In the long street of the Cold Palace, Empress Fucha and Empress Wuya leaned against a pile of straw, staring blankly at the palace gate.
Beyond this long street lies the place where they find their freedom.
But since they were banished to the Cold Palace, they have never seen the Fourth Prince again. Now that the Imperial Laundry is on fire, the Fourth Prince must know about their situation, but he is unwilling to come and see if they are alright.
Suddenly, Lady Fucha's eyes turned venomous, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "You wretch!"
Uya turned to look at her, her eyes somewhat dazed. "What did you say?"
Empress Fucha stared at the area outside the palace gates. Although it was deserted, she gritted her teeth in hatred. "The Emperor still has some affection for us, but he has never come to see us. It must be that vile woman who has been gossiping about us to the Emperor!"
Uya was taken aback, then her eyes, like Fucha's, seemed to be filled with venom. "That's it! How could the Emperor be so heartless to us? It must be Nian and Niohuru, who are always gossiping in front of the Emperor, trying to get him to stay away from us!"
The two cursed Nian Shi and Lan Qin, completely disregarding how they had harmed others in the past.
Fucha said, "Meeting each other adds to the bond. In the end, it's because the Emperor never sees us. Otherwise, we could exchange a few words with him, and he wouldn't just listen to one side of the story and disregard our years of friendship!"
The two men's clothes were torn and barely covered their bodies. They also had some minor superficial injuries, but the anger in their chests burned like a raging fire.
The fire in Xinzheku was the result of Uya's scheme.
She was fed up with being confined to the cold palace and only wanted the Fourth Prince to come and see her. So she orchestrated this fire, thinking that the Fourth Prince would still remember their past affection and come to see them. But she never expected that it would all be for nothing.
Thinking of this, Lady Wuya couldn't help but sob. She sighed, looked at the square sky, and reminisced about her days outside. "If only I could see the Emperor! In this harem, who can we rely on? Who is willing to help us?"
Upon hearing this, Empress Fucha was suddenly taken aback and said, "Empress, perhaps the Empress will help us!"
The thought of the Empress filled her with excitement, and she looked at Uya with bright eyes.
Uya looked at her in a daze, when suddenly she saw the door outside being pushed open with a creak, raising a layer of dust from the door.
"Greetings, ladies." The person who entered was dressed in a light purple qipao, with a beaming smile on her face. Although her attire was simple, her elegance was undeniable.
Isn't this Lingxiu, the Empress's attendant? It's true what they say, speak of the devil and he appears.
Fucha stood up excitedly. Because she had been squatting for too long, her head was a little dizzy. She stumbled and ran towards Lingxiu. "Lingxiu, did Her Majesty the Empress send you to pick me up?"
Uya crawled over, tears streaming down her face, "Quick, take me out of here!"
Seeing their disheveled state and dirty clothes, Lingxiu took two steps back, but still smiled and said, "Her Majesty the Empress said that she is willing to help you, but everything depends on your own fate. If you want to regain the Emperor's favor, you might as well ask your father to put in some effort."
Lady Fucha was taken aback, staring blankly at her, as if she understood something, and murmured to herself, "My father?"
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