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"Yes! It's me!"

Yang Chaoxue stared at the angry man in front of her with bloodshot eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, so painful that it was difficult for her to breathe.

"Brother Nan Heng, you clearly said that you only love me, but you care so much about Song Jin, it makes me so jealous!"

"We have been childhood sweethearts. I know your mind very well. You said you wanted to get close to Song Jin just for the Song family's wealth. Now ask yourself, do you really not care about her?"

Tears fell like pearls from a broken string, sliding down Yang Chaoxue's snowy cheeks.

Her infatuated eyes lingered on Xu Nanheng's face, tears couldn't stop falling, and she looked like she loved him so much that she would do such a stupid thing.

Xu Nanheng held her in his arms with a distressed look on his face, and coaxed her softly, "Chao Xue, of course I love you. Song Jin is now resentful of me, and we must not let her find out now, otherwise everything we have done will be in vain."

"Don't worry, when my great cause is accomplished, you will be my only queen!"

Yang Chaoxue pushed him away suddenly, covered her mouth and laughed out loud, looking a little crazy.

She pointed at him with tears in her eyes, her expression sad: "I am now the prince's concubine, a concubine. How can I marry Brother Yu Nanheng? How can I be the queen? How will the world view me?"

Faced with Xu Nanheng's promise, she was sober and immersed.

Although she knew that these were just verbal promises and no one knew whether they would change in the end, she could not give up her feelings for Xu Nanheng.

She had loved Xu Nanheng for nine years, and had been moved for half her life just because of a piece of cake he gave her.

That was her warmest time.

Yang Chaoxue grabbed his hand, like a drowning person grabbing duckweed: "Brother Nanheng, for you I am willing to marry the prince as a concubine. I don't ask Brother Nanheng to marry me, but I won't allow Song Jin! I won't allow her to marry Brother Nanheng!"

Xu Nanheng couldn't comfort her at all, he was simply unresponsive.

He suppressed his irritation and explained softly, "Chao Xue, if she doesn't marry me, how can I get the Song family's property? I guarantee you, she won't live long."

Yang Chaoxue stopped talking, staring at him with her tear-red eyes, the murderous intent in her heart raging wildly.

She was crying and laughing, looking extremely crazy.

Xu Nanheng frowned and looked at her: "Chao Xue..."

With her bare hands wrapped around his neck, Yang Chaoxue looked up at him, her moist eyes filled with a bright smile.

She stood on tiptoe, raised her neck to meet him, and her red lips pressed against his slightly cool thin lips.

In an instant.

The scene was charming and graceful, with necks entwined and the couple making love.

*

On Xu Nanheng's birthday, Song Jin followed him into the palace.

Because of her selfishness, Concubine Liang committed a serious mistake and was trapped in the Taichang Palace for the rest of her life. The Taichang Palace was remote and quiet, and there was no one on the palace roads.

Xu Nanheng pushed open the heavy palace door.

"Mother, I am here to see you."

There wasn't even a palace maid in the Taichang Palace.

Song Jin looked around. White gauze was drying on bamboo poles, layer upon layer. It actually made him feel a little chilly at the sight.

The surrounding environment is clean. It is impossible for Liangpin alone to keep it so clean. I think there must be palace maids to clean it.

The dull sound of a wooden fish came.

Song Jin walked behind him and saw a gray figure kneeling in front of the white jade Guanyin statue.

"Mother."

The sound of the wooden fish stopped.

Liangpin slowly opened her eyes, her eyes calm and still: "Heng'er, you're here."

Xu Nanheng knelt on the cushion to her left and said, "I have brought your daughter-in-law with me. Jinjin, come here quickly."

"I have seen the queen."

Song Jin knelt down obediently, glanced at the burning incense, and looked at Liangpin with a curled lip.

Xu Nanheng introduced her: "Mother, this is Song Jin, the young lady of the Song family in Qingzhou, and your future daughter-in-law."

Liangpin looked at her sideways, her indifferent eyes showing no emotion at all.

After a while, she nodded: "Not bad. I don't have anything valuable here, so this bracelet can be considered a meeting gift."

After that, she took off the oil green bracelet on her wrist.

Song Jin recognized the bracelet at a glance as the precious imperial concubine bracelet.

The bracelet of Guifei is oval in shape, with good water head, smooth and oily surface, and the lines of the jade body are even smoother. When you tap it lightly, there will be a clear and melodious sound that is pleasing to the ears.

Song Jin hesitated and didn't dare to take it. The next second he heard him say, "Jin Jin, take it."

Only then did she dare to accept it, but she felt conflicted inside.

She wanted to break off the engagement with Xu Nanheng, so she shouldn't accept the imperial concubine bracelet!

But now she had no way to refuse.

Liangpin turned around and started chatting with Xu Nanheng about family matters. She tried to reduce her presence and didn't want to join in their conversation.

After a while, Liangpin smiled and said, "Let's stop here for today. Heng'er, I have something to say to Miss Song, you wait outside for a while."

Xu Nanheng had no doubts: "Yes, mother, please take good care of yourself. I will come back next year."

"Um."

Song Jin's knees were a little sore from kneeling.

Although I was kneeling, I couldn't stand kneeling for so long.

Liangpin turned to look at her, with a smile in her eyes: "It's hard for you to kneel with me for so long, get up."

Being seen through, Song Jin's cheeks turned slightly red, and he stood up rubbing his knees.

"Come for a walk with me."

Song Jin couldn't figure out her intention, so he nodded and followed her out.

The Taichang Palace was too quiet, so quiet that it was somewhat lonely. Concubine Liang lived alone in the huge palace, with no one to talk to. Only at this time of year could she see her son.

