My name is Jiang Wu, I am a shameless princess.
The palace servants in the palace treated me respectfully and alienated, and the disgust in my eyes could not be hidden.
On the day I was in my throne, the prince, who I always regarded as my brother, bullied me in front of my sweetheart, tearing everything about me, and the young man who was happy to choose to watch.
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5th and the day I was fifteen years old, I changed my clothes and washed them, and put on the dress that Jiang Jue personally sent.
"Brother Prince, this dress..." I looked at the dress with a little crampedly, but his face was suddenly lifted up by him.
Those big palms raised me up with force, forcing me to look directly at the bronze mirror in front of me.
Jiang Jue smiled.
He said, isn’t such a vulgar and explicit dress worthy of me?
He said, I am just a bastard born by a palace concubine who is hang out with outsiders. He can hold me in his palm and look at me as a treasure, or he can step on me under his feet and treat me as a dog.
The cold reception of the father, the bullying of the eldest sister, the intimate and sarcastic look of the palace servants at me and Jiang Jue.
... and Jiang Jue's desire to control me, which obviously exceeds the affection between brother and sister.
is not difficult to guess the truth, but I just want to go through it in a hurry, like many times in the past, just pretend to be naive and ignorant.
I trembled in his eyes, but I forced a smile to pull off his hand, and said angrily, "Brother Prince, if you tease Awu again, Awu will be angry."
A thunder sounded outside the window, and the window frames were buzzing.
Jiang Jue stared at my eyes that were frightened and tearful, with frivolous eyes and laughed carelessly. His tone was gentle: "Awu, everyone knows that you are just one of my favorites."
"Since you don't like this dress, you take it off."
Spring thunder sounded, heavy rain poured, candlelight gradually blurred in front of my eyes, my panic, crying, and begging for mercy were all destroyed by the sound of the rain.
I always think that when I become an adult, I will stay away from the palace.
I want to see the bright moon in the desert and the vast blue sea in the poem, I want to live my life with the people I like Jiangnan .
I want to meet many people who like me.
As long as I live, my delusions will come true one day.
Jiang Jue deliberately beat the palace maid who exerted kindness on me. He deliberately aroused the hostility of the eldest sister towards me and asked me to be isolated and helpless. He was the only one who could rely on.
I have known these for a long time, but I can only pretend to be deaf and continue to look at him with admiration.
But Jiang Jue's actions today told me that I will always be the bird in his palm, even if I die, I will be dotted on the screen in his palace.
I can't escape.
No matter how cautious I am, I am walking on thin ice, but fate is still tied to his thoughts.
What's the point of living like this?
I struggled back and forth between the dead and the rest of my life. His tearing movements were rough, and I couldn't even make a sound intact.
"Awu, your lover is watching."
"I don't know how shameless I look at the wild breed, seducing the Chujun."
The palace gate is wide open, and the slightly cool raindrops pounce on my face.
As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Gu Baishi, the legitimate son of the Gu family, and the son was like jade.
The emperor gave the word "Lingjun".
Gu Baishi was soaked all over, his hair stuck to his face, and he was standing in the shadow that the candlelight could not be seen. He looked at him from afar, clearly without any extra expression, but I was like an arrow piercing my heart.
Shame and helplessness rolled up again, I quickly lowered my head and my eyes became hot.
I think, I know the reason.
Know why the prince suddenly turned against him, and the picture was revealed.
It's just because he discovered the painting depicting Lingjun's appearance on my desk.
How could he allow his own thing to have other thoughts?
The prince looked at me, holding the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. He clamped my chin in front of Lingjun, and printed his lips on my temples: "Awu is naughty, she is so entangled that she can't do anything. Gu Qing, don't be surprised."
I kept looking at Lingjun.
Please save me.
or... leave, don't see me in such a mess.
but nothing was there, the boy just lowered his eyes lightly.
He knew that I was a bastard and knew the dirty thoughts hidden behind the prince's words and deeds.
He looked at me in a deep quagmire and could not extricate himself, but he never gave me a trace of sympathy.
is like a god overlooking the ants on earth.
The prince became more and more absurd, and rumors spread in the palace that I was so arrogant and shameless.
The leaves have yellow and in a blink of an eye, several months have passed.
