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

Three days later, the warm morning sun shone faintly through the rotten window frames that emitted a strange smell.

The snow in the yard had completely melted, leaving only dirty stains on the ground.

The rotten smell from last night was still there, but now there was a faint stench of blood.

"Miss, you finally woke up. I was scared to death."

When Du Qingwan woke up, Zhao'er was sitting in front of the couch. His anxious face suddenly turned into one of ecstasy.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and it looked like she had been crying a lot.

Zhao'er's yelling immediately confused Du Qingwan:

"Zhao'er, why are you here in the cold palace?

Go back quickly, this is not the place for you."

Du Qingwan sat up unable to support herself. Her first reaction was to urge Zhao'er to leave. Her nerves suddenly tensed up.

This cold palace is not a place for human beings to stay. It is extremely terrifying.

I failed to be a substitute in marriage and was framed instead. It's all my own fault and there's nothing I can do about it.

In the original owner's memory, Zhao'er was very protective of her master, and she didn't commit any heinous crime. How could she suffer with him?

But Zhao'er seemed to disagree with Du Qingwan's idea at all and remained motionless.

Tears kept falling, and her hazy eyes looked determined and helpless.

"Miss, we can't go back. The emperor said that your marriage was an insult to his majesty, and he revoked your title of queen and confined you to Lingyun Palace for life.

Zhao'er is your personal maid, so... we share the same guilt!"

Zhao'er originally didn't want to say this, but he was worried that Du Qingwan would insist on driving him away, and then he would be accused of abandoning his master and running away, so he simply told the truth.

As expected, after hearing what Zhao'er said, Du Qingwan quickly calmed down.

"Gululu---"

Just then, my stomach started to rumble again.

Zhao'er also heard it clearly.

Du Qingwan was instantly extremely embarrassed and giggled awkwardly, trying to divert Zhao'er's attention.

Most importantly, she wanted to use it to distract herself from the torment brought on by hunger.

"Zhao'er, how long have I been unconscious?"

This is Du Qingwan's most confusing question.

She racked her brains but couldn't figure out why her stomach was still growling even though she had already fallen asleep.

Zhao'er pinched his fingers as if he was counting.

After a moment, she smiled awkwardly and replied:

"Miss, you have slept for three days and three nights..."

Zhao'er didn't know whether he was embarrassed or heartbroken, his voice trembled slightly and he lowered his head.

The next second, Du Qingwan was extremely surprised:

"What? I slept for three days and three nights!"

She couldn't believe it, but it was the truth.

I kept muttering to myself, and a thousand "fuck"s flashed through my mind.

A strong sense of shame quickly spread throughout the room as the hunger grew.

"Miss, are you...hungry?"

After a long silence, Zhao'er could still hear Du Qingwan's stomach rumbling and immediately realized the problem.

She asked cautiously, and at the same time she began to feel troubled.

Although the cold palace is unpopular, it has many rules!

The concubines who are confined here are supplied with food on a regular basis. They do not have the freedom like in the general's mansion where they can eat and sleep whenever they want.

"I haven't had a sip of water since entering this broken palace. How can I not be hungry?

Come on, I'll take you out to find something delicious."

“I heard that the palace has a full banquet of all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

We have to go out and have a good meal, to justify being grounded here!"

Du Qingwan's tone was full of teasing, which immediately confused Zhao'er.

This is Lingyun Palace, the cold palace!

A full banquet? Delicacies from land and sea?

What do you think?

"Miss, this is the cold palace. We can't get out. There are guards outside the door."

Zhao'er grabbed Du Qingwan, his eyes dodging.

She really didn't dare to take the risk. If they were caught by the Dog Emperor's men, the two of them would definitely be killed here.

Although Zhao'er is loyal to his master, he cannot protect his master to death!

"So what if I'm in the cold palace? Just wait and see what I'm doing! ... Let's go!"

While Zhao'er was still hesitating, Du Qingwan snapped her fingers and grinned triumphantly.

[You want me to die unjustly in this cold palace, it is simply a foolish dream! ]

"Miss, there is someone outside the door..."

Just as Du Qingwan stretched out her hand to push open the door, Zhao'er subconsciously stopped her, looking trembling with fear, and her petite and thin body shrank back.

But Du Qingwan pretended not to hear it. She turned around and smiled indifferently, her face full of mystery.

"Shh! Watch me."

Extending a finger as a gesture to keep quiet, Du Qingwan pushed the door open with force, her face full of confidence.

"Hi! Good morning, brothers...ah!"

What Zhao'er didn't expect was that Du Qingwan not only pushed open the palace gate, but also greeted the two guards who beat her up last night with a playful smile.

Zhao'er's heart was in his throat and his mind went blank.

"Miss, shall we... go back to the house?"

Zhao'er quietly tugged at Du Qingwan's sleeve and spoke cautiously, his voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"You bold witch! You are planning to rebel!

The emperor has ordered that no one in Lingyun Palace is allowed to take even a single step out! Anyone who violates this order will be executed!"

As expected, the two men had just pushed open the palace gate, and before their raised feet had time to touch the ground, a guard drew his sword to stop them, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He had to use his authority to force the two men to retreat.

Du Qingwan had seen the use of chicken feathers as a token of authority many times before she traveled through time and space to the Daye Dynasty.

We have to admit that no matter which dynasty we are in, there is no shortage of such scum.

For Du Qingwan, dealing with these two stupid guards was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Big brother, we just came out to get some fresh air. It's really stuffy in here, and there's a foul smell..."

Du Qingwan laughed awkwardly twice, looked around with a sneaky look, and made sure that there were no outsiders. She instantly became bolder.

She is determined to leave this door today.

She fainted from hunger for three days, but no one woke her up, and no one asked a doctor to come and treat her.

Du Qingwan couldn't swallow this anger no matter what.

She believed she had done nothing wrong in ending up like this.

Why?

Why did the dog emperor not only not kill Du Zhirou but also keep her by his side after Du Zhirou framed him, but ordered people to banish him to the cold palace?

The marriage certificate did have his own name written on it, but the name of the person was replaced under coercion from the mother and daughter of Pang.

What crime had she committed to deserve such a fate?

"You bold witch! How dare you disobey the emperor's order?"

"Well---"

The other guard couldn't stand Du Qingwan's arrogant look and quickly pointed the sword at her.

However, just as he finished speaking, the next second he fell backwards as if he had been hit by some kind of magic.

The guards were stunned upon seeing this, and then they were filled with unprecedented panic:

"You...what kind of magic did you use on him?

This is the cold palace, we are the imperial guards..."

Unexpectedly, before the man could finish his words, a silver needle shot out from Du Qingwan's sleeve at lightning speed and accurately pierced his acupuncture point.

Soon, the man also slowly fell down.

"Go to hell with you, Imperial Guards! This is what happens when you offend me!

If I don't show my power, you guys think I'm a sick cat? Humph! "

Du Qingwan quickly retracted the silver needle, clapped her hands lightly, her face full of pride.

Zhao Er was stunned, his eyes bulged:

"Miss, you...what kind of magic weapon is this?"

"With the silver needle in hand, we are invincible! Let's go? What are you still standing there for? Are you waiting for them to wake up and kill us?"

Looking back at the stunned Zhao'er, Du Qingwan didn't want to explain at all. She wouldn't understand anyway.