Yi Shuimei and Yan Jin were shocked. They looked towards the voice and saw that Consort Xian Hua was already wearing a black dress with red embroidery and gold threads. She turned around with a smile and walked into the Divine Wind Palace.
Yan Jin was disgusted from the bottom of his heart.”
At that time, the worship of black was like respect for absolute authority. However, a first-grade concubine wearing a thirteen pleated dress was made, so there was nothing to criticize.
Consort Xian saw their surprised expressions, but she still smiled calmly. She said lightly,"" In this late winter, I have the disease of summer heat…" She pretended to cough a few times as she spoke. Although her voice was faint, it could not hide the arrogance in it.
As the master of the Divine Wind Palace, Yi Shuimei replied emotionlessly,""Empress, please take care of yourself." She took two steps with her shawl draped over her shoulders and saw a mage wearing a ghost mask standing outside. Her voice became as calm as the weather,"Since the Empress is not in good health, why is she still walking around outside?”
Consort Xian smiled and said softly,"I'm doing this for my sister's good."”
Yi Shuimei was startled. Consort Xian said," These are masters with profound magic power. Yesterday, they helped me exorcise ghosts and used the Five Elements Taoist Spell. They found that the southeast corner of the palace is shrouded in demonic qi. Today, they are here especially to exorcise demons for you."”
Consort Xian said it as if it was true, but Yan Jin faintly felt that it was not good.
Yan Jin walked out and said,"Long live the virtuous consort."”
Consort Xian smiled and pretended not to know.""Oh, Yan 'er is also here. That's all the more reason to exorcise demons!”She kept talking about exorcism, and her mind was filled with strange things, which made Yi Shuimei very unhappy. Yi Shuimei said,"Rumor has it that the Demon Realm made a pact with the Northern Desert Dynasty a hundred years ago. She's simply…"
When Yi Shuimei thought of this, her heart suddenly turned cold. Without Bai Qu, she was nothing.
Concubine Chen's honor was fragile, her prestige was fragile, and even her ability to protect her own feelings was fragile.
At this moment, she once felt that she had done it, but she was unwilling and shouldn't have hurt others deeply, forcing her pain on others.
She thought back to eight years ago, when the emperor had not yet taken charge of the government. She was also surprised that she was actually absolving this man. Did she regret it?
"I also can't tell what exactly is causing trouble. Fortunately, there are all the masters."”
One of the mages understood and said,""Reporting to the three niangniang, the evildoer causing trouble in the palace is none other than this bright red plum blossom! This is Merlin's monster!" That person spoke with conviction, and he looked like he was awe-inspiring and fearless of the powerful!
When Yi Shuimei heard her say Merlin, it was as if she had been beaten up by someone. She never thought that Consort Xian would scheme against her like this. "How dare you! Don't talk nonsense!"”
Consort Xian's smile slowly turned cold as she said,""Hehe, little sister, I'm doing this for your own good. Don't forget my good intentions!”
The mage continued," This plum forest is a monster. It specializes in absorbing people's souls and blood. The more blood essence it absorbs, the more enchanting the color of the petals."”
When Yi Shuimei heard this, she shouted,"Shut up!"”
Hearing Consort Xian speak, Yan Jin already knew her intentions. He immediately stepped forward and said,""Consort Xian, this peach blossom plum blossom forest was planted by His Majesty. Could it be that the plum trees planted by His Majesty are actually monsters?”Yan Jin's voice was not loud, but every word was enough to intimidate people. Compared to Yi Shuimei's anger, it was more worrying.
At this moment, Han Yue also took two steps forward and bowed."Niangniang, when His Majesty gave the order to plant this plum blossom forest, Han Yue was also present.”
Yan Jin and Han Yue originally thought that as long as they brought up the Emperor's name, they could stop Consort Xian's actions, but how could they think that since Consort Xian had already made up her mind, how could she turn back?
As expected, Consort Xian shouted coldly,""Concubine Yan, don't think that you can bargain with bengong just because His Majesty has always doted on you. I'm doing this for the peace of the harem.”Consort Xian's voice suddenly rose, completely disregarding Yan Jin.
Yan Jin took a few steps back and quickly exchanged glances with Han Yue.
Han Yue took a step forward and broke into Consort Xian's line of sight.""Empress, please reconsider!"
Consort Xian didn't even look at Han Yue, staring coldly at Yi Shuimei and smiling,"Shui Mei, your body isn't good, let me help you!”After she finished speaking, the sarcasm in her gentle voice became even stronger. Consort Xian looked high and mighty, already treating herself as the master of the harem. She looked at the mage with a scrutinizing gaze and said,""Grandmaster, how should we deal with such a monster?”
"The Plum Demon is evolved from a wood spirit. As long as you use fire to burn it, you can end it all!”
Consort Xian was nodding when she heard Yi Shuimei sneer,"Heh, if you set fire to this place, burning down this plum forest is secondary. It's winter now, and the weather is dry. If the north wind is tight for a while, I'm afraid that Sister Consort Xian won't be able to bear the sin of rebuilding Hanhe!”
Yi Shuimei's words seemed ordinary, but in fact, it contained a sharp hint that Consort Xian could not bear the consequences of arson, and it was even more difficult to suppress and control the development of the fire. Just as she thought that she might be able to scare her off, who knew that the so-called master would speak again.
"The five elements reinforce and restrain each other…"
Consort Xian smiled, but she still said proudly,""Grandmaster's guidance, bengong has an epiphany. Fire could subdue wood, and so could metal!”
"Empress is wise." The master bowed.
