Chapter 314: No Hope Ahead

The princess's marriage meant leaving Kyoto and marrying a foreign country.

Marrying into Mongolia or the Hu tribe would be a good fate.

If you go to a place like the Han tribe or the Chi tribe, where they live a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood,

If a princess who is used to a life of luxury were to marry into that place, her life would be worse than death.

Seeing Song Zhao unable to hide his grief, the Queen Mother said:

"I think what the Imperial Concubine said is feasible. Anyway, the Emperor has no feelings for the Song family anymore. The Third Princess has a biological mother like her, so it is inevitable that she will not be favored by the Emperor. If they can get married in the future, and use one daughter to quell the war, it will be a merit for them mother and daughter."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Song Zhao, inadvertently giving her a look.

"Song, please go to the cold palace and stay there. For the sake of your two children, you must think it through carefully."

At this point, Xiao Jingheng said nothing more, and only said:

"Then follow the Queen Mother's wishes and move Song to the cold palace first."

Song Zhao bowed his head and thanked the emperor for his grace.

And now, there is only hatred in her eyes and heart.

The concubines watched her being taken away by the guards, some were happy, some were calm, and some were worried.

Just as Song Zhao was taken away from Chaoyang Palace, Xiao Jingheng said that he wanted to be alone for a while.

At this moment, Huipin began to feel nauseous for no reason.

Everyone hurriedly asked her what was wrong, but Huipin covered her cherry lips with her silk and said a little embarrassedly:

"I was too nervous just now. When I was nervous, I ate too much. Maybe I ate too much..."

Coming from the concubines, these words are really ridiculous.

But before anyone else could laugh, Chan'er, who was serving Huipin, said:

"Your Majesty's menstruation hasn't come yet, could it be..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingheng's worried expression eased a little, and he hurriedly asked the imperial physician who was serving in Chaoyang Palace to check Huipin's pulse.

This diagnosis indeed brought good news.

The imperial physician said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Concubine Hui is already over a month pregnant!"

Xiao Jingheng immediately showed some joy and hurriedly told Huipin to take a good rest.

Huipin was bewildered and incredulous. She kept touching her belly and only started to giggle after a while.

"That's great! Will my father and mother be able to enter the palace soon?"

Jamel Xiao responded to her, "Of course."

"Hehe~ Thank you, Your Majesty~"

When it was a happy occasion, the remaining concubines all congratulated Huipin, and some of them whispered to each other:

"You said that I haven't seen Huipin sleep with you for many times, how come she is pregnant?"

"Look at her. She can't even take care of herself. How can she be a mother? Forget it. Just think of it as a blessing for a fool."

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Song Zhao was sent to the cold palace that night.

The laws of the Qi Dynasty were strict, and no one would be implicated unless they were guilty of a crime punishable by death.

Therefore, when a concubine was banished to the cold palace, the maids serving her could find other ways out.

Even if one worked in hard and tiring places like the Sizhiku, the Huaniaosi, or the Huanyiju, as long as one could hold on until the age of 25, there would always be hope of leaving the palace.

But Yunshan insisted on going to the cold palace with Song Zhao. Even if Song Zhao got angry and forced her to leave, she refused.

Before she was sent to the cold palace, Song Zhao still tried to persuade her earnestly.

"Follow me, don't talk about leaving the palace in the future. Even your life and death are unpredictable. Why bother?"

Yunshan's eyes were red, but she said stubbornly:

"I have been following the young lady since I was young. I will never leave her!"

The girl wiped away her tears, held Song Zhao's hand tightly, and shook her head vigorously.

"Wherever the lady goes, I will go there. I will always be with you."

Song Zhao gently stroked her cheek, smiling with tears in his eyes.

It turned out that in this palace full of chilling coldness, there were still a few rays of warm and comforting light that could break through the shackles and shine on her.

In this way, Song Zhao no longer pushed her away, so as not to hurt the girl's feelings.

After this unexpected disaster,

Although Song Zhao was extremely sad, he was also extremely clear.

She would not allow herself to be trapped in this cold palace for the rest of her life.

She still has people she wants to protect, and revenge she wants to take.

No matter how hard and difficult the days are, she will grit her teeth and persevere, waiting for the future.

All the concubines who lived in the cold palace of the previous dynasty have died of old age.

The only person who had been sent to the cold palace in this dynasty was Concubine Shu Zhao Junruo, and she also went mad and died early.

When she was strolling in the palace in the past, Song Zhao had passed by the gate of the cold palace several times. When she saw the desolation of this place, she felt sad that people are like flowers, but once they lose the favor of the emperor, they will be abandoned like old shoes. It was really sad.

But she never expected that this place would become her final destination one day.

Compared with Changle Palace, this cold palace is extremely dilapidated.

Because no one has cleaned the yard for a long time, weeds have grown everywhere and the yard is desolate.

Compared with the imperial city of gold bricks and jade tiles, it seems extremely out of place.

The master and servant chose a room with undamaged walls to stay in temporarily.

Yunshan quickly made the bed for Song Zhao and said:

"Young lady is weak after giving birth, so please stay in bed and rest for a while. There is no charcoal in this cold palace, so I will look for some dry wood to roast first. Although there is some smoke, young lady must endure it. Young lady cannot get cold during confinement."

Song Zhao originally wanted to go with Yunshan, but Yunshan refused to let her work.

Song Zhaoguan couldn't persuade her, so he had to give in.

After Yunshan went down, Song Zhao stood in front of the bed, touching everything in the humble room.

The floating dust and dense spider webs reminded her of the days when she was locked up in the woodshed in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion and lived without seeing the sun.

At that time, she thought that leaving the Duke of Huguo's Mansion would mean escaping from the sea of ​​fire.

But I didn't know that I was just jumping from one sea of ​​fire into another cold cave...

He was suddenly in a daze, but was pulled back to reality by the sharp sound of a door being pushed open.

Song Zhao looked out the door.

It turned out to be Huipin, who was coming in the moonlight, carrying a food box in her hand.

"Sister Song, I'm here to see you..."

She ran to Song Zhao with a sad face, casually placed the food box on the dusty rough wooden table, then held Song Zhao's hand and said:

"Sister Song, I know you were wrongly accused. Don't be afraid, the emperor will surely find out the truth soon and rescue you!"

Song Zhao looked at her coldly.

She still has that innocent look on her face.

Her eyes were so clear, like gems that had never been tainted by worldly things.

"Why is Sister Song looking at me like that?" Concubine Hui pursed her lips, somewhat puzzled.

Song Zhao suddenly sneered and slowly pulled his hand out of her small palm.

"At this point, do you still want to pretend?"

"Sister Song?"

Huipin's face was full of surprise, and she blinked at Song Zhao again and again with her innocent and bright eyes.

Seeing Song Zhaowei's cold face,

Suddenly, the light in Huipin's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she covered her nose with her hands, laughing madly.

“Hahahahahahaha~”

The laughter was sinister and eerie like a night owl, making people feel sick and terrified.

She stood on tiptoe and came closer to Song Zhao, exhaled against Song Zhao's earrings, and said leisurely:

"Sister Song, you lose."