I have never seen Gu Baishi again.
I think so, as a god like a snow-covered mountain like him, how could he ever take a look at this dirty thing?
In countless days of being bullied, I turned those hatreds into knife marks and carved them carefully on my body.
I didn’t expect to meet again. It was on the winter solstice, and the snow was in a hurry and heavy manner.
I saw two little eunuchs in the yellow door holding a basin of blood and the blood-soaked clothes, shook their heads and sighed.
More than a glimpse of the clothes embroidered... Gu Jiajia’s emblem.
I can't remember how I ran barefoot and walked through the numerous palace gates in the snow.
Gu Baishi knelt in front of the prince's bedroom with only a single garment stained with blood. Snow fell on his shoulders, and his back seemed to be green bamboo bent by the wind and snow.
I staggered over and stood in front of him.
opened his mouth, but choked.
Just now, he caught the eunuch and asked, saying that the Gu family was guilty of rebellion and that his nine clans were punished.
Teacher Gu just submitted a memorial to the prince's mother's family, but ended up like this. I don’t know what happened in the court, but I think it’s probably because no one dares to offend the future emperor.
Gu Baishi's eyebrows and eyes, hair was dyed white, and his lips were frozen black and blue, but he still didn't look at me.
My feet were so cold that I couldn't stand firmly. But he still trembled and took off his cloak, half-kneeling, trying to cover him.
But he lifted it up, and his eyes were cold to the bone.
My heart beats stagnant.
"Get out." He said hoarsely.
I will never forget the eyes of the young Gu Baishi.
The look of disgust and hatred.
"Stay away from me. I think it's dirty."
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At that time, I asked him with tears: Is it so unbearable to be liked by me? Gu Baishi, are you not willing to even look at me more?
He straightened his back and his voice was indifferent: Yes, because you and I are different. If I still have a breath, I will never be servile.
I can't say anything to refute.
Gu Baishi's eyes reflected a shimmering snow, and his expression was clear and awe-inspiring, highlighting my disbelief.
I bit my lower lip until I tasted the bloody smell.
After kneeling for a long time, you will forget what it feels like to stand.
Do I want to be the family pet that Jiang Jue keeps for the rest of my life?
I looked at Gu Baishi deeply and turned to Jiang Jue's bedroom.
staggered, but he was getting faster and faster.
My hands and feet are cold, but my heart is filled with hot blood.
"Awu is here." Jiang Jue hugged Tang Pozi , and the skylight outlined a layer of silver edges on his outline.
I kowtowed, crossed my hands, and pointed at the ground with my head: " Gu's clan is loyal to Your Highness, and his legitimate son Gu Baishi is his highness's companion. He has a deep relationship with Your Highness. I hope your Highness will be open to you."
In an instant, the world was quiet.
There is only the sound of wind and snow.
"Awu really surprised Gu," the prince chuckled, and his shoes stepped on my fingers and grinded them carefully. I resisted the pain that almost reached my mouth, and my body kept trembling. "Since that's the case, Gu released Gu Baishi, but the disobedient child would be punished."
Jiang Jue moved his feet away.
My ten fingers are swollen and purple.
I kowtowed again: "Thank you for your kindness."
Maybe it was Jiang Jue's intentional arrangement that the day I was taken to the cold palace coincided with the day when Gu Baishi was taken to witness the beheading of the entire Gu family.
In the palace road with red walls and yellow tiles, we passed by each other.
was pushed by the palace servants, and I turned around in a hurry.
but he doesn't.
Even though he was covered in rags and scars, his body was clear and staggering but firm.
A long blood mark was dragging behind him.
That was the last look I looked at him with pure love in this life.
Young Gu Baishi has died in heavy snow.
Since then, there is no family care in the world.
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No one knows how Lingjun convinced the high priest who had always been hidden to accept him as his disciple, but his talent for illusion is the most amazing person since the documentary records of Jiang Guo .
In just one year, it is no less than the former high priest.
After the high priest became a member, the National Master Mansion he took over, contrary to the doctrine of the past, and used illusion art to refine alchemy to win the favor of the emperor.
Lingjun climbed to the high position step by step and competed with Jiang Jue.
