She didn't know why she traveled to such a backward place after her death.
There are no scattered records about this dynasty in history.
It seems that she has traveled to another time and space.
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Not long after Caicai left with the bracelet, someone came to the door.
"Concubine, the prince has ordered my slave to take you there immediately. Concubine, please pack up quickly and then follow me."
Feng Linxue couldn't move her fingers, so she left wearing dirty clothes and messy hair.
Caicai told her that her husband was a man named Mo Yecheng.
Mo Yecheng is the emperor's sixth prince and the first prince to be crowned king.
Currently, he has a princess, two concubines, and several concubines.
She used to be the mistress of the palace, but after being framed by Leng Rushuan, the mistress was changed, and she became a concubine who was relegated to the cold palace.
If it weren't for the fact that her father was an important minister in the court, she wouldn't even be able to get the identity of the concubine.
Back then, she shamelessly pursued Mo Yesheng, and finally impressed the beautiful man's heart. After Mo Yesheng married her, the two lived a loving and sweet life for a year. After Leng Ruxuan married into the palace, Mo Yesheng gradually became more and more beautiful.
I don’t pamper her so much anymore.
Well, in general, it is a story about a heartless man who has a new person and forgets the old one.
Soon, she met the heartless man named Mo.
She glanced quickly.
He is a handsome man with excellent appearance, picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.
The table is filled with delicious food.
The aroma entered her nose, and Feng Linxue swallowed.
Sitting opposite the heartless man is the woman in red.
Handsome men and beautiful women, delicious food, looks very eye-catching.
"Your Majesty, the concubine is here."
Leng Rushuan raised his head to look at her, his almond-shaped eyes curved, and he said with a mocking smile, "My sister's outfit is really unique."
Mo Yecheng also slowly raised his eyes, and after just one glance, there was disgust in his eyes.
"Xuan'er is so happy that she wants to eat something sour. I heard that the pickled cabbage you pickled by yourself is very delicious. I've asked someone to prepare the ingredients, so you can pickle one right away to satisfy Xuan'er's craving."
Two maids came out, one holding a silver plate with chopped cabbage, chopped chili, and some other condiments.
One person is holding a small basin in his hand.
Pickled cabbage?
A paragraph of text quickly appeared in Feng Linxue's mind.
When pickling cabbage, you need to mix the seasoning into the cabbage by hand and mix well. You need to wear gloves when pickling.
But...she didn't see the gloves.
Such a cruel heart.
Her fingers were injured by the clamping stick, and no medicine was applied. Every finger was bruised and bruised.
Even the slightest movement would cause excruciating pain.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the red crushed chili pieces.
"Your Majesty, forget it, I see that my sister is not very willing to do it." Leng Rushuan said with a forced smile, a hint of grievance and injury on her charming little face.
"Xuan'er rarely has anything he wants to eat, so how can he forget about it."
His cold eyes fell on her, showing no emotion at all, "Why didn't you take action? Why didn't you see Xuan'er waiting?"
Caicai said that Mo Yecheng once really liked Feng Linxue.
How could a man who does not distinguish right from wrong and accuses the person he likes, trample on her dignity and pride, and cruelly torture her body, ever be sincere?
Leng Rushuan's secretly provocative gaze, and Mo Yecheng's unyielding coldness, Feng Linxue knew she couldn't escape.