Even the one who was raped once accepted his fate, thinking that marrying him would be a blessing in misfortune.
Now I know that everything is just a joke.
My heart is not without pain. The tea is cold before the person leaves. The love of an emperor is as thin as a piece of paper. I am just another Princess Xinya or Princess Jieya.
Because of the persuasion of Empress Zhang and others, she once reflected on whether she had really gone too far! However, the occasional uneasiness was completely healed by this moment.
This also completely eliminated the last trace of concern in my heart, and felt relieved.
She looked at the endless stream of palace maids with unusual calmness, all of them beaming with joy.
At this time, I also noticed that there were many concubines admiring flowers along the way - they were not admiring flowers, but looking at other people's honors and watching the wind in the bleak autumn.
This is the sorrow of women in the harem. Perhaps, such glory has patronized them before. When everyone is lucky, they always think that a man's favor will last a lifetime, and they always think that except for themselves, he will never be sincere to others.
I always think that I am the last!
In fact, no one can be the last.
The world lacks everything except young and beautiful women.
There are beauties from generation to generation, and each one leads the way for a few months.
In fact, Your Majesty the Emperor, he has no true feelings for anyone.
Some people also found Feng Zhaoyi and were even more surprised.
What surprised them was not that Feng Zhaoyi, who had been relegated to the cold palace, actually came out to hang out, but her clothes. In the past, every time they saw her, she was dressed in gorgeous and exquisite clothes, equivalent to the palace clothes of a queen, infinitely honorable and supreme.
Everyone once thought it was a peak that was insurmountable.
Unexpectedly, the situation went downhill, and Shai Rong unexpectedly happened with a snap of his fingers.
The Feng Zhaoyi of the past is now the abandoned concubine in the cold palace.
She was wearing a gray robe, and her hair was tied back casually. There was no jewelry on her body. Therefore, she was even thinner, pale, and clean.
Everyone was originally infinitely jealous, but at this moment, they understood the infinite sadness and desolation.