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Chapter 1: Conspiracy to Murder
In Dongze Dynasty.
At the end Yunqi 31st year.
When Emperor Yun Qi collapsed, it snowed heavily and the sky and earth were only white, as if the heavens were adding a heavy sorrow to the national mourning. The Emperor's soul was stopped((keep a coffin in a temporary shelter before burial), the scriptures were raised, the fasting was completed, and he was admitted to the Imperial Temple seven days later.
The following day, inside and
outside the Imperial palace was filled with red lights and red silks. The Qionglou
Palace was transformed and filled with a strong atmosphere of celebration.
As the sun rises and the moon sets, the old and the new change. In the imperial
household, the grief of that passing will soon be replaced by the joy of the
enthronement of a new Emperor. This has always been the case, not to mention
the fact that change of Sovereign brings change of ministers. Everyone is
planning for their own future, especially in this place of paramount importance
and power!
The moonlight shone on the
unmelted snow on the roofs, making it very cold.
In the Imperial Harem.
At Xi Shan Palace, the
vermilion door was closed, only two eunuchs with dim lanterns were patrolling
shiveringly outside the courtyard door, the creaking sound carried far away in
the silent night, suddenly their footsteps stopped: from far and near, there
were more urgent and chaotic footsteps coming....
Inside the house, the
charcoal braziers were long extinguished. The room is as cold as outside. A frail woman sitting there shivering around a
blanket.
The door slammed open, a
cold breeze rushed in, the candle on the table shook violently a few times and
the light came back on. The woman remained seated in the same position as
before, not moving, but slowly raising her eyes. When she saw the person who
was coming in, a cold smile rose at the corners of her mouth.
"The day after
tomorrow will be the day Ben Wang ascends the throne." The man's
voice was even colder than this gust of wind.
The expression on the
woman's face remained unchanged as she looked up after a long time, glanced at
him and said faintly, "Congratulations!"
"Considering the
strength of help you have given me to ascend the throne of the Ninth
Five(imperial throne). As long as you drink this abortion soup and abort the
illegitimate child in your belly, Empress standing by my side the day after tomorrow
can still be you!" His voice was as faint as water, but every word was
like a knife.
Hearing this, the woman on the bed
stared, her eyes stern with disdain, her silver teeth clenched: "The door
is there, Wangye please make yourself comfortable!"
Then turned her head away with a look of arrogance and disdain.
"An Qingran,
don't refuse only to be forced to drink the wine*!” The man's face finally
rippled. "You are a woman who didn’t keep women’s virtues. Ben Wang
doesn't mind, but you're getting all worked up!"
*to refuse a toast only
to be forced to drink a forfeit; fig. to hesitate to do sth until forced to do
even more
"I have said all that needs to
be said, believe it or not, this child is yours!"
"Of
course Ben Wang does not believe in it, you quickly drink this medicine,
we have been married for three years, it is better not to force my hand!"
The black liquid in the bowl of medicine in the man's hand glowed with a fishy
smell as he approached step by step.
"Dongfang Ye, you are so
desperate!" Under An Qingran's eyes was intense sorrow and hatred.
“An Qingran, why do you have to
make yourself look bad like this ...... Someone, come. Stand up Consort An for Ben
Wang, Ben Wang wants to personally serve Consort An with her
medicine!" With his voice, four or five palace men came in and came
forward.
"Dare you?" An
Qingran's eyes swept over the crowd, her arrogant expression causing those
palace people's footsteps to pause. At this moment, Kang Wang Dongfang Ye
sneered twice, and those palace people immediately stepped forward and held An
Qingran down left and right.
Despite the struggle, most
of the bitter medicine still fell into her belly. An Qingran crouched on the
bed as a sharp pain shot through her stomach. She glared at Dongfang Ye, her
eyes like knives, and the pain that followed left her speechless. Soon blood
flowing down, her heart and soul ache, her baby ......
After a moment of disorientation, she
heard the sound of a child crying.
She struggled to open her eyes, She saw that
some time ago there was a woman in a gorgeous dress in the room.The gold
hairpin on her head hurt her eyes, but what hurt her heart was the fact that
she was holding a one-year-old baby in her arms, who looked as if he had been
made from the same mould as the man beside her. He was crying and tugging at
her lapels, but the woman only looked at her, her face smiling like a flower:
"Jiejie, does it hurt?"
An Qingran worked hard to focus: "An
Yanran? You..."
"Come, son, call ayi(maternal aunt), yo no, should call da niang(eldest
mother)? Kang Wang, what do you think our son should call my Jiejie?"
The smile on her lips reached the corners of her eyes.
"Your ...... son?" An Qingran
looked at her half-sister with shock brought on by great heartache!
"Of course, Jiejie,
is it hard for you to be so clever that you don't know that Kang Wang loves
me?" An Yanran's delicate face was full of smugness.
Her dress was already soaked with
blood, she felt her life slowly draining away, and seeing An Yanran's extremely
beautiful face smiling like a flower, she shook her head with a bitter smile,
"You guys ......"
"For the sake of you being my Jiejie,
meimei might as well tell you, do you think that you are the one that
Kang Wang loves? We have been together for a long time. Also, our son is by
rights the eldest son. Therefore, Wangye has promised to make my son the
crown prince, so the child in your belly cannot be born, do you
understand?" Saying that, she took another step closer and brought that
little pink ball-like child towards An Qingran's eyes and said: "Jiejie,
so what if you are one of the top four beauties in the capital, so what if you
are the (Di)first born daughter of the General's residence? In the end,
you're still unloved by a man, and you can't even keep your own child?"
An Yanran's voice was filled with
undisguised smugness, she was no longer the little girl who followed her Jiejie
around all day long.
An Qingran's heart was saddened
as she looked behind her at the man standing with his long body. He was
actually calm at the moment. Perhaps, what An Yanran said was exactly what he
was thinking, right?
Despair spread from her
heart and soon consumed her. The child was gone, the man she loved was a
scumbag, her own sister was so vicious, she was a failure!
Looking at An Qingran's
desperate eyes, An Yanran didn't let go, but only said softly, "There is
another thing you don't know, Kang Wang and I both know clearly that the one in
your belly is not an illegitimate child ......"
An Qingran's mind flashed
back to the incident of Kang Wang 'catching adultery'. She had somehow fallen
asleep that day, and when she woke up, there was a strange man beside her, and
Kang Wang arrived at that very moment ......
An Qingran smiled bitterly, she had
once fallen into the water accidentally which left her with uterine cold and
had been unable to have a pregnancy, for this reason she also felt deeply
apologetic to Kang Wang, so it was not easy to have one, but ......
"You ...... are
despicable!" The voice squeezed out from her teeth, An Qingran's eyes
spewed fire.
An Yanran seemed satisfied
with her expression and took a step back: "There are two more things you
don't know, our lord Father passed away a few days ago. And the one who now
manages the General's residence is my younger brother, An Mingxuan ...... It
seems that you, the eldest daughter of the first blood, have now become an
orphan, how pitiful!"
"You!" The heart
seemed to be ripped out, An Qingran pointed her finger at the two men and women
on the floor of the house. Her throat rattled, but she could not utter a single
word, that hatred was frozen at the bottom of her eyes, while her arms dropped.
The residual consciousness
made An Qing Ran vow that if she lived again, she would return the favour and
kill this pair of dogs with her own hands and protect her loved ones, not to
let anyone step on her head!
A wisp of fragrant soul floated out and dissipated
in the cold north wind......
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