Chapter Twenty-Three: Daily Survival
Nan Wan knelt upright on the ground: "I don't want to marry His Majesty."
The old lady smiled gently, holding her teacup: "This is not a matter of whether you want it or not. This is just a notification. His Majesty issued an edict half a month ago to bestow upon you the title of Empress, and tomorrow is the coronation ceremony."
Nan Wan straightened her neck and resisted, but was silenced by the old lady's words.
"If you behave and get married tomorrow, I will let Duan Xingyue accompany you to the palace. If you don't go to the palace, then he will go to hell. Whether Duan Xingyue lives or dies is your own decision."
The old lady stood up, looking down at Nan Wan with an indifferent and contemptuous expression.
It's like looking at a piece of trash.
Nan Wan once again felt the cold and ruthless class divisions of this ancient world.
"Help the future empress to try on the phoenix robe and the phoenix crown, as these are not for ordinary people."
Nan Wan collapsed to the ground, struggling to prevent the maid from touching her: "Aren't you afraid that I'll gain favor after entering the palace and take revenge on you?"
The old lady stood to the side, personally adjusting her phoenix robe. Upon hearing this, she smiled politely. Every move she made carried the charm of a young lady raised in a noble family. Even though her youthful beauty had faded, her temperament was still captivating.
This is how they maintain the most elegant demeanor while doing the most terrifying things.
Nan Wan thought this was incredibly cool when she read the novel.
When it happened to me, all I could say was, "Damn it, I have to talk about it."
"Do you really think His Majesty would genuinely like a boorish girl like you? He's just using you as a pawn." The old lady lifted her phoenix robe, the gold-embroidered robe gleaming in the sunlight.
It's really beautiful.
How arrogant!
Nan Wan was helped to change her clothes and put on her phoenix crown. The old lady reached out, pinched Nan Wan's chin, and looked at the girl's face, which was red with anger, and her wet eyes. She couldn't help but smile.
"I feel sorry for her."
Nan Wan's body stiffened abruptly as she stared at the old lady in disbelief.
Don't tell me this person doesn't understand what "I feel pity for you" means.
"Tsk tsk tsk, remember, your lover's life is in your own hands." The old lady pinched Nan Wan's cheek, seemingly in a suddenly good mood, and turned to leave with her maids and servants.
As soon as Nan Wan saw the old lady's figure disappear, her tense body suddenly seemed to lose all support, and she collapsed to the ground.
The Imperial Palace.
Gu Congxin stood on the bird stand, watching Gu Yanjing, who was half-lying on the bed studying some unknown object, and remained as quiet as a chicken.
"Do you think Nan Wan will run away tomorrow?" In her heart, which is more important, Duan Xingyue or freedom?
Modern girls are probably more concerned with people; they've been taught to be too kind.
Gu Congxin gave Gu Yanjing a trembling smile.
The parrot's laugh is a bit ugly.
"No way." Looking at those skinny arms and legs, and that tiny brain the size of a walnut, they basically don't have the ability or intelligence to run away.
"However, Your Majesty, will your wife be angry?" You're getting married to another woman tomorrow, even though I know it's fake, but given her jealousy...
I have a feeling that Nan Wan is going to die a terrible death.
"My home? My home is just me, who else is there?" Gu Yanjing didn't even lift his eyelids, but silently burned the thing in his hand until there were no ashes left.
Gu Congxin: ...I'm wiping, wiping, wiping.
So brutal, so terrifying.
Gu Congxin forced a smile: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't you still have me at home? I am also Your Majesty's family."
Full of survival instinct, don't praise it, it's just routine.
Survival in daily life.
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