When she woke up on November 1, it was raining lightly, and there was a soft moistness floating in the space between the drizzle. The medicine-colored aura of the entire dormitory showed that she had slept for a long time. What to do when she woke up? It was better than before
It's better to be drowned. Anyway, if she wakes up alive, it's just the beginning of another torture.
Although I think so, since I am alive, I have to make plans while living.
Should she be grateful to Qi Mingye for her cruel treatment? Otherwise, she would not let her memory fill the blanks of two years ago.
Grandpa always said that everything has God's will, and destiny should not be deceived. She didn't understand it before, but now she understands it completely. But this kind of person is not her, she should not be like this. She will not forgive Dongzhao King Qi Mingye, in the incomprehensible situation
Under such circumstances, and the relationship with King Dong Zhao must be stopped.
His body was too stiff to move, perhaps because he had been lying down for too long. He opened his lips, causing his throat to become dry and hoarse, "Cough...cough..."
A cough caused the sound of footsteps outside the hall.
Zhusha held the cup of medicine and quickly put it on the table and reached out to support Eleven, "Girl, you are not well yet, so don't move."
"Cinnabar, I'm thirsty, give me water."
"Okay, okay, my slave will give you some water right away." Zhu Sha said while supporting Eleven and leaning against the head of the bed.
Eleven drank the water and took a long breath. The silk bandage wrapped around her head slipped due to movement. Zhusha helped wrap it up again, "Don't worry, girl, the wounds are all in the hair and cannot be seen."
When she was a child, she wanted to play with Brother Yin, but Brother Yin was practicing swordsmanship, so she pestered Brother Yin to teach her. If Brother Yin refused to teach her, she would yell at Brother Yin. Brother Yin promised to teach him two moves, so she stood by the pool and practiced cutting by herself.
Grandpa saw her hurting a tree by the pond. Grandpa was angry and said that there was no need to cut down the tree for sword practice. She replied that as long as the tree kept hurting, it would be fine. But grandpa told her that even if it was fine, there would still be an ugly scar on the tree trunk.
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When Zhu Sha said this, Eleven smiled bitterly. "Zhu Sha, when can you leave the palace?"
Zhu Sha was surprised by her master's question and answered honestly, "I will stay in the palace until I die of old age. On the 19th of every month, I can meet my family at Qingling Gate."
"How long will it take?"
"There are still six days." Really not understanding the master's intention, Zhu Sha brought the soup and medicine, "Girl, just drink the medicine."
The medicine was very bitter, and she had never tasted it before.
After taking the medicine, Zhu Sha handed a grain of fragrant snow to the master, "It was the third prince who saved the girl's life again. There is still a grain of fragrant snow left. Please keep it well."
Gong Jinxuan, the third prince of the Chu capital, saved her twice. Why should he repay this kindness?
"In order to wait for the girl to wake up, I have cooked porridge every day. Girl, wait, I will bring it to you right now."
She cannot give up on herself because of this unexpected encounter. Only if she is alive can she leave Dongzhao Palace and return to her grandfather. Then she can seal this past and never touch it again.
The porridge that Zhu Sha brought was very sweet. While eating the porridge, she heard Zhu Sha keep talking about how the imperial doctor was grateful to have saved her life after she was out of danger. Subconsciously, King Dong Zhao did not want her to die, but wanted her to live.
, continue to let him control.
No, absolutely not.
Not only did she have to escape from the palace, but she also must not let King Dong Zhao know her identity before doing so.
Therefore, now she is still King Dongzhao's concubine Eleven, an obedient concubine.
The days passed quietly like this, with only Zhusha coming in and out of Chunhua Palace every day. She went to the Royal Hospital on time every day to get medicine for torture, and when she came back she complained that the pharmacist who dispensed the medicine had a lazy attitude towards her. Eleven wanted to ridicule her, a
If the concubine has fallen out of favor, how will the slaves in her palace be treated well?
As she lay on the bed and moved her body, the sound of the chains 'squeaking...' reminded her of the embarrassing situation she was in.