Yi Xin as a concubine

"Miss Xin, please follow me." After the king left, the guard who had picked her up before came out again to send her off.

"Oh, oh, okay." Xin Baoer hadn't come to her senses yet. She didn't understand why he suddenly left when they were talking just fine.

Xin Baoer followed the guards in a daze. After turning two corners, Xin Baoer came back to her senses from the great joy of the deal.

"Um, where are we going?" Xin Baoer woke up and found that the route was wrong, so she asked nervously.

When the guard walking in front turned around, Xin Baoer realized that the other person was actually a woman, but she was very tall, no wonder she called herself a slave.

"Don't be afraid, young lady. You want to know the little princess's past. I am ordered to tell you." said the guard.

"Then you can just talk here. Do we need to go to a specific place? My friend will be anxious if he can't wait for me." Xin Baoer was a little worried. There were too many crises in the palace. She really didn't dare to take it lightly anymore.

"Don't worry, young lady. I mean no harm. I am the king's close servant. There are many things that the master cannot say, so I have to do it for you," said the guard.

Xin Baoer smiled awkwardly, her guard still intact, but she still followed the guard obediently, her eyes darting around, trying to memorize her surroundings so that she would have a direction to escape in case of any problems.

The two of them walked very quickly, one in front of the other. When they stopped in front of a building, Xin Baoer was a little out of breath.

"Um, where is this place?" Xin Baoer asked, panting.

"Ziyuan, my name is Ziyuan. I used to be the mistress's servant. After the mistress passed away, I followed the king."

"So where is this?" Xin Baoer asked hesitantly.

"The mistress's previous palace." Ziyuan was a little depressed.

"What is the relationship between Xiaomu and your mistress?" Xin Baoer saw her lost in her memories and quickly interrupted her.

"The little princess is the mistress's child, but she is not the king's biological daughter." Ziyuan said in a low voice.

Xin Baoer rolled her eyes secretly; she had already smelled the scent of dog blood.

Ziyuan opened the locked door and made a gesture of invitation. Xin Baoer looked around before stepping in.

"The mistress is a woman the king brought back from outside. No one knows her former identity. The king protected her very well and gave her the largest and most luxurious palace. She sleeps here for most of the month and rarely goes to other people's bedrooms at other times. A woman who is the only favorite in the harem will naturally arouse public anger." Ziyuan touched the familiar scenery in the bedroom, a little absent-minded.

"What happened next?" Xin Baoer couldn't help but ask.

"I was the first one to be assigned to the mistress. Because of her amnesia, she has always felt insecure. I was the one who accompanied her when the king was away. She is a very gentle but stubborn person."

"She felt that she had no memories and her life was incomplete, so even though the king came almost every day, they never had sex. More than a month passed like this, and one day she suddenly started retching. They asked the imperial physician to come over, and only then did they find out that she was three months pregnant."

"Does the king dislike her?" Xin Baoer asked gossipingly when she heard this.

Ziyuan shook her head sadly, "No, not only that, he became even gentler to her. But the lady herself couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. She felt that she was not worthy of the king's favor. But the child was innocent, and she was also afraid that she and the child's father had feelings for each other, and then she would become a slut serving two husbands."

"Pregnant women are naturally emotionally unstable, and she was caught in a dilemma, constantly worrying about whether the child should stay or go. She finally became ill from worrying about it, and her health got worse and worse. The king tried everything he could to make her better, but it didn't work."

"Then how did she die?" Xin Baoer asked.

"Difficult labor."

"The mistress died of a difficult childbirth. Before she gave birth, she was persecuted by other concubines, which led to premature birth. The midwife and the doctor both suggested aborting the baby to save the adult." Ziyuan paused here.

"Since the suggestion was made to save the girl, it means that she could have been saved at that time. What happened later?" Xin Baoer analyzed.

"It just so happened that when the king had decided to save the mistress, she actually remembered the past at the critical moment because of the stimulation of childbirth, and then threatened the king with her own life to save the child."

