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

Prince Yan had a bad feeling in his heart, and he patiently returned to his study.

The princess followed closely and placed the evidence dug up by witness Zhang Yuehe on the table.

It was a shabby little wooden box the size of a palm, crudely made, with a small wooden figure placed inside.

The wooden man has a strange shape, with the three words "Li Yuanjing" engraved on his heart and his birth date engraved below the words.

The name "Shen Wei" was engraved on the back of the wooden figure, and below it was her birth date. The name was stained with dark red blood, and between the two names, two red silk threads were tightly wrapped around each other, which looked strange and bizarre.

Prince Yan picked up the little wooden figure. He recognized the crooked handwriting. It was Shen Wei's handwriting!

Zhang Yue knelt down, trying to make her presence felt: "Your Highness, I discovered this wooden man by accident. I was worried about your safety, so I dared not hide it, so I revealed Shen Wei's evil deeds to the princess."

She looked up and looked at the King of Yan eagerly, hoping that the King of Yan would remember her face. Zhang Yue believed that with her beautiful and refined appearance, she would soon be favored by the King of Yan.

But when Zhang Yue saw the wooden man in King Yan's hand, she had a strange expression - this wooden man seemed different from the wooden man she put into the box!

In order to frame Shen Wei, Zhang Yue secretly carved a wooden man with the name of King Yan and some evil curse words engraved on it.

But the wooden figure in the hands of the King of Yan seemed completely different from the wooden figure she had carved. Why was there blood on the chest? Where did the red line come from? Where did the birth date come from?

Prince Yan's handsome face turned cold. These crooked handwriting were definitely carved by Shen Wei stroke by stroke.

Prince Yan felt a dull pain in his heart. When he asked himself, he realized that he had treated Shen Wei well.

He likes Shen Wei's graceful and attractive body, Shen Wei's meticulous care, and Shen Wei's fresh breath. When Shen Wei encountered a haunted incident, he immediately changed the house for Shen Wei.

But this woman actually cursed him in private!

Could it be that Shen Wei had been deceiving him all along? Was all the deep affection Shen Wei showed just a disguise?

"Go to the Liuli Pavilion." King Yan's face darkened, his thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and he strode towards the Liuli Pavilion.

Zhang Yue watched the tall back of Prince Yan leaving, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought complacently that the days of her, Zhang Yue's, favored life were finally coming.

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Prince Yan came to the Glazed Pavilion and broke into Shen Wei's bedroom with an angry face.

Shen Wei was practicing calligraphy at the desk, carefully copying "Spring Banquet" stroke by stroke. She had a focused expression and her profile was fair and beautiful.

Hearing the noise at the door, Shen Wei raised her head happily: "My Lord, you are back!"

Prince Yan walked to the desk with a gloomy look on his face and picked up the rice paper on the desk to examine it.

[Spring banquet, a glass of green wine and a song...]

Shen Wei wrote several copies. Her handwriting was still not neat, but it was an improvement. The King of Yan clenched the rice paper tightly and threw the box containing the wooden man onto the table with a bang.

The box opened, revealing the oddly shaped wooden figure.

Shen Wei's pretty face showed surprise.

King Yan stared at Shen Wei coldly, his inky eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

He grabbed Shen Wei's slender wrist and asked word by word: "Shen Wei, I have treated you well, why do you curse me?"

Shen Wei's pretty face was blank, as if she had heard some outrageous Arabian Nights story. Tears welled up in her bright eyes, and she stammered, "No... It's not like that..."

When the King of Yan saw her pitiful appearance, his heart suddenly ached for no reason. He asked, "You carved the words on this wooden figure. Do you still want to deny it?"

Shen Wei's handwriting is unique.

It's ugly and weird, and no one can imitate it.

Shen Wei's eyes flashed with grievance, and crystal tears fell down. She choked and said, "This handwriting was carved by me personally... But, but things are not like that..."

Hearing Shen Wei's admission, King Yan felt a surge of pain in his heart.

He thought he had finally found a flower that belonged to him. But he didn't expect that this flower was actually full of thorns, vicious and hypocritical.

King Yan was furious: "The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to quibble! Shen Wei, is there any real friendship you show to me?"

Shen Wei’s eyes widened.

It seemed that she had not expected that the King of Yan would doubt her love. Her temper instantly flared up, and for the first time she got angry at the King of Yan: "Your Majesty, you actually doubt my feelings for you? You...you are going too far!"

Tears as big as beans fell down, Shen Wei seemed to be extremely sad. She turned around angrily and lay on the table sobbing.

The King of Yan became even more angry.

This woman, after doing something wrong, actually dared to lose her temper at him!

"Someone, seal off the Liuli Pavilion. Without my order, Shen is not allowed to take a single step out!" Prince Yan gritted his teeth. If it were any other concubine who committed such a heinous crime, he would have already given her a white silk robe.

But Shen Wei...

Although the Prince of Yan was angry, he couldn't bear to kill her. The palace was stagnant, and he couldn't bring himself to kill a woman who finally caught his heart.

"When will you realize you are wrong? Come and confess to me again!" King Yan said harshly and left in anger.

Shen Wei's aggrieved cry came from behind him. King Yan walked to the door and couldn't help but look back. Shen Wei's face was pale, wet with tears of grievance. Tears fell like beads from a broken string, wetting the rice paper on the table.

He looks very pitiful.

King Yan suppressed his heartache and left coldly.

As soon as he left the Glazed Pavilion, Shen Wei in the room stopped crying instantly. Her fair fingers brushed across the corners of her eyes, wiping away the tears that seeped out.

Shen Wei yawned, rubbed her wrist that was pinched by Prince Yan, and asked Rong Mama who came in, "Have you told Eunuch Fugui?"

Rong Mama handed over a cup of hot tea and said with a smile, "Master, don't worry. Eunuch Fugui likes that snuff bottle very much."

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