In the autumn of the fourth year of Emperor Yunwu of the Zhou Dynasty, there was a severe drought.
"Uh... who is it? Let go!"
Wei Shuyi was walking on the corridor when someone suddenly hugged his waist from behind and dragged him into a dark little room nearby.
The man reeked of alcohol and said forcefully, "Be my antidote, and I won't treat you unfairly."
The hand that was tightly clenching the bright yellow cuffs suddenly loosened. In the sultry evening, in the compartment deep in the Nine-Curve Corridor, there was a constant sound of panting.
She didn't dare resist the emperor, letting his thin lips lick her earlobe. She clung feebly to his wheat-colored arm, enduring the ebb and flow of his passion. The damp heat, mingled with the woman's body fragrance, thunder followed by a low roar, then fell silent.
Wei Shuyi lay on the couch, biting his lower lip tightly.
The emperor, who had vented his anger several times behind her, turned over and lay down on the bed, his still hot fingertips stroking her back.
When his eyes fell on the red plum blossoms, he said reluctantly, "Which palace are they from?"
"I am in the Imperial Food Bureau."
"I will remember your contribution."
After another stick of incense had passed, there was a rustling sound, and someone helped her up and left through the side door.
"Sister Ah Shu, what's going on? Didn't Auntie in charge of medicine assign you to deliver the medicine to the main lady?"
The person who asked the question was Meng Qingzhi, a little girl from the Pharmacy Department and her best friend.
Wei Shuyi's waist ached so much that he wanted to cry but couldn't. "I had already sent the medicine, but on the way back, someone took it into the house."
"Eunuch Yang, who was by the emperor's side, secretly sent someone to tell him that I was afraid something might happen to you, so I took this job." Meng Qingzhi sighed, "I never thought that the person the emperor would summon would be you!"
"Ah Qing, promise me not to tell anyone else!" She suddenly stopped and whispered, "If the head pharmacist asks, just say you were delayed by something at the palace banquet."
The other party obviously couldn't understand her intention and frowned tightly, "Sister Ah Shu, it's a good thing to be favored by the emperor! Once you become a concubine, you won't have to continue to be a slave. This is something others can't ask for..."
"I have no intention of becoming a noble, I just want to leave the palace as soon as possible. If you truly recognize me as your sister, forget everything you saw and keep this secret!"
The little girl drooped her brows, but finally took her arm and nodded.
That night, there was a downpour that never stopped.
Wei Shuyi leaned against the window, letting the drizzle wet her face. It was unclear whether the heavens were lamenting her current situation or reminding her of her bitter past.
Ten years ago, the aristocratic Wei family fell into decline due to treason, and her parents desperately sent her into the palace as a slave. Concealing her identity, she started as a lowly maid in the laundry department, and through hard work, she finally achieved the stability she has today.
To celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday, the Emperor pardoned a group of maids from the palace, and she was on the list. She only needed to survive a month to be able to leave the palace and reunite with her younger brother and sister-in-law.
But unexpectedly...
Thinking of the emperor's strong embrace and his breathing close to her ear, she sighed after feeling embarrassed.
The only female historian Ashu left in the world is Wei's legitimate daughter Shuyi!
Therefore, the daughter of a guilty minister did not dare to hope for the path to favor and promotion!
She didn't know that someone in the Hall of Eternal Life was also worried: "Your Majesty, it's difficult for me to find someone with just a dropped earring. How about..."
"Your Majesty! There's a palace maid outside who wants to see you. She says she has something to ask you!"
The emperor, lying on his side on the couch, looked up at the young eunuch who rushed in and waved his hand: "Announce."
A person in blue stepped over the threshold and disappeared into the night.
This autumn rain came at the right time. After irrigating the farmland for several days, the sky cleared up again.
Along with this auspicious omen, which spread throughout the Yonghua Palace, was the news that Meng Qingzhi, a maid in the Shangshi Bureau, had skipped her rank and become a ninth-rank imperial maid.
"In the past, maids who became concubines always started out as the lowest-ranking official." The medicine lady watched the group leave and murmured to herself, "It's a blessing for her that the emperor values this girl so much."
