Yi Xin as a concubine

"Miss Zhao, please come and see my daughter. See what's wrong with her. Woo woo~"

Lianrong seemed to have found her backbone, and she stumbled and grabbed Zhao Xian and walked towards Xin Baoer.

Zhao Xian staggered when she pulled him, and he was a little confused. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Miss, let me go to Zhao Han to find the female doctor!" Yingge was frightened by the tense atmosphere and asked tremblingly.

"Move aside." The voice was so cold that it could freeze people into ice, and the three panicked people were suddenly speechless.

Just as the three of them were stunned, "swish, swish, swish" three silver needles had been firmly inserted into Xin Baoer's body, and now he was holding a needle to prick her fingertips.

"Hey, who are you and what do you want?"

"Let my girl go!"

Zhao Xian and Lian Rong ran to Xin Baoer at the same time and almost simultaneously reached out their hands to pull the woman who was giving Xin Baoer the acupuncture.

"Don't move!" the woman said coldly again.

Blood flowed out from the fingertips, as if a cut had been made in the body. All the things that were pent up in the heart slowly flowed out of the body along with the bright red blood.

His breathing gradually returned to normal, his dull eyes moved, and gradually a little spirit came back.

"It's just overfrightening and stressful. Everything will be fine once you wake up." After saying this, the woman turned around and walked out, as if it had nothing to do with her and that saving people was just a matter of convenience.

The same pink and tender clothes, the workmanship and tailoring are hard to describe, but when worn by this woman, it unexpectedly becomes cold. I don’t know how she did it.

"Thank you!"

A weak voice was transmitted through the vibration of the chest cavity, carrying with it the tragic feeling of surviving a disaster.

"Think less and worry less, and you will live longer."

The woman who stopped because of Xin Baoer's gratitude did not look back. She left after saying a cold word of concern.

"Baoer, are you okay? I was scared to death."

Zhao Xian ran over, grabbed Xin Baoer's hand, and asked with concern. Lian Rong beside her also looked worried.

Xin Baoer shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

"Who was that girl just now? She was so cold that it could freeze someone to death." Zhao Xian said, shivering exaggeratedly.

"The guy in the west room usually never goes out, but I didn't expect he's such a cold-faced but warm-hearted person." Xin Baoer raised the corner of her mouth and said as she looked at the receding figure.

"What a weird guy." Zhao Xian sighed, and continued to ask Xin Baoer about her well-being. He didn't pay much attention to the sudden appearance of this person who looked very capable.

"Hey, I was just about to ask you to go eat, and you brought it back."

"Yingge, go get it as well, and call Ayu over by the way." He skillfully sent the little girl to do the job, and then started taking food out of the lunch box.

Seeing that she had made all the arrangements, Xin Baoer swallowed the words that were about to come out to send everyone off to eat. It would be good to have a few people to accompany her, at least it would allow her to have fewer wild thoughts.

After dinner, the three of them took a short rest. No one mentioned what happened before. They talked and laughed for a while, then went to gather together.

After reviewing etiquette for an entire afternoon, Xin Baoer's physical fatigue helped to alleviate some of the fear in her heart.

After dinner, I lay in bed but couldn’t fall asleep.

"Lianrong, come in."

The door was quietly opened and Lianrong walked in cautiously.

"Girl, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine. Sit down and talk to me. I can't sleep."

"Okay." Lianrong brought a small stool, moved closer to Xin Baoer, and reached out to pull up the quilt that had slipped down for her.

"It's autumn now, and the nights are cool, so please be careful."

"Okay, stop busying yourself. What's going on today when you said we couldn't go out? Tell me in detail."

Xin Baoer's voice was faint, as if she was talking about something insignificant, but only she knew what kind of torment her heart was going through.

"Girl, you..." Lianrong hesitated.

"I'm fine. If I know more, I might feel more confident."

Lianrong saw that she looked indifferent and couldn't guess what her mood was at the moment. She thought for a while before speaking.

"After the old nanny who adopted me passed away, I was young and didn't have a fixed job assigned to me. I only did odd jobs occasionally, which gave me a lot of free time. I was cold and hungry, so I ran around everywhere. I know all the dog holes and paths in the harem."

"One night, I was very hungry, so I crawled in through the dog hole near the forbidden courtyard of Chuxiu Palace, which was closer to the kitchen."

"But just as I got in, I heard footsteps. I was so scared that I quickly hid in the bushes nearby. Then I saw a very beautiful sister, carrying a package and looking around furtively. At that time, I thought she was a little palace maid who stole something."

"But soon, I realized it wasn't her. Just when that sister was trying to get through the bushes, several strong women came running over and grabbed her."

"I saw her struggling desperately and begging, but the maids were hard-hearted. Not only did they not pity her, they pinched and pinched her. Finally, the sister ran out of strength and fell to the ground in despair. Only then did the maids stop."

"I was so scared at that time that I covered my mouth tightly and didn't dare to make any sound. Then I heard the sister talking to herself hopelessly, she said 'Why can't you let me go out' over and over again."

"Later, one of the aunts who hadn't taken any action seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She squatted in front of the sister and whispered something. Although her voice was not loud, I was close enough to hear some of it."

Having said this, Lianrong carefully looked up at Xin Baoer again, as if to confirm whether she should continue speaking.

"Tell me, I'm fine." Xin Baoer rubbed her head and said softly.

"Yes, that aunt said that once you enter the harem, you can never leave. You either have to follow the emperor or find a way to follow the ministers. Otherwise, you can only be a slave. As long as you are still alive, you can't leave."

"Young lady, you don't know, this palace is really not a good place. Many people die every day, especially women, palace maids and concubines. They don't even have a coffin. They are wrapped in bamboo mats and taken away to who knows where."

Xin Baoer's face remained unchanged, but her heart was in turmoil.

Yes, there are so many masters in this palace, so naturally many people are needed to serve them. If one dies, another must be replaced. Then those women who were not selected are the best choices. After all, they once entered the palace with legitimate reasons.

She was so naive and took things for granted.

This was not the country in any of the history books she had read, so the rules of the draft that she had known before were completely inapplicable here. Even though she had ugly scars and a disfigured face, she still had hands and feet and could work.

Maybe she really can't go back.

This desperate realization made her look pale and she could no longer maintain her previous calm.

"Girl, are you okay?" Lianrong looked at her worriedly.

Xin Baoer suddenly grabbed Lianrong's arms and looked at her ferociously.

"How is that woman now?" she asked anxiously, as if she wanted to grab something.

Lian Rong was startled. After a long while, she said weakly and sadly, "She's dead!"

The hands that were holding Lianrong's arms drooped down dejectedly, and the person seemed to have lost his life.

"Girl~" Lianrong called out timidly.

"How did she die?" The hoarse and low voice was filled with despair and helplessness.

"Girl, you should take a rest. You don't look well."

Lianrong didn't want to say anything more. The girl's face was as pale as paper. Her red lips, which were once so bright that they needed to be covered with makeup, were now bloodless. She looked like a lifeless rag doll.

She was so afraid that if she continued talking, the girl would break and disappear, just like her sister who was covered in scars and dying on that rainy night, and never saw the sun again.

"Go ahead, it doesn't seem like there's anything worse going on."

Xin Baoer gave a pale and weak smile, with a tone of desperate sarcasm. It was unclear whether she was mocking her own naivety, or the ruthlessness of the world that left her no way to survive.

"Miss, please don't be like this. I'm scared. We won't listen today, okay? We still have to practice etiquette tomorrow, and you... you still have embroidery work to do. Can you please take a rest first?" Lianrong cried anxiously.