Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (3)

Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (3)

A very familiar place.

Silent, remote, desolate, smelling musty and death.

The people who come here are either crazy or dead, and no one can get out.

It's like the people who jumped off the Forgotten River can't really live even if they return to the world.

Yin* sat on the damp and dark bed with her eyes closed.

There are not many beauties in the Holy Harem nowadays, and she is the only one in the Leng Gong up to now, but that's fine.

It was as if she was back when she was alive, she waited and hoped day by day, until she realized it was a lie, until she heard the joy of the new queen, until she was old and bleeding from the bottom of her eyes, Heart turned to ashes.

Wait a little longer.

Soon.

He will be back soon.

Maybe...

No.

Not maybe.

It's tomorrow.

Tomorrow will come.

That person.

Just wait a little longer.

Just a little while.

Be obedient, be nice, he's just too busy, he'll come when he's done.

He promised eachother, said you were the love of his life, and said that you will have many, many children in the future, you have to believe it, you have to wait.

That's the only way to keep from going crazy.

In this day after day, year after year, there is only the sound of tick, tick, drip, and squeak, squeak of mice, the sound of moss gradually spreading outside the window, the damp musty smell grows on rainy days, and the walls are desolate , Weeds are growing wildly, carved beams and painted buildings, flying pavilions, and gradually fading voices.

Only they are with you.

They have witnessed the death of countless women, and now they are witnessing your collapse and death.

Yin* couldn't help laughing, she couldn't help but feel happy when she thought of herself before her death, her heart was empty, there was nothing, the future is beautiful, fate can be changed, the sky is blue and the water is clear , when the spring breeze blows her face like a lover whispering, the yellow warbler chirping briskly on the branches, the warm embrace when she is sleepy... all still exist in this world, but they can't make her think of "living".

That's what she wanted. Stay here for thirteen years, then kill him again, cut open his chest, strip his flesh, leave his bones, and make a new lute.

This time there will be no regrets, this time she will seal his soul tightly, so that he will never be born again.

This is her obsession. She didn't want to regain the favor of this man, she just wanted his soul to accompany her forever.

She didn't even become thin and haggard in the gradual waiting like in the previous life, she kept herself clean and spotless, even in the cold palace, wearing sackcloth, she lived well. The people in the palace held high and stepped down. She, Concubine Yin, had long lost her style of pampering the six palaces. Naturally, they would not rush to please, and even three meals a day would not be delivered in time. Occasionally, it is also some spoiled and moldy food, and sometimes it even exudes a strange odor.

Yin* doesn't eat these. Although she is alive, she has not lost the skills she learned in the previous world. She is no longer the weak woman who has no power, so this time, she thought, she should Can perfectly take out the emperor's intestines.

She naturally has her own way of life, and she lives in the cold palace every day in a clean way. Who said that such a life is not good.

It's just that three years have passed since these days, but at a fraction of the time, something unexpected happened to Yin*.

The emperor is here.

He was alone, and when he came, Yin * was sitting on the railing outside the cold palace and playing the pipa. Although she was deprived of her title and lost everything, Pipa would never leave her. Understand, only the dead are the most loyal, and once the dead become conscious, it will still leave.

Grab it if you want it, don't let it go.

The pipa's voice was euphemistic and melodious, as if it was telling something. The contents contained in it were so profound and complicated that the emperor who had planned to enter unconsciously stopped his steps until Yin * finished playing the song.

The pipa trembled slightly in her hand, but was held tightly by Yin *. When she heard footsteps, it was a little strange. Usually only the little **** who delivered the meal would come over, but the little **** never It's on time, what's the point?

The tall shadow shrouded her, Yin * looked up, and there was a slight surprise in his eyes, it turned out to be the emperor.

She has only been in the cold palace for three full years. It stands to reason...it will take ten years. How can the emperor come?

It doesn't matter if I come, I'm still alone.

She glanced at him, not intending to keep the ridiculous peace with him. Now that Zhou Baolin is the queen, and the two of them are singing together, she has long been useless. Maybe in the eyes of the emperor and Queen Zhou, not only should she not be resentful, but she should save her life to be grateful.

Isn't it, Huang En is mighty.

The emperor was not as happy as he expected to see her. He didn't know how to express his mood at the moment. He pursed his thin lips and said, "You...Are you okay?"

