On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

Shen Wantang's eyes settled, and the fear in his heart eased for a moment.

"Are we going to the inner prison now?" Qing'e frowned and asked.

Shen Wantang straightened her clothes, her eyes firm: "Qing'e, go back home now and take my visiting card. I want to enter the palace."

"It's so late, the palace gates must have been locked a long time ago." Qing'e looked up at the already dark sky and spoke worriedly.

Shen Wantang quickened her pace: "Let's go and see Shen Ying. Now that she has entered the palace and been made a concubine, how can there not be someone to flatter her?"

After returning home to get the visiting card, Shen Wantang and Qing'e hurriedly rode their horses to the palace gate.

When the palace maid at the palace gate heard that the person was looking for Concubine Ying, he immediately let him go.

It was just as Shen Wantang expected.

The palace maid led Shen Wantang to the harem. Although the path was winding, Shen Wantang was very familiar with it.

It’s just this direction...

The cold palace where he lived in seclusion in his previous life was actually on the same road.

When the palace servants slowly stopped, Shen Wantang raised her head. The familiar palace gate, the familiar desolation, and the memories of her past life flooded into her mind, and tears fell unconsciously.

"Miss, please wait a moment. Our queen is bathing." The palace gate slowly opened, and a little palace maid came forward, looked Shen Wantang up and down, and spoke coldly.

Shen Wantang lowered his head to hide the fear in his eyes.

But the maid stepped forward and scolded coldly: "Do you still have any manners? You disturbed the queen so late at night, but you didn't kneel down and wait. Are you waiting for the queen to punish you?"

Qing'e, who was standing by, was full of resentment and came forward to argue with the little palace maid.

But just as he took a step forward, he was pulled back by Shen Wantang.

"It's your fault for disturbing you at night." After saying that, she knelt down slowly.

Seeing this, the palace maid raised her head even higher, with pride between her brows.

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, Shen Wantang's knees could no longer bear the weight.

The palace gate then quietly opened, and a woman in gorgeous clothes came forward, surrounded by a group of palace maids and eunuchs. The eyes that could only be raised to look at people before now lowered their eyes and looked at Shen Wantang who was kneeling in front of her with a smug look on her face.

"Who is this?" Shen Ying's voice sounded faintly, but compared to before, it was a little more arrogant.

Shen Wantang knelt on the ground, showing full respect: "Your servant Shen Wantang pays respect to Her Majesty the Concubine Ying."

After she finished speaking, Shen Ying felt inexplicably relieved, and even the corners of her mouth were smiling.

She reached out her hand to stroke her long hair and snorted coldly, "Oh~ It turned out to be my sister. I haven't seen you for many days. I really couldn't recognize you. I thought you were some wild girl from the countryside... Oh, these past few days have been so tiring. Ever since I entered the palace, all those low-class relatives of the Shen family have come to me for help. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so tiring."

"I wonder why my sister came to see me today?" Shen Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Wantang who was kneeling in front of her. She felt so proud in her heart.

"It's windy at night, don't let the queen get frozen. Otherwise, let's go inside and talk." Shen Wantang forced a decent smile and continued speaking.

Shen Ying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled coldly: "Yes, if I get frozen, I will pass the disease on to His Majesty. After all, His Majesty has been resting at my place these days."

As they spoke, everyone surrounded Shen Ying and walked towards the palace again.

As soon as she entered the hall, Shen Ying stopped, looked at the palace servants beside her, and said coldly: "All of you, go down, and leave my sister alone to serve me."

After the words were spoken, everyone left.

Shen Ying sat aside and raised her eyebrows: "Shen Wantang, you didn't expect that there would be such a day, did you?"

She slowly raised her legs, propped her feet on a chair beside her, lifted her skirt, and revealed her fair legs: "Come and apply the osmanthus oil on me. Your Majesty gave it to me. This thing is the best for nourishing the skin."

Shen Wantang came forward, but was not discouraged. He just opened the bottle of osmanthus oil.

"Do you know that your father was convicted?" Shen Wantang asked.

Shen Ying slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed Shen Wantang's service.

"Father himself committed a crime. If I hadn't told His Majesty in time, my sister wouldn't be standing here now. Now it's the Shen family that's in jail."

As expected, Shen Wantang's eyes became more fierce. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in front of him and said coldly: "Do you believe that your father really made a mistake?"

Shen Ying snorted coldly: "It's written in black and white, you really can't deny it."

It’s exactly the same as in the previous life!

Shen Wantang's hands were shaking with hatred and he almost dropped the jar in his hand.

"Shen Wantang, if you flatter me well, I can go to His Majesty and beg for mercy. Since we are sisters, I can spare your life."

Shen Ying murmured.

Shen Wantang suppressed the nausea in her heart and said quietly, "That's true. Thank you very much, sister..."

After applying the osmanthus oil evenly, Shen Ying nodded with satisfaction.

"It's getting late, so I won't keep you here, sister." Shen Ying said softly, glancing at Shen Wantang with disdain.

Shen Wantang would vomit if she stayed in this palace for one more second. She forced herself to remain calm and said with a faint smile: "I'll take my leave."

After coming out of the palace, Shen Wantang ran under a willow tree and felt nauseous.

"Miss, I think the second lady won't be able to help you." Although Qing'e is young, she sees things very seriously.

Shen Wantang's eyes were fixed: "Not only will she not help me, she would like to add more fuel to the fire!"

Now that the situation was clear, Shen Wantang was not worried. He grabbed Qing'e and walked towards the palace gate.

Ji Xunchuan couldn't possibly be unaware of the fact that Lu Mingfeng coveted the throne, and there would probably be a fight between the two.

Two dogs fight, play off.

The fisherman is already prepared, but the quarrel between the snipe and the clam requires Shen Wantang to mediate.

In this case, let's drag this disaster out a little bit. It would be great if we could completely turn the situation around in the court.

The cold wind blew and completely woke Shen Wantang up. She jumped onto her horse and already had an idea in her mind.

There was a sound of horse hooves, and Shen Wantang disappeared into the endless night.

"Can I have some hot tea?" In the dim prison, General Shen asked in a hoarse voice without any hurry.

The jailer snorted coldly and said in a sharp voice: "Hot tea? I have hot urine here, do you want some? "

As soon as the words were spoken, a burst of laughter echoed throughout the prison.

"Don't you see what kind of character you have now? You dare to ask for something from me? You will be executed next spring. Wait until next spring, and you will have hot tea to drink! I promise you will drink as much as you want!"