The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1870: Not Allowed to Go Anywhere

Chapter 1870: Chapter 1870: Not Allowed to Go Anywhere

The Cold Palace, oh, the Cold Palace!

In that place, if you had already been granted a concubine rank, or were one of the other women of the harem, there might still be a chance to survive. But what of Beauty Wan? She was merely a palace maid by the Emperor’s side.

They called her Wan’er, ’Beauty,’ but in truth, she was just a palace maid who could warm the Emperor’s bed, that’s all.

Such a person being thrown into the Cold Palace, with no power or influence on the outside, what good could come of it?

She watched, eyes wide open, as the woman was carried off from before her, utterly senseless, and she swallowed hard once again.

A while later, just as she was blankly watching Beauty Wan being dragged away by palace maids, she felt herself lighten, and in the next moment, the palace maids were lifted up by the Emperor, who directly tossed them onto the large bed where Beauty Wan had just been lying.

Then, all she could do was look on in terror as the Emperor pressed down towards her.

After a long, long while, the Emperor rose from the bed and flung a soft blanket over the woman, covering her body.

"Not bad. For the next few days, you will just lie on this bed and wait for me to grace you with my presence at any time. You are not to go anywhere, and even less to put on any clothes. Understand?"

His body now satisfied, he finally managed to swallow down the anger he felt towards Sui Zimo for having had the imperial crier eunuch killed, and then, his interest piqued, he cast his gaze over the woman on the bed.

"Your servant... Your servant obeys the decree," the trembling little woman responded, her body shivering and her lips quivering.

She could never have imagined that one moment she was feeling sympathy for Beauty Wan, and the next, she herself had become the second Beauty Wan.

When she felt the Emperor recklessly venting on her body earlier, she really wanted to cry her eyes out. But she didn’t dare.

She wasn’t just one person; she had a family.

She knew very well that if she displeased the Emperor, her death would be her own, but as for her family, the Emperor would not spare a single one of them.

So, she had to endure it, to strive with all her might to bear it.

"At least you’re sensible."

The Emperor nodded with satisfaction, then dressed and left.

"Whimper!"

It was only after the Emperor left that the little woman dared to cry out in pain.

Was she just a mere palace maid, whose slightly better looks condemned her to disgrace?

Everyone says it’s a great honor to be the Emperor’s woman, but she didn’t think so at all.

Look at Beauty Wan, who bore the Emperor heirs, even two, and yet was still ultimately harmed by others, losing her children, and now, something had displeased the Emperor, and she was directly cast into the Cold Palace.

She had no idea what her own fate would be like in the future. Could it be any better than Beauty Wan’s?

Impossible, right?

...

Two days later.

Inside the Imperial Study, the Emperor was truly furious.

He had lost count of how many batches of imperial messengers he had sent to Prince Mo’s Mansion, but besides the first who was thrown into his bedchamber, all the others were unseen alive and without a trace in death.

And in Prince Mo’s Mansion, the Commandery Princess of Liang still resided, Sui Zimo even started to hang red lanterns there.

There was an air of joy throughout Prince Mo’s Mansion.

"What’s going on? Is this the way you handle things?" the cloaked figure, who had also heard the whispers, arrived in the Imperial Study to question the Emperor.

Such a trivial matter, just to bring the Commandery Princess of Liang into the palace, and yet he couldn’t manage it. Several days had passed, and she was still allowed to stay in Prince Mo’s Mansion. This was openly defying him.