However, who could not see that this was just a play directed by Consort Xian?
Yi Shuimei suddenly understood, but she heard Consort Xian shout,"Where are the guards?"
The guards inside and outside the palace had been waiting for a long time. They answered together,""Here!"
Consort Xian straightened her clothes and cleared her throat."Listen to my orders. The evil Merlin has caused trouble in the harem and hurt people's lives. Today, I will give you an order to cut down the Merlin with a sword and flatten it to kill the evil Merlin!”
"Yes, sir!" After this orderly reply, the guards inside and outside the palace drew their sabers and pounced on Merlin one by one, like tigers on the mountain who had seen their prey. They showed no mercy, perhaps because they were intimidated by Consort Xian's power, or perhaps because they were blaming her.
The waist knife mercilessly inflicted wounds on the fragile plum blossom trees.
The branches that were originally only as thick as the wrist left deep marks on them, as if they were burned by a branding iron. One by one, they destroyed the stubborn but actually fragile joints of the winter plum tree.
"No, don't!" Yi Shuimei shouted.”She was about to hit a guard when she heard Consort Xian's cold voice say,""Stop Consort Chen."
Yi Shuimei's arms were grabbed by the two guards. She struggled hard, but it was useless. She waved her thin arms, but she couldn't hit anything. She could only feel the cold air leaving a sharp scratch on her arm. It was the same scar as the plum tree, but the plum tree didn't have a heart.
She watched as the plum trees that were originally standing proudly became dilapidated under the guard's waist knife. The branches that were originally standing proudly portrayed a style that was like a tattered shirt.
The Gao Hua who had lost his protection was like a blank piece of paper, pale and powerless. The beautiful plum blossoms that had just bloomed and were blooming fell under the blue sky, like a beautiful woman facing her fate. She was struggling, but there was only death.
The petals that were chasing after the ground fell to the ground. They could no longer find the freedom and aloofness of the branches. They fell to the ground drop by drop like the blood tears of a plum tree.
It was snowing.
Yi Shuimei shouted,"No!" No, her tears also fell.
In her heart, she was just like this plum blossom. All the beauty was just an illusion. She had already slowly accepted this irreparable world. She knew that she was the son of a concubine and did not want to become a phoenix on the branch. All the humiliation could be added to her, but she could not allow this plum blossom to be destroyed by others.
This was the last trace of warmth in her heart.
The warm memories were a gift that Jiang Baiqu had given her overnight. It showed how passionate the love that she had once refused to accept was. When she saw Merlin, she thought of that humble young master's smile. It was as if the sad memories of that night could still fade. Even if the wound in her heart could not heal, her body could always take a breather...
The warm memories were Duanmu Rong's warm smile. In that courtyard, she had loved her the most. She could not save her mother's life, nor could she allow her mother's memorial tablet to enter the ancestral hall. Perhaps the only thing she could save now was the things her mother loved.
In the past, when she looked at the plum tree, she was originally sad. She had brought up the fact that things were the same and people had changed, but things were still the same. This plum tree was both Jiang Baiqu's love and her memory of her mother.
And now? Things were different, and people were different. Even the most prideful plum blossom in the world could not escape from this vicious attack. The promise that he had once made had long become an echo in his ears, and he laughed sarcastically. The words of mourning that he had once secretly said to his mother seemed to have become a faint sound. If his mother saw it from heaven, she would also be sad, right?
Where did Yan Jin go at this time? The only person who could help Shui Mei now was the helper that Yan Jin had asked for.
The snow hit Yi Shuimei's hair, melting and freezing.
The clothes that wrapped around her had turned snow-white. The snow fell on the remaining red petals on the ground, making them look even more incomplete.
Petals fell from the snow again.
Some of the branches of the plum tree were completely stepped on by the guards, while some were still hanging stubbornly on the tree, like the broken arms of a dying person, swaying in the wind. A strong man would not bend even if he had lost his arm.
The beautiful plum blossoms finally became like trash, disdaining to be cared for by others.
Yi Shuimei's tears were hanging at the corner of her eyes, turning into ice that stung her eyes and blurred her vision.
Red, white, red and white, it was a scene of red and white again.
Everything changed again…
This was already the third red and white scene, but it seemed like it was destined to be the Three Tribulations of Heaven and Earth.
One calamity, the calamity of first meeting, forcefully tied two equally proud and stubborn people together.
The Second Calamity was the warmth that flowed like blood under the red and white. However, it was destined to be tragic, so why should it leave warmth?
The third tribulation was the plum blossoms on the ground that could no longer grow back. It was the blood of the plum tree and also the blood of Yi Shuimei.
Wasn't red the color of blood?
White was the color of sadness. Red and white intertwined, and it was even more murderous. In just a few months, it had already been three times. Did the forced breaking of the plum blossom indicate that Yi Shuimei's fate would be like the plum blossom?
At that moment, Yi Shuimei really felt like this plum blossom…
She didn't want to bring up any protection after losing her father…
Thus, he could only watch helplessly.
The plum blossoms in the garden were damaged like a battlefield in the wilderness. The pure and elegant plum blossoms had become decadent, and only one tree was left…
Those people didn't care about Yi Shuimei and went to chop down the tree, but only Han Yue's voice said,"" Empress…" However, Han Yue had already called out for a long time, so how could Yi Shuimei listen?
Yi Shuimei closed her eyes as if she could not see any hope…At that moment, the ice at the corner of her eyes melted under her eyelashes and wet her eyes again. However, she endured it…
Hope was dead…
At this moment, a loud shout came from outside the palace,""Stop!"
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