Wei Shuyi stood behind his aunt as usual, looking at the beautiful woman in the sedan chair from afar, and understood what was going on.
Before leaving the palace, she wouldn't mind letting her good sister who treated her sincerely borrow some money.
Half a month passed in a flash.
Meng Qingzhi, who had become a wise imperial concubine, came to the Imperial Food Bureau specially. After dismissing the servants, she quickly held her hands and said apologetically, "Sister Ah Shu, I'm tired of living a hard life. Since you don't want it, I'll take the credit for your work. Do you blame me?"
"Silly boy, you didn't take my place in the palace, I'm not that stingy!"
It can be seen that Meng Qingzhi is living a good life.
Her jewelry jingled and her clothes were made of top-quality materials. This was the treatment that Wei Shuyi received as a legitimate daughter.
"I knew it, Sister Ah Shu treats me the best! When you leave the palace, I will definitely give you generous gifts and let you return in glory!" Meng Qingzhi's eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on her earlobe. "Huh? Where are the pair of earrings that Sister wore when she swore brotherhood with me?"
"I lost one somewhere before, so I just picked it."
"Where's the other one?"
Wei Shuyi had no doubts: "I don't like broken things, so I threw it away."
Meng Qingzhi nodded slightly, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then left with the servants.
Everyone else said that the new imperial concubine was humble and even went to visit old friends to reminisce about the past, earning her a very good reputation.
A few days later, Wei Shuyi was in a hurry to return to the Pharmacy to deliver the newly arrived medicinal herbs, and he accidentally bumped into a palace maid.
"Who is this blind bastard! You offended an important person, how many lives do you have to pay for it?"
She subconsciously knelt down to apologize. In terms of rank, a female historian was higher than a palace maid, so she had already made a concession.
Unexpectedly, the other party was relentless: "Are you disrespecting our young master? Kneel down!"
She looked up and saw Meng Qingzhi standing not far away with a smile on her face.
"What are you looking at? Be careful or I'll gouge out your eyes!"
As she spoke, she was kicked in the knee. She could not hold on for a moment and fell to the ground. The herbs also rolled all over the place, and she looked extremely miserable.
A pair of brocade two-tone hibiscus embroidered shoes caught her eye. A woman with perfect makeup leaned over and hooked her chin: "There is a difference in status between masters and servants. Ah Shu, you must have forgotten?"
Wei Shuyi looked directly into the almond-shaped eyes of the person in front of him, and the original innocence and clarity were completely replaced by calculation.
Her good sister Meng Qingzhi, no, it should be Hui Yu Nu, now looked more like a poisoned blade, ready to pierce her throat at any moment.
"Please forgive me, my lord."
"It's just a small matter, how could I blame you?" Meng Qingzhi sighed softly, "I only blame myself for being kind. I went to that filthy place specifically to give you a chance to live, but you didn't cherish it."
"What?!"
With a slap, Wei Shuyi was slapped!
The long armor scratched her flesh, causing a burning pain!
The popular Hui Yunu stood up straight again and shouted, "The lady in the Imperial Food Bureau has no respect for the superiors and speaks disrespectfully. She shall be punished with thirty strokes of the cane, immediately!"
She covered her face and practically gnashed her teeth: "You want to kill me?!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Ah Shu." The other person stepped on her bun, slowly crushing it, and responded in a very light voice, "Compared to sisterhood, I believe more in the mute dead."
It's so!
Two young eunuchs held her up and stuffed rags into her mouth, while another held a board to torture her.
The convulsions of the body and the bloodstains on the clothes were muffled by the sobs and no one noticed.
Wei Shuyi's hair was disheveled, and the number "three" written on her palm filled her with heartache beyond words. She only needed to wait three more days to leave the palace, so why had she been struck by such a sudden disaster at this very moment?!
She really hates it!
I hate the cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest and I want to eradicate it completely!
"My lord, it seems he is out of breath."
"Throw it in a mass grave, and be careful not to be discovered."
She half-opened her eyes, and all she could see was the emerald green skirt. Black and white changed before her eyes, until finally only dark brown mud and sand remained to accompany her.
Am I going to die?
Wei Shuyi slowly closed his eyes, but heard a man shouting, "The person is there!"
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