You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

"Sister, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong!

I know you are jealous of me, sister. You want to take the position of queen, so you intercepted the bridal sedan on the way... to marry in my place."

She glanced at Du Qingwan and noticed that her expression had changed. Worried that she would kill her in a rage, Du Zhirou subconsciously shrank back.

While Du Qingwan was not paying attention, Du Zhirou suddenly pushed her away and quickly ran behind Zhu Yunhao.

She looked delicate, pitiful and frightened, with innocence in her eyes and a helpless look on her face.

Then his eyes involuntarily fell on Zhu Yunhao, and he begged again with tears in his eyes:

"Your Majesty, I beg you, please let my sister forgive me?

"Sister...sister is really crazy, she will really kill me! Wuwu...Emperor!"

I have to say that Du Zhirou's acting skills are really good.

It was only half a cup of tea, and her mind changed several times faster than changing clothes.

When Zhu Yunhao saw his beloved in tears, he immediately felt pity and lost his last bit of patience.

He pointed at Du Qingwan, took two steps back unconsciously, and roared angrily:

"I don't care whether you are Du Qingwan or Du Zhirou, I want her!

Come on, banish this bitch to the cold palace, revoke her title of queen, and never let her step out of Lingyun Palace again!"

Zhu Yunhao put his arm around Du Zhirou's waist. The fear in his heart had long disappeared, and his eyes were full of lust.

She is the beauty he has been coveting for a long time. A night of spring with her is worth a thousand gold. Why should he waste his time hanging around here?

Without waiting for Eunuch Liu and others to respond, he turned around and left Qian'an Palace with Du Zhirou.

"Yes! Your Majesty!...Take him away!"

Eunuch Liu gave an order and waved the whisk in his hand lightly. The imperial guards quickly stepped forward and captured Du Qingwan in no time.

[Fuck! This dog emperor is really licentious. He has suffered such a great humiliation, but he still has the mind to play with women!]

[Sure enough, a bitch and a dog are a perfect match, forever and ever!]

[My life is saved now, but the cold palace is not a place for human beings to stay. I have no clothes to wear and no food to eat. Wouldn’t my life be shortened by several decades?]

When Du Qingwan thought about having to stay in the cold palace for the rest of her life, and maybe even starve to death or freeze to death, she felt extremely unwilling and really regretted not taking Zhu Yunhao's life with a single blow.

"Go! Stop wasting time!"

A guard pushed Du Qingwan hard, almost causing her to fall to the ground with a hideous look on her face.

As majestic as Du Qingwan was when she held Zhu Yunhao hostage just now, the guards hated her as much now.

The guards of the Imperial Guards couldn't even hold a weak woman. It was a waste of their salaries for so many years.

Now that she has finally got the chance to redeem herself from the face she lost before, it would be strange if they let her off easily.

"Don't touch me! I can walk by myself! Get out of the way!"

Du Qingwan was born with a bit of mysophobia and was not used to having physical contact with men, so she subconsciously stepped back while shouting at him.

This step back gave me a pulling sensation.

I tilted my head and face to the side, and soon found the source of the pulling feeling---

Two strong hands quickly gripped her shoulders, instantly making her unable to move.

"Go! If you say one more word, I'll send you to hell!"

The commander of the Imperial Guards, Zhou Heng, happened to arrive. Seeing Du Qingwan's unruly and erratic appearance, he couldn't help but draw his sword and point it at her heart.

The blade was extremely sharp and shiny, and it was flashing with a cold light.

The distance between the tip of the knife and her heart was only two inches.

As long as he exerted a little strength, he could stab Du Qingwan to death with one sword, and she wouldn't even have the chance to call for her mother.

Du Qingwan was very tactful and immediately chose to shut up, allowing the Imperial Guards to take her to Lingyun Palace.

Lingyun Palace

"Just stay here quietly!

The Emperor has just specifically instructed that Du Qingwan, who married in place of the Empress, had committed a capital crime and was confined to Lingyun Palace!

No one is allowed to provide aid to Lingyun Palace privately, and anyone who violates this will be executed!"

Eunuch Liu waved his whisk, his face full of contempt.

After quickly exchanging glances with the two young eunuchs escorting Du Qingwan, he turned and left Lingyun Palace.

The two young eunuchs looked at each other and understood instantly.

They threw Du Qingwan into the yard with force and started punching and kicking her.

Soon, blood flowed from the corners of Du Qingwan's lips and her face was filled with extreme pain.

She covered her heart with both hands, lying on the ground unable to move at all, and her moans of pain were even fainter.

Seeing this, the two men turned around proudly, locked the palace gate, and stood guard on both sides of the gate as if nothing had happened.

"Gululu---"

After a whole day of hard work and a near-death experience, Du Qingwan was now starving and her stomach was rumbling at an inopportune moment.

“I’m so hungry~”

Subconsciously stroking her flat, slightly aching belly, she could feel a hunger more terrifying than the poison that penetrated her intestines.

Compared to such a strong feeling of hunger, the slight pain in the body is not worth mentioning.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders in Lingyun Palace, otherwise her last bit of stubbornness might have been sacrificed in this hungry stomach.

"Damn you Du Zhirou, I took every precaution, but I still fell for your evil scheme!"

"You'd better pray that I can never leave, otherwise I will make you pay!"

Du Qingwan's mind was full of eating to fill her stomach. She kept swallowing hard and was almost fainting from hunger.

The more this happens, the more obvious the feeling of hunger becomes, and it is simply a pipe dream to ignore it.

[No, this is the cold palace, no one cares about my life or death, I have to find a way to have enough food and clothing.]

Du Qingwan frowned inwardly, her desire to survive growing stronger.

Looking up at the desolate Lingyun Palace, Du Qingwan could not find anything edible except for a few dead branches and leaves and the desolate snow.

In the dark night, the air was filled with a rotten smell, and the chirping of a few crickets could be vaguely heard.

It is a blessing that crickets are still alive on this cold night with rain and snow, disturbing people's dreams.

Du Qingwan laughed at herself and gave up, staggering to her feet, struggling to hold on to the wall as she checked the rooms one by one.

The huge Lingyun Palace is indeed worthy of being called the "Cold Palace".

There are five rooms here, large and small. The number is quite surprising. I just wonder if several concubines will live in them at the same time?

They say curiosity kills the cat, and Du Qingwan's curiosity is extremely strong.

After tossing and turning for a while, she finally chose a slightly more spacious room on the east side and lay down.

[Now that it has come, let it be. A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.]

After a helpless bitter smile, Du Qingwan slowly closed her eyes, trying to use sleep to forget the increasingly intense feeling of hunger and pain.

That night, Du Qingwan did not sleep well, perhaps because she was thrown into the rain and snow and tortured, and her clothes were soaked and she had no change of clothes.

She tossed and turned all night and finally fell asleep without knowing how.

"Mom, save me..."

At night, she was haunted by nightmares and struggled for a long time.

Until her tears dried up and her throat became hoarse and painful, she did not move at all and could not make a single sound.

I am so terrified that I cannot describe myself.