The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

"Ning'er, please clean up. I'm done. Ask a few maids to tidy up the bedroom and the hall. This red is too dazzling." Yun Jingman whispered to Ning'er.

Ning'er looked at the porridge that had only been eaten a little bit, while the side dishes were left untouched. She frowned and pouted, while her subordinates cleaned up the food efficiently. She muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "This palace is bullying. Even pigs are disgusted by the food. What rubbish. It's too bullying."

Ning Er really felt that the palace was not going well for her, and she complained in her heart and mouth, but she tried to keep her voice down, just because she didn't want to make Yun Jingman more sad. Otherwise, she would have yelled loudly and cursed to her heart's content, just to make herself happy.

Even if the sound was very quiet in this silent palace, Yun Jingman could still hear it. She heard all those words and smiled helplessly. What could she do with complaining? She wanted to vent her anger, but she knew that even if she did, it wouldn't change anything. It would be better to save her breath and just treat it as normal.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, this rotten palace only knows how to bully people. There isn't even a maid or palace maid. I'm the only one in the whole palace, how can this be!!!" Ning'er came back angrily, her little face flushed red with anger.

"What's wrong, Ning'er?" Yun Jingman put down the book in his hand and looked up at Ning'er who was jumping up and down.

"This Fengsheng Palace doesn't even have a servant to serve, what kind of thing is this!!!" Ning Er got angry when she thought about it, she couldn't even find a single person, what kind of thing is this???

"What about the maidservant who followed from Cangming?"

"They were all sent back. This is even colder than the Cold Palace. There's not even anyone to serve. It's too bullying, too bullying." Ning'er was so angry that she yelled loudly. Her words were quite straightforward. She didn't consider Yun Jingman and actually said something that was colder than the Cold Palace.

"Hehe, isn't it good just the two of us? Just like in Cangming, it's just you and I living in Yilan Palace. Hehe, it's good this way. Later, after cleaning up this palace, I will take you to the Imperial Garden for a walk. No one is here, and I'm happy and at ease!" She tried her best to force a smile, trying to comfort Ning'er and herself.

"Princess, you are not the bullied princess now. You are the queen. How can it be the same as before?" Ning'er really cared and was very indignant for Yun Jingman.

"It's all the same, whether I'm the princess of Cangming or the queen of Xuanhuang, I'm Sang Yu Hanyan, and this will never change. Ning'er, don't care about those things. Okay?" She really didn't want to care too much. If she started to care, she would really feel pitiful and sad. She didn't want to be like this.

Turning around and looking at the tall red candlestick, the dripping wax seemed to be telling of her sadness, and her tears would not dry until the candle was burned to ashes...

Has there ever been any trace of resentment in her heart regarding all this?

She was a human being, so she would also care about things. How could she not care that on her wedding day, her husband did not worship heaven and earth with her; how could she not care that on her wedding night, there was no lingering wedding night; how could she not care that although she was the queen, her food was not as good as the palace maids; how could she not care that although she was the queen, she did not even have a palace maid or guard (3); how could she not care that although she was the queen, she had to clean up by herself.

Royal study room.

"She actually cleaned it up herself?" Bo Xing's pretty lips opened and closed, and a deep, pleasant voice floated out.

"Yes, I will transfer all the servants in Fengsheng Palace according to the emperor's orders, and send the maids and nannies from Cangming back to Cangming one by one. There are only maids who came with the queen's dowry in Fengsheng Palace." The guard knelt on one knee, clenched his fists, raised them high in front of his forehead, and replied respectfully and obediently.

"Any complaints?" He played with the black chess piece in his hands, concentrating on the game, shaking his long legs leisurely, with a playful smile on his lips.

"No complaints, just accept it with obedience."

"Accept it without complaint?" He repeated the guard's words, holding the black piece tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the chess game.

"It seems that she is one too. This is quite interesting." A playful smile spread, and a hint of danger passed through those eagle eyes.