Yin* thinks it's ridiculous that he asks that, what's good and what's bad? In the end, she ignored the emperor and just played the lute again. The eyes are still gentle, but also plain and ruthless.

She actually didn't understand what she was doing when she came back. She said she wanted to get the soul of this man, so why didn't she do it now? Do you have to wait until you have been in the cold palace for thirteen years? If what she wants is to really get the emperor's love, then why doesn't she have the heart to compete with others?

There are so many questions that even Yin* doesn't know the answer.

And until it becomes clear, let her live like this, and when the time comes, she will understand.

The emperor didn't get a response, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. In fact, he had already thought about it before he came to the cold palace, and everything went on as before Yin * entered the cold palace. He didn't know why he did this. In fact, after she did such a rebellious thing, he should kill her first. He took her, but he couldn't do it.

The face in front of me is even more beautiful than three years ago. Yin*'s beauty has never been just a superficial appearance, but also the softness she reveals from her bones. This kind of beauty is innate in her and cannot be replicated by others. , and therefore there are many women who are more beautiful than Yin * in this world, but the one who really stood by her side and could crush her, even Queen Zhou never.

"Susu, I... come to pick you up." The emperor's words were extremely obscure, but he still stretched out his hand towards Yin *.

Yin* looked at that hand. The emperor was not as pampered as the other sons of the late emperor. He paid attention to exercising his body, knew how to do some fists and feet, and diligently criticized state affairs. Very dedicated, there is nothing to be picky about.

The hand stretched out in front of her at this moment seems to be as warm and generous as it was back then, able to hold her love for her heart and her soul. This was the thing she looked forward to the most during her lifetime. She waited every day, from dark to dawn, and from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Day after day, year after year, time passed day by day, but the person she wanted to see was never came.

Now she doesn't want to see him, but he's here.

"Has the saint come to pick me up?" Yin * couldn't help laughing. The clothes on her body had been worn for three years, and they had already been washed white. There was no decoration on her hair, but she still had skin like snow, and her eyebrows were like snow. As picturesque, when it comes to beauty, it is even better than it was in the past. The emperor has not seen her for three years. If her appearance declines, maybe his heart will fade, but now she is still beautiful, how can he not be moved.

The smile on her face was calm, not the excitement and excitement the Emperor expected. It seemed that once the three years were missed, it would not be so easy to make up for it, especially for Yin*.

But she didn't refuse, she thought, maybe there is a new beginning, she can find a new way of living, maybe this is the meaning of her life again.

Yin Guifei, who had fallen out of favor and was put into the cold palace for three years, is back in favor!

The news quickly spread throughout the entire palace, and everyone knew that Concubine Yin, who once favored the sixth palace, had come out of the cold palace again! Not only that, she became a noble concubine again, and even lived back in the uninhabited Jucui Palace for three years!

What the sage likes, the palace people pursue what they want to please, so Concubine Yin is once again favored. For those who used to bully or treat her badly in the cold palace, they are all in a panic. Who can think of this and this? Can the concubine who was put into the cold palace come out again? Can they keep their heads? In case the imperial concubine wants to settle accounts after the fall...

At the moment, everyone has their tails tucked into their heads, and they don't even dare to breathe.

This is because they think too much. It's just a little bit of mistreatment by mortals. Yin* doesn't care about them at all. She doesn't care about these vulgar people at all. She just wants to find a reason for her life. For her, this is the most important thing. of.

Bathed in fragrant soup, washed away all the dust, changed into coarse linen clothes, wore silk and satin, emerald bead hairpins, and the bronze mirror showed the unparalleled concubine Yin again. The palace servants of Juicui Palace have not changed, and the maid next to her is still Lengshuang.

Leng Shuang has always been the emperor's person. It's a shame to see Concubine Yin again, but Concubine Yin doesn't care, she doesn't bother to care about who is serving her, she just thinks, this new life actually has Completely different development, she wondered if she could take advantage of this east wind to come back to life.

Although she returned to Jucui Palace, Yin * did not follow the rules to visit the mother of a country - Zhou Baolin in those days, and now Empress Zhou. I heard that the emperor and the queen are in harmony, and the flounder is deeply in love. They have two sons and a daughter, and they are very happy.

This made Yin * even more curious, what changed the emperor? How could he go to the cold palace to pick her up? If it is for the oath of the year, then she must not believe it. The oath he made is like the wind. If you have heard it, it is really stupid and hopeless.