for three days. The queen was not feeling well either. The Crown Princess and I were doing our best to take care of her.

Three days later, the sage regained his health, and an imperial edict was issued, but Cheng Wang's life was not taken.

The saint did not want to be infamous for killing his son again.

King Cheng surrendered to King Ping again.

Prince of Fu, Prince of Xiucheng, Prince of Cheng, Prince of Ping... Li San was only a prince in name only, but the standards and rituals of his fiefdom were repeatedly degraded.

He was called a prince, but in reality he was a county prince.

King Ping married a beautiful woman and had children, but the sage rebuked him and the queen scolded him.

The person whom the emperor and empress scolded repeatedly was not Prince Ping himself, but the crown prince of the Eastern Palace.

The sage and the queen admonished the prince in turn.

The Queen said, "Prince, you must remember Prince Ping's teachings."

The emperor sent his close ministers to look after the crown prince, and the empress sent female officials to look after Madam Feng.

The emperor and empress guarded her day and night, so the Eastern Palace had no children.

Many years later, the eldest son's family line died out. The saintly empress used to be extremely cautious, preventing Feng from giving birth to an imperial grandson. It can be said that she was overly worried.

To reassure the emperor, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace prayed that the eldest princess get married first and that the Eastern Palace would postpone marrying a concubine.

The emperor and empress agreed.

In the late spring when I was fourteen, the three-year mourning period was over and Princess Huayang was about to be engaged.

The eldest princess was married off and the emperor and empress valued her.

Concubine Tong Shu was extremely reluctant to let the princess go. Her mother cried while piling up a high mountain of dowry for the princess.

One night, Princess Huayang and I were sitting back to back in the spring breeze. The princess held a precious mirror and I held a jade flute.

Anyang lay on me for a while, then rolled to Huayang's side.

The Crown Prince disliked the eldest princess and couldn't wait to send her out of Taiji Palace.

Taiji Palace is one world, and Chang'an City is another world. The princess is willing to marry and go to the other world.

The Crown Prince hates me, so the marriage between the Crown Prince and the Yan family should be delayed as long as possible. The Crown Prince is too lazy to marry, and I am too lazy to marry either.

The young master of the Shen family is a good husband, and even more so a satisfactory son-in-law.

The princess loved the precious mirror, and the prince consort spent three years polishing one, and then presented it to her with both hands to cater to her preferences.

After the eldest princess got married, it was my turn, and then it was Anyang. We had been close since childhood, but gradually we had to separate.

I can't bear to leave, the princess can't bear to leave, and Concubine Shu is even more reluctant to leave.

I blew gently, and the sound of the jade flute rang out.

The Crown Prince is the Empress's flesh and blood.

The East Palace had no childhood joy, but became the eldest prince at a young age, bearing the burden of being a saint.

Crown Prince, you cannot slack off in the slightest.

Li San was jealous of the prince's noble status and favor. He might not be able to swallow the prince's bitterness with cold water, and the same goes for me.

If the prince occasionally neglects his duties, the queen will follow closely and often become angry.

His Highness indulged in pleasure and secretly made a jade flute.

When the queen saw it, she took it away without asking any questions and then put it aside casually.

The jade flute is exquisitely crafted, and I think a lot of thought went into it. Whether it is for personal use or as a gift to others, one can appreciate the elegance of playing the flute. I like it.

So, in front of the crown prince, I took the sheep and the exquisite jade flute. Without any explanation or rejection, I forced it to recognize me as the master and it became mine.

The prince pretended not to care, his face was cold as if he had no power, but his heart was attached to his beloved. The scattered look in his eyes fell on my hand and gave it to the jade flute.

I pretended to be indifferent, and in front of the prince, I held on to the jade flute tightly and played the joyous music without making any sound...

The prince's eyes followed closely, reluctant to leave.

He Nu was unable to get the love he wanted and lost his beloved. I inexplicably felt some indescribable joy and happiness.

There is a sweet feeling in taking away what others like, and there is such joy in snatching away what others love.

No wonder every son of the Li family is a saint.

Unfortunately, I only had the chance to enjoy the joy of winning the prince's love just this once.

Perhaps the revenge for the flute was the root of all evil, or perhaps the prince's years of accumulated hatred had finally erupted.

It’s a pity that in the remaining eight years of my short life, everything I loved was plundered by the prince, and everything I liked was snatched away by the new king.

He Nu is a completely abominable vicious dog.

It was an unusual evening in late spring and early summer, the day before the eldest princess was to be born.

The air is filled with strange fragrance, the summer heat has just arrived, and the spring light is bright.

I picked up the pen and wrote just one word when I became careless and fell asleep on the desk in the East Palace.

The light stung me and woke me up, my body was trapped and unable to move. The prince unfolded his newly acquired folding fan, with a piece of black bamboo on the fan, which just happened to block out the spring glow for me.

I heard the man in the East Palace talking to himself in a low voice, as if he was whispering in my ear, but not really.

Clear yet vague, the laughter was filled with mockery, "Anu, if you don't strive for progress and don't study hard, you can only serve your brother with your beauty and treat your king with your beauty..."

While I was soundly asleep, the prince openly criticized me and scolded me for being ignorant.

Treating you with lust... is extremely humiliating.

Your Highness, the Crown Prince, either keeps silent or speaks lies, which is better than all the royal relatives and dignitaries.

The crown prince is the crown prince, the prince is the prince, and His Highness is His Highness. He has been the best at humiliating people since he was a child, and I will never forget it.

Treating you with my beauty may be me.

The maidservant who was favored and had the right to attend court was indeed him.

In my dream, I didn’t know that this was my last time to enter the East Palace.

The next day, the eldest princess was born, and the crown prince personally escorted her to the princess's residence. The people from Xianju Palace followed her all the way to accompany the eldest princess.

The princess was in full regalia for her wedding. In Taiji Palace, she walked around me, showing off her beautiful attire. She asked with a smile, "Can I surpass you today?"

I laughed and said, "The princess is like a fairy, a hundred times better than me."

The princess was overjoyed. She happily got into the bridal sedan and happily got married.

That evening, after witnessing the ceremony between the princess and her husband, I returned home, to the Yan family that I had not seen for a long time.

The eldest brother was lying in Yan's house, covered in blood and gasping for breath.

When the eldest princess got married, the emperor and empress loved her and went to the princess's house to bless her and show their favor.

When the Emperor and Empress were passing through Chang'an Avenue, the former Princess Yuyang, the youngest daughter of Crown Prince Guo, teamed up with the surrendered generals of the dynasty and assassinated them in the street.

The rebels were small and were all captured in a short time.

The Saint Queen was fine, just a little frightened.

My...brother was shot by the rebels and an arrow pierced his chest while trying to save the Saint Queen.

An arrow pierces the heart and no medicine can cure it.

Three days later, General Yan died.

After that, I was in Taiji Palace, under the imperial power of the Li family, and slowly came to the end of my road.