I heard the palace people discussing these things, but gradually became numb. What does
have to do with me?
is what he said, neither of me will go on the same path in this life.
Three years in the cold palace, Jiang Jue deliberately sent someone to bring me bad food and ordered the palace servants from all over the palace to bully me, and even burned my mother's palace during her lifetime.
The previous dynasty gradually stopped him from letting him cover the sky with one hand, so he could only vent his anger in the harem.
I have accepted all these cold and humiliating people, and I still live tenaciously.
To be precise, I can survive thanks to the care of a palace maid.
Her name is Ruyi.
She would give me the remaining food in imperial kitchen , with a gentle look on her face. She looked at me eating voraciously, and she smiled and wiped the rice grains from the corners of my lips with a handkerchief.
"Why are you so nice to me?" I wonder.
Ruyi's eyes were slightly dazed, which was a profound and complex thing that I couldn't understand. She smiled: "Your Highness's biological mother Concubine Yu once saved my life. I want to repay my kindness."
For many years, my biological mother, whom I had never met, gave me hope for life in my desperate situation.
Even if I am all cumin and alone, my mother must love me.
I hugged Ruyi and cried loudly.
This year, I lost my glory and wealth, lost my favorite young man, but I had the wish of being as close as my sisters.
I learn to pound clothes and embroidery, I don’t want to drag Ruyi down.
On the day of Ruyi's birthday, I made a few side dishes, holding the jade hairpin I exchanged for the embroidery for the palace servant in my arms, and waited for her happily-
only waited for the bad news of her death.
The eldest sister who came to show off her crime demonstrated to me, saying that Ruyi had hit Lingjun and was filled with the well. Now the body was also soaked. She smiled innocently and viciously, "Jiang Wu, look, those who are close to you have no good end."
I was crazy and wanted to run out, but was pressed to the ground by the palace servant.
The jade hairpin in my arms broke into pieces, and the dots of jade stinged my eyes.
My wish is.
actually died on such a ridiculous reason.
In the past, the Gu family was destroyed because of the thought of the superior, but now Lingjun killed me for one thought and regarded me as my sister's wish.
My hope of life is destroyed by the people I love. What's the use of
?
I picked up my self-esteem and thought I had a new life. In the end, it was just a joke.
My nails were broken on the bluestone bricks, leaving behind hideous and winding blood marks.
"Now Lingjun is already a high priest. The high priest wants the life of a slut, what's wrong?"
Lingjun, Gu Baishi.
I was chanting this name and cried and laughed hysterically. When the eldest sister saw my crazy appearance, she was so shocked that she retreated repeatedly.
I have never hated someone like this, and I hate my former vague love.
I wore a mourning clothes and guarded Ruyi for three months.
But before I walked out of the cold palace, the emperor suddenly passed away, Lingjun launched a coup and killed Jiang Jue in front of me.
After three years, I can’t recognize Lingjun at all.
At this moment, there was only a bottomless abyss in his eyes. He could not see me, nor could he see love and hate.
"Please change your clothes."
Lingjun smiled slightly, the sword tip trembled lightly, and I and other royal families were taken to the altar like lackeys. At that time, snow was flying all over the sky, and the north wind was shaking. The noble royal family crawled on the ground, but they dared not have any complaints.
I looked at Lingjun's cold phoenix eyes, staggered and stood up, and raised my frozen hands.
Take off your clothes one by one. The eyes around
were either contempt or surprised, and even greed. I heard the sarcasm of the eldest sister.
"A wild breeder who is used to waving his tail and begging for mercy, he is shameless."
In fact, this is not a slander for me.
I have made plans.
Make a dodder flower , rely on him, please him, and use him -
One day, I will kill him with my own hands.
is like he killed Ruyi without mercy.
I gave him a nice smile.
The spirits all came towards me, and the blood of the royal family was blooming under his feet, and the flowers were as bright as lotus.
He put the cloak on me, carefully tied the neck strap, flicked his sleeves, leaned over and knelt at my feet.
"Welcome to the only bloodline left by the late emperor, Emperor Shunhua."
Behind him, the black soldiers and horses also knelt down on the ground in unison, and the shouts could shake the world.
"Welcome to the Emperor Shunhua."