It was a pleasant surprise to meet my future daughter-in-law this year.

However...

Liangpin looked at her, her eyes seemed to see through everything: "Miss Song, are you still hesitant about your marriage with Heng'er?"

Song Jin was stunned. The women in the harem really had sharp eyes.

Unable to conceal it, she said half true and half false: "Your Majesty, you have a good eye. I am of humble origins and have this luck because of the mercy of God. In the eyes of others, I am marrying above my station."

"You mean, you feel you are not worthy of Heng'er?"

"no."

Song Jin has never thought about whether she is worthy of Xu Nanheng. It was like this in her previous life and it is also like this in this life.

He, Xu Nanheng, only had the identity of a prince, but her Song family was very wealthy, and she, Song Jin, was not a foolish dandy. Not to mention how proficient she was in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she was not extremely bad either.

How could she not be worthy of Xu Nanheng?

Her father taught her that one should not belittle oneself.

Liangpin's eyes flashed with sarcasm: "Then why are you dissatisfied with this marriage?"

Song Jin pretended to be embarrassed, and after struggling for a while, he finally spoke: "My queen, it's not that I am dissatisfied, but I am afraid of dying. Since the marriage fell through, I have been framed by others several times and almost died. I am trapped in nightmares every day. I really can't stand it, so I have the idea of ​​canceling the engagement."

Liangpin was silent. She had not asked about the outside world for many years.

After a long while, she asked, "Does Heng'er know?"

"Your Highness doesn't know."

"... Forget it." Liangpin shook her head, her eyes vague, staring at a certain place in a daze, "I will not ask about the affairs between you two. I was taught a lesson when I was young and ignorant, and my sharp temper was smoothed by this Taichang Palace. Now I have figured it out. Things in the world cannot be forced. Forget it! Forget it!"

Song Jin's lips trembled a little.

Liangpin's eyes fell on the noble concubine bracelet on her wrist.

The slender jade hands are slender and can be grasped tightly. This is a beauty.

“It’s really beautiful.”

Her eyes became infatuated, and she recalled that when she was young, she also had jade bracelets on her bare hands and looked forward to the drainage.

"I will give you the bracelet as a gift. I don't need it on a daily basis."

Song Jin bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

*

When Song Jin came out of Taichang Palace, he didn't see anyone.

Did Xu Nanheng abandon her?

She frowned, recalling the way she had come when the eunuch trotted towards her not far away.

"Miss Song, His Majesty the Seventh Prince has ordered me to take you out of the palace."

Song Jin raised his eyebrows, still having some conscience.

"Um."

She was unfamiliar with the imperial palace. After following the eunuch for a while, she felt that the surrounding environment was even more desolate than that in the Taichang Palace.

Alarm bells quietly sounded in my heart.

She stared at the eunuch's back and asked, "Why is this road getting further and further away? I remember that the road to Taichang Palace is not like this?"

The eunuch kept walking and replied calmly, "It's not the same. There are taboos in the Taichang Palace. I took a detour to leave the palace with you."

These words might be enough to fool a young lady who was entering the palace for the first time, but Song Jin had experienced life and death, so she was more sensitive to her surroundings and felt more and more that something was wrong.

She pretended not to notice anything, then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Eunuch, what are the taboos in the Taichang Palace? Can you tell me about them?"

The eunuch took advantage of the fact that she couldn't see his face, and saw murderous intent and impatience in his eyes. He glanced around and decided that it was not the right time to take action yet.

So he controlled his temper and started talking nonsense so that she would let down her guard.

"I will tell you, young lady, please don't tell anyone."

"Uh-huh!"

"In fact, it was a crime committed by Concubine Liang in the past. When she was first imprisoned in the Taichang Palace, Concubine Liang refused to give up and kept making trouble in the palace. She used all kinds of tricks, even pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare the serving palace maids and eunuchs. Now no one in the palace is willing to go to the Taichang Palace, so they have to sneak in to clean it and come out immediately after cleaning..."

As the eunuch spoke, he paid attention to what was happening behind him.

After a while, his eyes darkened and he turned around abruptly.

There was no one behind him.

“Damn it!”

*

Song Jin ran breathlessly, not daring to stop for a moment.

Thanks to the Qigong she learned for fun in her early years, it was not a problem for her to hide for a while.

Fortunately, the eunuch's martial arts skills were not very good. If he was replaced by someone with better martial arts skills, she would not be able to fool him with this little trick.

The palace was silent, with only Song Jin's rapid breathing as the sound.

She ran as fast as she could along the same route. As long as she met the patrolling guards, she would be safe!

"Young lady."

A cold voice suddenly exploded in my ears.

Song Jin's hair stood on end and his head rushed forward.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me.

The eunuch held the dagger in his hand, staring at her quick movements with gloomy eyes.

Song Jin's eyes widened and he shouted, "I have never offended you. Who sent you to kill me?"

"This place is remote, and there are few guards patrolling here during the day. No matter how loud you shout, no one will come to rescue you."

His intention was seen through, and Song Jin immediately turned around and ran away.

The eunuch sneered, flew over, grabbed her shoulders, turned her over, and stabbed her heart with the dagger in his hand!

The pupils shrank suddenly.

Song Jin grabbed the snow-white sword with his bare hands, and instantly the bright red blood stained his palms, flowing down along the seams between his fingers and staining the fabric on his chest.

"It's no use."

The power disparity between men and women.

Since I can't stop the dagger from falling, at least I can't let it pierce my heart.

Song Jin gritted his teeth and used all his strength to make the dagger deviate a little.

“Hmm!”

She was most afraid of pain, but now she had to endure it.

The eunuch lost his patience, and pushed her hand away, ready to stab her in the heart.