900. Chapter 900 The singing in the depths of the cold palace [04]
Shen Mingzhu smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? Just walk around and take a look. Those are people too and won't hurt others. Otherwise, they wouldn't be allowed to be locked up in the cold palace."
The little eunuch smiled and said: "Master Shen is right. Those people who are locked up in the cold palace are very incompetent and will not hurt others. If they dare to show their claws to Master Shen, I will not let anyone send them food."
Give it to them, and they will be honest after two days of starvation."
He looked proud, as if he was the master of this place.
Shen Mingzhu frowned slightly. Seeing that the little eunuch was very attentive in guiding her, she reminded her: "Little father-in-law, although they are from the cold palace, they are still human beings after all. As long as they have not offended you, they will be with you."
If there is no hatred, you should not take the initiative to bully others, lest you suffer retribution one day."
Don't bully the elderly and children, and don't bully women who are filled with hatred, otherwise you won't know when you will be retaliated against.
Xiao Luzi had heard a lot about Shen Mingzhu, so as soon as she asked for someone to lead the way, he immediately stepped forward to serve her. When she heard her say this, her tone was still so slow and leisurely, without any hint of fireworks. Plus, here
Although it was midsummer, it felt so cold that he couldn't help but shiver. He nodded quickly and said, "Master Shen, I remember this."
Although Master Shen is a woman, she can become a royal censor at such a young age, and can also be taken care of by His Majesty and moved into the palace for medical treatment. It must be not easy, but he is still obedient.
As I was walking, I heard a burst of plaintive singing coming from somewhere. The singing was like weeping and complaining, but it was not clear. It was like mist spreading, gradually filling the air, making people feel immersed in a kind of sadness.
Shen Mingzhu was surprised, how could someone be so powerful and sing a song and be able to resonate with people like this? She almost cried.
She turned to look at the girls. Except for Biyun, almost all of them had red eyes.
She couldn't help but frown and asked: "Xiaoluzi, who lives there and who is singing?"
Xiao Luzi looked at it and said with a smile: "There are some crazy palace people there, they are all in that courtyard. It has been so long that we don't even know who they are. Anyway, there are quite a few of them. When the late Emperor
Those who are crazy, and some are crazy now, anyway, as long as they are crazy, they will be sent there."
Shen Mingzhu listened attentively, and the singing was like crying and complaining. The singing was lingering and pathos, sad and painful, and it was also very organized. It didn't sound like it was sung by a madman, but maybe it had been sung for many years and it might have become a habit.
"Miss Shen."
Suddenly someone called her.
Although she had brought a group of people with her, a stranger suddenly called her name in this cold palace. Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but feel her scalp numb, and immediately turned around to look.
The sun is getting a little thin now, but the summer is long, so it’s not dark yet.
But the night in this cold palace seemed to come earlier, and it was a bit eerie. The withered grass at the base of the wall was swaying in the wind, making people feel as if there were many dangerous things lurking there, and they couldn't help but feel nervous.
Shen Mingzhu turned around and looked over, and saw a figure that seemed to be frozen in the dusk. The figure was very slim and tall, and its skin had a dazzling white color in the afterglow of the setting sun.
She was wearing the clothes of a concubine, so she was certainly not a palace maid.