In an instant, I went from a bastard who could not get on the table to an imperial daughter above ten thousand people, and I was completely dependent on this person under my feet, a person who was deeply hated by my blood sea.
I lowered my eyes.
covered the hatred in his eyes that was heart-breaking and bone-shaking.
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lings used thunder to suppress the loyal ministers who were dissatisfied with me as emperor. For the powerful, I or Jiang Jue are no different. As long as Ling Jun is willing to give up one or two points of power, I, the puppet empress, will be better controlled than Jiang Jue.
Lingjun really put in a lot of money to humiliate Jiang.
But I don’t care, I want to thank him for killing Jiang Jue.
is more common to directly repay grievances.
If he hadn't killed Ruyi...
I leaned halfway on the imperial concubine's couch, my hair was scattered, I raised my jade liquid and drank it all. The wine stains wet my front cloak along my jaw.
The spring is bright, and the fine sunlight penetrates through the gaps between the branches and leaves. I raise my hand to cover the dazzling spots.
Suddenly, a shadow caught me.
I looked drunk and blurred, it turned out to be Lingjun.
He was wearing a feathered robe and a jade crown. It seemed that he had just returned to the palace from the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. He was seen by an unknown person. I was afraid that he thought he was a banished immortal who had descended to the mortal world. Who would have thought that how many lives he had been stained with his hands.
I fulfilled his intentions, pretending to be crazy and being drunk with fun.
Let the people of the world see that it turned out that there was only a foolish and indecent empress left in the Jiang royal family.
I just don’t know why his expression was depressed.
I pretended to be unable to drink, and fell softly in Lingjun's arms. The faint fragrance of bamboo came quietly, and I accidentally rubbed my lips across his neck.
Crimson Rouge , fair skin, the spring light is filled with ambiguity.
I put my arms around him, my eyes stared at him in a daze, half-wrinkled with tears, my lips slightly opened, lingering with his breath.
"Sir, priest, I'll repay you for your kindness. You can do whatever you want...."
Lingjun looked at me silently, with no smile in his eyes.
He picked up the remaining half of the pot of wine I drank and suddenly poured it on me.
I was poured on my head and face.
"Xu Jijiu said that Your Majesty's homework has not moved at all. In recent days, he has never even gone to the imperial study room." Lingjun did not push me away, he just looked at me with a light look.
I pulled Lingjun, fell backwards, and rolled on the imperial concubine's couch. His hand was accidentally placed under my skull.
Black hair wrapped around, I looked into his eyes, and my fingertips scratched from his eyes to his lips.
"Awu disappointed the priest and deserved to be punished..."
I have been living in the prince's palm for many years. I had known how innocent and pure the expression was the most seductive. The words behind
are buried between the lips and teeth.
Lingjun smiled, and his hand pressed on my shoulder, making me feel painful, as if my bones were almost broken.
He approached me, his face cold.
"Awu," he pronounced the name mockingly, "If you are so absurd, go back to the cold palace and die there." After
chapter, he turned away.
"Cross ten times, I will look at you tomorrow. It's getting late today, I'll say goodbye."
I saw Lingjun's back gradually disappearing in the winding corridor from the pane. I kept watching. The palace servants hung up the lights and broke light rippled in the pond under the corridor.
"What is your Majesty thinking about so trance? You must be exhausted. This is the chrysanthemum tea, which awakens the spirit."
"Nothing." I put on my clothes and asked, "The High Priest said that I will enter the palace on the day?"
"Yes."
I suddenly responded.
Today's spirit reminds me of my first meeting with him.
5
That was a long time ago.
I still don’t know my own life experience, and I am trapped in the cold eyes of others.
Why do you hide from me? Why does my father not like me?
As soon as I suddenly stepped on, someone pushed me into the lake.
I vaguely heard the sound of the eldest sister laughing. The lake water poured into her mouth and nose, and the cold and biting feeling swept across her body in an instant.
My body gradually sinks, and I panic-in trying to catch something.
But I can't catch anything.
"Sister...why..."
The laughter on the shore became more and more unrestrained.
"Who is your elder sister? Little bitch, keep begging, I will pretend to be pitiful."
"Please... Awu is so... cold..."