"Is it so ridiculous? What did she remember?" Xin Baoer couldn't help but complain.

"She thought of her husband, a weak scholar whose family had a little permanent property, while she herself was just a singing girl of humble origins."

The following plot is even more bloody. The scholar rescued the singing girl who was being molested, and the singing girl quickly pledged herself to him. Fortunately, the old man in the scholar's family was open-minded and did not despise her, so the two got married soon. The singing girl found her home and was ready to live a stable life with the scholar.

The beauty is innocent, but she is guilty of possessing a treasure. Beautiful women can never escape the covetousness of bullies when they go out on the street. The couple was stopped by the woods outside the city. The beauty was pushed to the ground and hit her head. The scholar lost his life to save his wife.

Later, the seriously injured and amnesiac beauty was rescued by a king who was passing by. The king was tempted by her beauty and brought her back to the capital. In order to preserve her husband's bloodline, the beauty lost her life after giving birth.

And the child that was exchanged for the beautiful woman's life was Xiaomu, a little princess without the king's blood.

The king's feelings towards her were strange. He loved her because she was his love for everyone in her, but he felt more resentment. He resented that her arrival made him lose the true love he had finally met.

So the king gave Princess Xiaomu an identity and trapped her by his side, like an object to commemorate a beautiful woman. He refused to send her back to her biological grandparents, but because he felt sad every time he saw her, he deliberately ignored her and let her fend for herself in the cannibalistic harem.

The two men walked out of the luxurious palace and went to a small courtyard not far away. The two courtyards were very different in appearance and interior decoration.

The small courtyard was very empty inside and out, with few decorations. The tables, chairs and benches inside had all been bumped to varying degrees. Half of the door was missing, and the windows were still paper-covered with holes in many places, allowing air to leak everywhere.

This small courtyard is where Xiaomu lives. From the traces of bumps and stumbles, it can be seen that the little girl has been hurt here.

Alas, the love of emperors is indeed perverted. In her opinion, it is only because the king has never truly obtained her that he is obsessed with her. If he had obtained her at the beginning, he would probably have forgotten her in a few months.

"Since Xiaomu has biological grandparents, why don't you send her back but entrust her to me instead?" Xin Baoer asked puzzledly.

“When the little princess grew up, she didn’t know where she got to know her life story from. After that, she would sneak out of the palace to look for her relatives in private. The king was very angry when he found out at first, but after this happened many times, he probably came to his senses and finally agreed to send her back.

But when the king found the family, he found out that the scholar was not dead at all. He was just seriously injured and unconscious. After waking up, he looked for the mistress for a while, but after searching in vain, he was in a daze and his studies were delayed. His parents felt sad and forced him to marry another woman. "

"This has nothing to do with Xiaomu's return to his ancestral home, right?" Xin Baoer was confused and suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Originally it had no impact, but his parents spent all their money to buy a drug that can make a person lose their memory in order to let him live a normal life. This made him forget everything about his past. Now that man has a wife and a child, and his family is happy. He doesn't remember the mistress at all, let alone the child he didn't even know about."

After listening to her, Xin Baoer felt that something was not going right and that something was wrong. While following the guards back, she repeated what she had said in her head and finally knew where the problem lay.

I really don’t know whether to say this king is cruel or kind.

He didn't send the child back at first because of his selfishness. Later, after realizing Xiaomu's situation, he wanted to send him back, but Xiaomu became a problem child again. As a king, he raised a child like this, and he had to save face, so he thought about curing the child first and then sending him back. As a result, the child was not cured, and the scholar's family was almost broken up because of his selfishness.

The family had finally gotten out of their misery. If he sent such a problem child back at this time, it would undoubtedly put the family into trouble again.

So after discovering the child's trust in her, she came up with the idea of ​​leaving the child with her.

After thinking all this through, Xin Baoer actually felt a little bit amused and helpless.