The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"...How disgusting." Ulan picked up the scissors that fell on the ground.

She became more and more certain that the voice in the jade pendant was that of a sinister and vicious demon.

She was born beautiful and had a pair of strange blue-green eyes. Almost as soon as she was born, it was predicted that she would take a completely different path from other girls of her age.

Wulan's parents were just an ordinary pair of herdsmen serving the king, so when the nobles came with some gold and silver to ask for their daughter, instead of directly enslaving their whole family, they handed over Wulan very readily.

Wulan grew up with one of King Danzhu's younger brothers. Unlike other maids in the tent, because of her face, she did not have to do the rough work that would make her figure out of shape and give her hands calluses. Instead, she was carefully raised like a noble lady, but had to wear shackles at all times, imprisoned in her master's arms and knees, and was taught to fear the whip of the housekeeper and the maids.

Before he was seven years old, Ulan didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of life. Compared to those slaves who worked all day, he just needed to stay in the tent.

One day when she was seven years old, Wulan followed her master to the king's tent for a banquet. King Danzhu's favorite daughter pointed at her and said, "She is so beautiful."

The second sentence is: "What's her name?"

Wulan's master replied respectfully to the princess: "This is just a slave used to amuse people. She doesn't need a name."

When Wu Lan recalled the princess's third sentence, she could still hear the girl's tender but high-spirited voice: "Of course everyone needs a name, so why don't I give her one? How about calling her Wu Lan? She is so beautiful, like the sacred fire on the snowy mountains, red and warm."

For some reason that Wulan could not understand at that time, from then on, Wulan's master changed from the prince's uncle to the princess who was only one year older than him.

Wulan, who was by the princess' side, no longer had to stay in the tent as she had in the past. She had to ride horses with the princess, practice archery, read and learn to read, learn how to judge tomorrow's weather by the wind and the stars, and learn to distinguish which part of the grassland was lush grassland and which part was a disguised swamp...

She even knew how to deliver cattle and sheep.

Until now, Wulan felt that he had only come alive since the day the princess took him away.

But her childhood experiences made her like silence and like to follow the princess quietly... Then, she followed the princess from the prairie to the prosperous Central Plains Palace.

Ulan was not afraid.

She was only worried that the princess would be too homesick and become sick because of it - the princess's home was far away on the grassland, while Ulan's home was right next to the princess.

and so.

She would absolutely, absolutely not allow her only home to be implicated and destroyed by the emperor's wrath because of her own mistakes.

She didn't like the emperor, nor did she want to be a favorite concubine. She was already happy to live comfortably and peacefully with the princess in Jiqing Palace. Her heart was fulfilled, and she didn't need a man - even a rootless man - to interfere!

She didn't know what she had done wrong to cause this evil demon to have such a bizarre idea, thinking that she would have any special feelings for a man who had been cut off from her ties with her, but she knew very well.

I don't like Ji Shun at all.

not at all.

Even if this demon kept whispering in his ears a thousand times, even if it always ignored his personal will and insisted on pairing him up with Ji Shun.

She still doesn't like it and doesn't want to.

"Your servant greets Wu Baolin." A man's voice came from behind, suppressing a kind of joy that made Wu Lan sick.

"Why is Baolin looking for me at this time...Ah!!!"

What greeted Ji Shun was a pair of scissors that had been carefully sharpened.

Amid Ji Shun’s screams, Yu Pei also started yelling, “Why are you holding the scissors? Are you really going to kill him?! You shouldn’t be the one putting the scissors against your own neck and telling him not to contact you again, otherwise you can only…Aa ...

This is a twisted, immoral, yet sweet and abusive love story.

The sadomasochistic heroine cannot be with the hero due to her status, so she decides to hurt herself to force the hero away. At the same time, it can also show that the hero cares for the heroine... But, why doesn't this guy play by his usual style?

Lan Jiaojiao was extremely confused.

In its perception, Ulan's death was full of helplessness and sadness. She was a beautiful woman, but also an unpopular and somewhat cowardly woman.

But Wulan, whom it saw with its own eyes, dared to kill someone, and was so determined and resolute in wanting to kill her "destined" man.

Perhaps she was too surprised that Lan Jiaojiao forgot that she could interfere with Wulan's actions. Wulan, who was out of control, stabbed Ji Shun with the scissors. Unfortunately, she had never killed anyone before. As Ji Shun dodged in panic, only a long bloody mark was left on the latter's face, and the scissors pierced the left upper chest diagonally, and then slipped away.

Ji Shun shouted for help.

Wu Lan's attack failed and her whole body went limp, but she gritted her teeth, clenched the scissors in her hand, and wanted to rush forward and kill this hateful man who had tortured her for a long time before others arrived - if she couldn't do anything to the extraordinary demon, can't she do anything to you, a man of flesh and blood?

Ulan, who was usually good-tempered, thought angrily because of the failed assassination.

However, just as she rushed forward again, someone grabbed her belt from behind, and then pulled her back with a clever move.

Wulan only felt that it was a hand with great strength. Her waist rolled steadily on the man's arm, and then her whole body fell into a soft embrace.

When Ulan, who was too focused on hunting down the "male protagonist", didn't notice, another person came into the small garden.

Wulan was holding the scissors, her whole body stiff.

The hand on her waist held her tightly, but the other hand seemed unaware of the dangerous edge of the scissors. It reached from below to Wulan's chest and gently took off the jade pendant that had caused her to suddenly lose her voice.

"Ding Dong!"

The tip of the scissors touched the bluestone brick on the ground and broke instantly. The fragments flew into the flowers on the side and disappeared.

Xie Yuzhen casually put away the jade pendant, and when he looked down, he found that Wulan was looking at her gem-like, blue-green eyes wide open, just like the kitten that Empress Dowager Hu gave to Lu Weiyuan.