Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

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Shen Wei didn't like Kunyu Courtyard where the princess lived. It was too solemn and rigid, and the house was filled with strong incense from Buddhist shrines.

In addition to teaching her children, the princess' biggest hobby is burning incense and worshipping Buddha. She also spent a lot of money to buy a rare white jade Buddha statue, which she placed in the chapel and knelt down to worship it every day.

Shen Wei walked into the dim main room. The princess was wearing a dark purple long gown with a front opening, which looked dark and old-fashioned. Her sharp eyes looked over, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

In addition to the princess, Liu Ruyan and Liu Qiaoer were also sitting on both sides. Together with Zhang Miaoyu who came with them, all the highest-ranking women in the palace's rear house were present.

Zhang Yue stood obediently on one side, with an unconcealed smugness and sarcasm on the corners of her lips.

"Greetings to the princess, and to all the concubines." Shen Wei bowed and greeted.

The princess took a sip of tea and said to Zhang Yue calmly, "Zhang, tell me again what you saw in Fangfei Garden."

Zhang Yue followed suit and began to make up a story: "Princess, I felt bored this morning. Although no one lived in Fangfei Garden, the flowers and plants were lush and beautiful, so I went to Fangfei Garden to relax. Unexpectedly, I walked under a peach tree and saw a pile of dirt under the peach tree. I was curious, so I opened the pile and saw a box. A wooden man was buried in the box, and there were vicious words cursing the prince on the wood."

"I am afraid. This is clearly a witchcraft that curses people! Fangfei Garden was previously inhabited by Shen Wei. This thing was most likely buried by her. I dare not hide it, so I can only come to the princess for help."

After Zhang Yue finished speaking, the main house fell into silence.

Shen Wei's pretty face turned pale instantly, as if she had suffered a great blow. She bit the corner of her pink lips tightly, shook her head in panic, and then murmured: "No... Impossible... There is absolutely no such thing in Fangfei Garden where I live..."

Shen Wei looked very panicked and couldn't even stand steadily.

Cai Ping, who was standing beside her, quickly supported Shen Wei, her eyes full of heartache.

Shen Wei's eyes were red, and tears fell uncontrollably: "Princess, I would never dare to do that kind of witchcraft! Please understand...I really have no way to defend myself."

Zhang Yue said sarcastically, "The wooden man I saw with my own eyes, how could it be fake? Do you want someone to dig out the wooden man and throw it in front of you before you admit your guilt?"

Seeing Shen Wei's flustered look, Zhang Yue felt very happy.

What a useless piece of trash, he can't even defend himself, he can only sob and cry there.

Not only did Zhang Yue look down on Shen Wei, even the princess secretly shook her head - Zhang Yue's false accusations were full of loopholes. If Shen Wei had been a little smarter and asked to check the text on the wooden man and the source of the fabric, she would have always been able to find the key to breaking the deadlock.

But Shen Wei was obviously too stupid.

When encountering problems, she can only cry and keep saying "there is no way to defend herself". This kind of stupid woman who only has beauty can be knocked down by any gust of wind in the backyard.

The princess slammed the table and said sternly, "Ms. Shen, the prince treated you well, but you practiced witchcraft privately! First, you will be confined to the Glazed Pavilion until the prince returns to make the final decision."

Those who practice witchcraft in private will be given white silk.

Shen Wei's pretty face turned pale, and her legs softened as she sat on the ground. The corners of her lips twitched helplessly, and she murmured helplessly: "It's not like this... It's not like this..."

But no one listened to her explanation. Matron Liu, along with two maids, carried the distraught Shen Wei back to the Liuli Pavilion and put her in solitary confinement.

As glorious as Shen Wei was a few days ago, she is in such a miserable state now.

But in one day, she fell from a high tower into an abyss.

"Oh, she is so pitiful." Liu Ruyan shook her silk fan, a trace of pity flashing across her eyes.

Liu Qiaoer smiled disdainfully: "At least it was glorious, and not too pathetic."

When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king. If it were the palace of the past, Zhang Yue's trick of false accusation would not be acceptable.

Such a despicable means of false accusation actually dragged the favored Shen Wei from a high position into the abyss.

Liu Qiaoer was even more grateful for her choice. She did not fight or compete, but lived in peace in a corner. Although she ate simple meals, at least she was safe and did not have to get involved in the ups and downs of domestic fighting.

Everyone was watching the show and treating Shen Wei as a joke.

Only Zhang Miaoyu was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She said angrily: "Princess, this is clearly someone deliberately framing me! Please investigate!"

The princess said calmly, "Wait for the prince to come back and make the decision. I am tired, so the sisters should go back first."

The concubines bowed and said goodbye.

Soon, the news that Shen Wei secretly practiced witchcraft and cursed King Yan spread.

Everyone sighed. They didn't expect that the favored Shen Wei would do such a despicable thing in private.

Of course, there were a few people who saw through the truth and knew that Shen Wei was framed.

But so what? No one dared to seek justice for a concubine of humble origins.

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The sultry summer wind blew to the Confucian Temple in the suburbs of Yanjing.

The female boss of the business came to collect the cloth as usual. In her spare time, she chatted with Shen's mother: "Aunt, I went to the palace to sell cloth today. I heard that there is a concubine named Shen in the backyard of the palace. She was falsely accused of practicing witchcraft. Alas, she is so pitiful. I am afraid that if she doesn't die, she will be demoted to a low-ranking maid."

Mother Shen was nailed to the spot like a nail, her head buzzing.

Could the concubine named Shen be her third daughter?

"It's not easy to be a concubine in the palace, alas." The female boss of the business sighed, put away the cloth and left.

Mother Shen's tears fell, feeling heartbroken and helpless.

Shen Xiuming, who was reading in the room, had a blank expression on his face. After a moment, he firmly picked up the book and continued to study hard with full concentration.

His sister is in prison, and as her younger brother, he must study hard to gain fame!

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The weather was hot and humid, and the sun was setting. Prince Yan walked back to the palace in the heat. He thought he could see Shen Wei's pretty face under the eaves, but the eaves were empty and there was no trace of the beauty.

Prince Yan frowned imperceptibly.

Strange, why is Weiwei not here today?

Could it be that the weather was so hot that he got sick?

As the Prince of Yan was thinking, the Princess and Nanny Liu came towards him. The Princess bowed respectfully to the Prince of Yan and said, "Your Majesty, there is something I don't know how to decide. I can only ask Your Majesty to make the decision."

Prince Yan had been busy all day and just wanted to go to Shen Wei's place to eat some cold cake to cool off.

But the princess blocked his way and made the Prince of Yan stand in the sweltering sunset, without noticing the sweat on his forehead.

Prince Yan said impatiently: "You are the mistress of the palace, you can decide the affairs of the inner house yourself."

The princess simply told the prince of Yan: "Your Highness, the Shen family of Liuli Pavilion was caught red-handed for practicing witchcraft."

King Yan paused.

Witchcraft?