Yi Xin as a concubine

After dinner, the three of them didn't want to sleep.

Although I am a little tired during these few days here, I am still relatively free. As long as I don't cause trouble and behave myself, no one will pay attention to me. The girls have been trained like dogs and have no energy or sheer sheer willpower to cause trouble.

But after tonight, at dawn tomorrow, such peace will be broken, and the people around you may become stumbling blocks on your way forward.

The human heart is probably the thing in this world that cannot stand the test of the most.

"Let's stay together today. We haven't had a good chat these past few days." Zhao Xian's eyes lit up and he said happily.

Xin Baoer's expression froze and she suddenly became nervous.

"Is it not possible?" Zhao Xian noticed Xin Baoer's unnaturalness and asked cautiously.

"No...no, I just haven't...been with anyone else...been there before, so I'm a little nervous."

Xin Baoer spoke somewhat embarrassedly, her voice so soft that it could not be heard unless one listened carefully.

"It's settled then. I'll come find you after I wash up."

After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he looked at Wei Yu, who had been silent. When he saw her nod slightly, he got up and went to prepare toiletries.

The night sky was deep, as the fifteenth moon was about to be full. The bright moonlight made the stars in the sky pale in comparison, and shone into the somewhat empty room through the open window.

The curtains on the bunk bed facing the window were not drawn and there were no candles lit in the room, but one could still clearly see three girls sitting side by side on the bed.

The three girls were all wearing pajamas, leaning against the wall, covered with a quilt, staring at the moonlight streaming through the window.

"What do you think the palace looks like?" Zhao Xian said with some melancholy.

"I don't know." Wei Yuyan was as concise as ever.

"The walls are very high, the doors are very large and thick, the thresholds are also very high, there are many large and beautiful houses, many exquisite and expensive ornaments, rockeries and strange stones, clear water, bright and precious flowers, groups of slaves, and groups of beauties."

For some reason, Xin Baoer suddenly remembered the appearance of the palace she saw in the video of her previous life, and then she spoke it out without any psychological burden, without any interruptions or stammering.

"Do you want to go there?" Youyou said a long sentence and asked casually.

"I don't want to." Wei Yu said.

"Whether we want to or not is not up to us. I don't know why you came here, but I was forced to come here. My father was framed by his enemies and was imprisoned. I was inexplicably sent to Shengjing in a carriage, and then I came here."

Zhao Xian, who is cheerful, optimistic, enthusiastic and sunny, couldn't help showing confusion at this time.

"I'm almost there, but I'm not as lucky as you. I have an unscrupulous father who threatens me with my mother..."

Having said this, Wei Yu suddenly stopped and didn't say anything further, but Xin Baoer already understood and couldn't help but look at Wei Yu with some sympathy.

"Miss Xin, what about you? You look so weak and fragile, you shouldn't have suffered at home, why were you sent here?"

Zhao Xian has a strong self-healing ability. He looked confused just now, but unexpectedly, after just a few words, he was chatting with them as if nothing had happened.

"I was probably unlucky. My father had arranged for me to cancel my candidacy, but I still couldn't escape it. No one notified my family to prepare, and they dragged me here on the same day. That day was also my coming-of-age ceremony, and I didn't even get to have my own coming-of-age banquet."

Perhaps because of what happened to her two companions, Xin Baoer felt depressed, so she spoke in a relaxed manner, with some regret and pity in her tone.

After saying this, she saw that the two of them were looking at her in disbelief, and then she said playfully:

"Don't call me girl anymore, just call me Bao'er. My full name is Xin Bao'er."

"Baoer, it seems that you are really favored at home. You are the treasure of the family." Zhao Xian joked with a smile.

"But I was a treasure at home. After coming here, I realized that everyone is a weed and we have to survive tenaciously."

Xin Baoer's words were meant to be humorous, and the three of them fell silent for a while.

"Are you afraid?"

After a long time, Zhao Xiancai asked again in a low voice.

"What are you afraid of? At most, one life can be exchanged for another."

Under the cold moonlight, Wei Yu's voice was filled with determination and cruelty.

