The Three-Life Stone

Once again, she was in a trance and had arrived at the harem.

Inside the Fengluan Palace, the owner of the body sat on one side, and opposite her was the empress who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a graceful demeanor.

The Queen looked at the bold woman in front of her with an elegant and gentle expression and dismissed her attendants.

"It is the duty of women like us in the harem to have children for the emperor. The emperor's favor is your honor and also the guarantee of your status in the harem. Sister, please don't think too much and waste this golden time." The Queen said earnestly.

"Thank you very much for your concern, Your Majesty. As a newcomer, I know that most men have three or four wives and concubines, and the Emperor has even more. But which woman doesn't hope to be special?" The small body spoke slowly while looking at the Queen's behavior.

Seeing that the queen was calm, she continued, "I don't want to be one of the many sisters. I just want to pray for the queen by the ancient Buddha and follow her in the harem, following her lead."

The Queen looked at the kneeling woman and felt somewhat moved.

When she first entered the Prince's Mansion, wasn't she the one who was doted on? Bei Mingchen loved and respected her, and apart from the original maidservant, he never took any concubines until he ascended to the throne. Some people still made a fuss about this matter, and then three or two sisters were taken in one after another, until later in this harem... Never mind, forget it.

Bei Mingchen would often visit her at first, calling her by her maiden name, telling herself that he was the emperor and had no choice, and that the feelings between them had never changed.

She knew, she understood, she understood from the moment she was about to take the position of the mother of the country, she understood from the moment she learned etiquette, a man has three wives and four concubines, the mistress should be generous in managing the backyard, not to mention the harem, it's just that she thought the person she met would be different, she also thought so during those years in the prince's mansion. Now think about those years, they were just her stolen happiness.

Now that she is the queen and no longer expects Bei Mingchen's love, she only wants to be the master of the harem, to deal with the daily affairs of her sisters, to handle the disputes between sisters, to watch everyone vying for favor and to see the concubines who are still affectionate sisters today turn against each other with swords tomorrow.

Nalan Yunnuan was tired and exhausted. As long as these people didn't act wildly against her, she would turn a blind eye. She would never have thought that someone would be so bold as to tell her that he didn't want favors and only wanted to be with her right after entering the palace. What did it matter whether he didn't want to compete for favors or had someone in his heart? The left and right were just another poor person.

"Sister, have you made up your mind?" the Queen asked solemnly.

"Sister Queen, I've thought it through. There are so many concubines in the harem. If the initial limelight is over, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the emperor to remember me again." Xia Jinmu stood up with a smile, following this body.

"There are many people in the harem who look down on others. I'm afraid my sister is thinking too simply."

"Sister Queen, Wan'er is not afraid of hardship. As long as the Queen is here, Wan'er won't suffer too much." Xia Jin was so shocked when she watched this body acting coquettishly with the Queen. Was this her previous life?

The queen watched this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl getting closer to her little by little without any disgust, nor did she feel that it was a rebellion. She patted her hands and told her not to worry. How long had it been since she last saw those sincere eyes? I'm afraid she couldn't even count how many days and nights it had been.

"Who is Wan'er?" Xia Jin's soul murmured, but she knew that Wan'er could not hear what she said.

"Shangguan Wan'er is the only one with a decent family background. With this identity, I won't be too bad even if I start my career in the palace. But after I enter the palace, they probably won't care about this fake daughter anymore. No matter how difficult the days ahead are, what's there to be afraid of?" Shangguan Wan'er paced in the small courtyard, thinking in a low voice. She thought to herself that even if the Queen Mother didn't help her, she was a person who grew up in hardship.

In a blink of an eye, it was three years later. All those who had entered the palace with her had been favored by the emperor and had been promoted to higher or lower positions. Only she followed the empress every day, or stayed in her own courtyard. Whenever she walked on the road, someone would come and mock her.

"Hey~ Isn't this the Queen's follower? How come so many days have passed and he can only wag his tail around the Queen?"

"Pfft, the Shangguan family is just like this. It's a pity that their daughter is so useless."

The gossips gradually decreased as she was neither ashamed nor annoyed. Fortunately, the queen treated her well. In the past few years, she had been a talented lady, which was not too bad. She successfully became an invisible person.

The Imperial Garden was very large, so large that even Shangguan Wan'er seldom walked through it. The area within the palace walls was very small, so small that her lonely figure could be seen on every piece of land.

How many heartbroken women are there in the cold palace? Did they also look forward to their own love at the peak of their powers? Did they also look at the only man ignorantly and think that they were facing the whole world? Did they also have someone they loved but had to separate because of their status?

"The cold palace is filled with negative energy, Your Majesty must not hurt yourself." Xiao Cui followed behind Shangguan Wan'er and couldn't bear to see the lonely figure.

"It's okay, I just... feel a little sorry for them." Shangguan Wan'er choked with a little sympathy.

"Most nobles were banished to the cold palace because they broke taboos. Your Majesty, please don't think so." Xiao Cui thought that Shangguan Wan'er was thinking too much because she was lonely in the deep palace, so she advised.

"Do some women really go to the cold palace because of mistakes?" Shangguan Wan'er smiled sadly, looked at the stunned Xiao Cui, shook her head, and continued walking forward.

Life in the cold palace is hard. If she has to face someone she doesn't love every day, she would rather go into the cold palace. She didn't say this.

Every step she took was difficult. She dared not even paint a picture of that man, and could only recite a poem of lovesickness in her dreams at night. In countless dreams, she was secretly following that man and secretly rejoicing. She didn't know if that man had noticed.

"Are you ok?"

"Do you have a wife now?"

"Are you very happy?"

"What kind of person would she be?"

Questions that will not be answered often echo around my pillow, and even the pillow is disgusted by my nagging and often gets wet. At the banquet, I saw Bei Mingchen from a distance. Although he is a little older, his temperament is still extraordinary. You two seem to be three points similar.

Bei Ming Mo.

If they were exposed to the snow together, they would be together for the rest of their lives.

If white hair can be replaced by snow, there will be no miserable people in the world.

White hair cannot be replaced by snow, meeting you is a good omen.

I, Shangguan Wan'er, got to meet Bei Ming Mo. In this life and forever, I will never forget my original intention.

Xia Jin wanted to cry, but she was just a soul, she could only stay quietly in Shangguan Wan'er's body, she couldn't do anything. She didn't know how to judge this person, what kind of woman was she, so love-sick, she couldn't catch up.

What kind of dream was this? She wanted to wake up. Could anyone wake me up? Why did my heart hurt so much?