Chapter 22 (1/2)
“Ou–”
The sounds of retching made people uncomfortable but the female who was in the dark felt pretty good as she chuckled, “You will get used to it slowly.”
“Ou–”
She will never get used to it! After taking many deep breaths, she could then forced down the nausea feeling, Qing Feng coldly snorted word for word, “I will not be here for my entire life.” In order to survive, she has already eaten rotten porridge for a few days. But she did not drink the medicine that was sent over daily. She now do not trust anyone at all!
She spoke firmly but the pale face and dark rings of her eyes made what she just spoken sound like a joke. The female ridiculed, “If you don’t die here it is already good. Even if you are able to leave here, what does it matter? Do you expect the Emperor to favour you?”
Favour? Qing Feng sneered out loud, she wish for him to be dead! The female seemingly did not hear Qing Feng’s laughter and fell into her own thoughts as she murmured, “So what if you are favoured for a while… You are of no match for her…”
That helpless and fearful mumbling that she often hear, who is the “she” that she is referring to? With her back leaning against the stone wall, Qing Feng softly questioned, “Who… Is she?”
The female recovered from her thoughts, placed her head on her knees and hugged her arms but did not reply to Qing Feng’s questions. Qing Feng frowned and sighed, “So you are that afraid of her.”
This sentence agitated the female, she looked up angrily and glared at Qing Feng, growling, “I am not afraid of her. I only hate that the Heavens do not have eyes!”
Qing Feng was startled by her sudden growl and wanted to talk more but the female has already curled herself up and retreated back to the dark corner.
Who is this female? And for what reason is she held in prison for that many years? If she is one of the concubines, if her sins are not punishable by death then she should be thrown into the Cold Palace, unless she is a normal palace maid? Unlikely not.
In a self-deprecating smile, why is she asking so many questions? The rays no longer shine through the small little stone window and the darkness swallowed her once again.
*****
In Spring season, the Indian Azalea that was bestowed were blooming brilliantly in Ling Yu Palace. The rows of pink azaleas made the courtyard of the palace pleasant. No matter how beautiful the azaleas were, they cannot be compared with the female in the middle of the courtyard. Dress in a light yellow dress made her snow-like skin look transparent. Her lucid and elegant looks were not extremely beautiful but a slight smile made her look gentle and movingly.
The palace maid, Wu-er, stared at the embroidery that the female was holding for a long time before she cannot help but ask softly, “My Ladyship, why is your embroidered eagle have red eyes?” Her Ladyship’s embroidery skills are superb and this embroidered eagle looks like the real thing and has an overbearing feeling to it. But the pair of red eyes looks very scary. Shouldn’t the eyes of the eagle be black instead?
The female stared intently at the embroidery in her hands and after listening to Wu-er words, she only gave a smile and not reply.
“Because what Zhen-er is embroidering is a black-winged kite.” Behind both of them came a voice with deep laughter. The palace maid face changed slightly and did not turn back but only half knelt to the floor and greeted, “Long live the Emperor!”
The pretty female was apparently calmer and gently place the needle into the brocade before slowly getting up and elegantly greeted, “Chenqie(use by the Emperor women to refer to themselves. Only used when they are in front of the Emperor) greets the Emperor.”
Yan Hong Tian walk up to the stone bench and sat down before picking up the embroidery to look. He then casually replied, “Get up then.”
Wu-er quickly supported her mistress up before quietly retreated to the side. Chen Zhen walked up to Yan Hong Tian’s side when suddenly there a tug at her waist and she was hugged to a sitting position in his arms.