"Ayu, you are good at martial arts and can still resist, but Bao'er, I'm afraid he doesn't even have a chance to resist. I heard that people in the palace will eat people. It would be great if we could be chosen by those ministers."

Zhao Xian spoke in a low voice, and his voice unconsciously carried a hint of confusion and melancholy.

Upon hearing this, Xin Baoer looked at Zhao Xian. Under the moonlight, Zhao Xian's small face glowed with a healthy glow. His facial features were not particularly outstanding, but he was young and loved to laugh. He gave people a very comfortable feeling. He was the type that became more attractive the more you looked at him.

Zhao Xian is fourteen years old, one year younger than Xin Baoer, but because of the exercise she has gained from traveling around the country with her father, her body has developed well and she has a curvy figure at a young age, which adds a lot to her not-so-outstanding looks.

There should be many women with good figures in the palace, so Zhao Xian's idea should be possible to achieve.

On the other hand, Wei Yu has three-dimensional and heroic features, a thin waist and long legs, a straight back, and a naturally proud look. Such a figure and appearance is probably just in line with the current aesthetic, which is actually very dangerous.

She looked at her blurry self in the mirror again in the moonlight. She was as beautiful as jade, and her skin was glowing white even in the moonlight. But now her face was filled with sorrow, making her look even more fragile and pitiful.

She has lost some weight these days, and it is not an exaggeration to say that her body is as delicate as a willow in the wind, with a slender waist, white wrists, bright eyes, white teeth, dark eyebrows, cherry lips, eyebrows shaped like a crescent moon, a full forehead, and a high nose bridge. She looked very cute when she had baby fat, and now that she has lost weight, every part of her looks more delicate and beautiful, just the right amount.

While Xin Baoer was secretly worrying about her appearance, Zhao Xian and Wei Yu were also looking at her.

"Baoer, you..." Zhao Xian hesitated to speak.

"I'm afraid there's no escape!" Wei Yu revealed the result mercilessly.

They both looked at her worriedly.

"Well, it's a blessing in disguise. We should go to bed early. Otherwise, if we make a mistake during the election tomorrow, we might lose our heads."

You have to survive before you can plan for other things. Xin Baoer kept this sentence in her heart and didn't say it out loud.

The three girls snuggled up to each other, squeezed into a small bed, thinking about their own thoughts, and slowly fell asleep.

In the wreckage of the burned-down library in the Xin Mansion, in a corner of the ruins, two men stood facing each other.

"What do you want from me?" One of the men looked around with some disdain and said impatiently.

"Please, sir, save my eighth daughter. She cannot enter the palace!"

The voice was very familiar, obviously belonging to Master Xin, and the tone was full of pleading.

"Didn't your eighth daughter's problem get resolved?" the man asked in surprise.

"You don't know, sir. The case was originally resolved, but somehow we were spotted by that eunuch Qiu Chang and taken away directly." Master Xin said this with helplessness and regret, gritting his teeth. If that man was right in front of him, he would probably pounce on him and take a bite.

The man called Young Master frowned, and his cynical expression could hardly be maintained.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I know about this matter. I will tell the master. Master Xin, wait for my news."

"Yes, please, sir." Master Xin bowed quickly.

The man walked a few steps outside the library and stopped again.

Asked: "Why can't she enter the palace?"

Upon hearing this, Master Xin paused, but hesitated and was unwilling to speak.

"You are still hiding something at this time? Don't you want to save your daughter?" The young man's voice suddenly became harsh, and he was intimidating without even being angry.

Master Xin was startled and immediately fell to his knees with a plop.

"Speak!" the man ordered.

"The Eighth Miss is... the eldest granddaughter of Prime Minister Lin of the previous dynasty. She looks 60% like her father."

Master Xin said this with a trembling voice, and was sweating profusely after he finished speaking.

"What? You said she is Lin Zhou's daughter." The young man was also a little surprised.

It is really sad to think that such a brilliant man died innocently. Now that people know that he has descendants, the young man can't help but pay more attention to him.

"okay, I get it."

The young man left after he finished speaking, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Master Xin sat on the ground dejectedly, his heart filled with great sorrow. He finally broke his promise to Lirou.