She left with a smile, and I felt my heart gradually sinking with my body. Will
die?
I hope the prince brother will not be sad for too long for my death.
When I was in danger, I put my hand on my waist and took me to the moon on the water.
"The situation is urgent, I offended you. Which palace maid is the girl?"
Lingjun's voice was childish, but his face was already very beautiful and his eyes were clear and bright.
It was him who saved me from water and fire, and it was him who casually killed my only relative.
As I thought about it, Ruyi's swollen face appeared in front of me again. She was soaked in water, looking at me in the vast night, with her eyes sad and resentful.
I smiled at her.
Ruyi, wait for me, you will soon be no longer lonely.
It is hard for Lingjun to look like a virtuous minister.
I think he is dedicated to teaching, just to watch the fight of trapped beasts.
A bobcat like me cannot become a tiger even if it has minions.
is wrong. Sooner or later, he will know how people die from conceit.
In addition to asking about politics in person, he also took me through the bustling street and came to a corner of the city wall, which was desolate and remote, with weeds growing everywhere.
"There are so many refugees in the suburbs of the imperial city." He looked at the beggar curled up there and looked at me again, "The sacrifices and sacrifices required for the Temple of Heaven are enough to exchange their lives."
The beggar's eyes were as anxious as rabbits, skinny as bones.
I feel mixed feelings in my heart, as if I saw myself in the past.
"Living alone is really more painful than death."
I murmured, untied the sack on my waist, and was suddenly snatched by a dry hand. I didn't even expect that such a thin hand was so rough, and more and more beggars gradually gathered from the ground, the haystacks, and the rest of the pavilions.
The beggars' eyes were filled with madness.
is a madness that I have been afraid of even the cold palace for three years.
"They will not be grateful, they will only eat and squeeze you all over your body, just like a dismembered wild dog," he scolded me, "Silly."
His slender hands were blunt, and a red snake with a thick arm poked out from his sleeve. In an instant, the hissing of the poisonous snake spitting out from all directions, as if it was everywhere.
The group of refugees scratched their faces as if they were crazy, screaming in tears.
finally fell down one batch after another, crawling at our feet and twisting and struggling.
Lingjun is standing in the fields of sorrow, holding a willow in plain hands, and there has been no trace of poisonous snakes. He looked down at him with a faint curve in the corner of his mouth.
"Life is worse than death. What the emperor and ministers can do is to end their pain."
界子子子 smiled.
"Right? Awu?"
What should I say?
spirits have never used illusions in front of me.
Can I really kill him?
The dusk is all over, and countless lotus lamps have floated by the moat. The lights are the mourning and thoughts of the living to the dead, like fireflies and galaxies.
I remembered Ruyi and was slightly swaying.
Light and shadow radiate in Lingjun's palm, and a red lotus bloomed from his hand. He half-squatted down and placed the lotus on the water.
He kept watching the red lotus floating around to a place where he could not see it, his eyes were pious.
" priest for whom?"
His voice was extremely light: "Gu Baishi."
I was stunned and laughed.
"Sir, I'm afraid the priest is not confused. Who is Gu Baishi? Who is Gu Baishi?"
Lingjun was silent, his fingers trembled slightly, raised his sleeves, and the lotus lamps all over the river immediately turned into bright light and dispersed.
He raised his jaw and the water swayed on his eyebrows and eyes, which made Lingjun look a little fragile: "I'm tired, go back to the palace."
A slight pleasure spread in my heart.
The way back was silent. When I passed by a hawker, a delicate and cute rabbit lantern was hanging in the most conspicuous place.
Jiang Jue once made a cup of the same style for me.
The rabbit's pupils are not stickers on red paper, but are cinnabar.
"Awu's eyes are red when she cried, she looks very beautiful."
is a nightmare memory.
I suddenly stopped and murmured, "Jiang Jue..."
One second, two seconds.
I actually turned around and plunged into the crowd, trying to escape desperately. The two red spots seemed to be chasing behind me, staring at me, trying to tear me into my stomach. In a trance, Lingjun's voice seemed to be intertwined with Jiang Jue.
A scream burst out from the crowd. I stepped on the air and fell into the river where the lanterns were extinguished in the next second.
