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

The voice was gentle and soft, and contained a reassuring power.

Zhaoyang raised his head in a daze, his vision became clear, and Shen Wei's fair and beautiful face came into view.

"Shen...Shen Wei..."

Zhaoyang's tears fell instantly, and she threw herself into Shen Wei's arms and sobbed. Her tears of grievance and pain wet Shen Wei's clothes.

Shen Wei patted her back soothingly, and said softly: "It's all over, don't worry, don't be afraid."

Zhaoyang cried for a long time.

It was as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered.

After she had cried enough, Shen Wei asked Yun'er to pass the cold medicine. Shen Wei used a small porcelain spoon to feed Zhaoyang the medicine mouthful by mouthful.

After drinking the medicine, Zhaoyang slowly stopped crying. She couldn't sleep, so she curled up like a cat in the corner of the bed.

Yun'er walked into the bedroom and whispered to Princess Zhaoyang: "Princess, a man's body was found in the forest of Donghu. There were several bloody holes in his throat..."

Zhaoyang said nothing, his eyes were dull.

Shen Wei sighed inwardly. She told Yun'er, "Tell the guards to throw the body into the mass grave to feed the wild dogs. Tell everyone to keep their mouths shut about the princess' disappearance last night. Don't spread the news."

Since this concerns the reputation of the Princess of Daqing, what happened last night must be kept secret and must not be heard by the people of Yanjing.

Yun'er also knew the seriousness of the matter and nodded quickly. At the same time, Yun'er also secretly admired Shen Wei.

This Shen lady looked weak, but I didn't expect her to be able to remain calm in the face of danger. Last night, Yun'er was so anxious that she almost lost her mind, but Shen Wei was the only one who remained calm and composed, calmly arranging everyone's work.

Shen Wei accompanied Zhaoyang in the bedroom in the morning.

Zhaoyang was still in a gloomy state, as if he had suffered a great blow. In the morning, a servant reported from outside the courtyard that Yan Yunting had come again.

Zhaoyang raised her head in a daze. After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice, "Let someone drive him away... I... I don't want to see him again."

Zhaoyang lowered his eyes.

The storm that night and the ugly man who rushed towards her washed away all her expectations of Yan Yunting. She finally realized that Yan Yunting was not a good man.

He always teased her like a docile puppy, who would follow him faithfully if given a bone.

"Okay! I'll chase him away right away!" Yun'er was overjoyed and excitedly called the guards at the door to chase him away.

The room was quiet.

Shen Wei put down the teacup and saw Zhao Yang's tears falling silently. After a long while, Zhao Yang said in a hoarse voice: "Shen Wei, I don't want to like Yan Yunting anymore..."

She would try her best to remove Yan Yunting from her heart and break up with him completely.

Shen Wei's lips curled up slightly, feeling very relieved. After all the ups and downs, Zhaoyang finally recognized the reality, which was a good thing.

...

The entrance to the courtyard.

Yan Yunting frowned and asked Yun'er again and again: "Princess, do you really not want to see me?"

Yun'er raised her chin and replied coldly: "Minister Yan, I have made it very clear. The princess does not want to see you, and will never see you again from now on! You and the young lady of the Tan Tai family live together, and the princess will not interfere!"

Yan Yunting was silent, feeling very uncomfortable.

This Zhaoyang is too willful!

He was just delayed by the storm and did not go to the appointment. Zhaoyang made a big fuss over such a trivial matter.

What a willful person.

This is also the point that Zhaoyang is not as good as Tan Tairou. Tan Tairou is always gentle and considerate, and can understand all his difficulties. Zhaoyang is always too willful and unreasonable.

All men have self-esteem. After being repeatedly rejected, Yan Yunting's self-esteem was greatly damaged. He said unhappily: "Please tell Her Royal Highness the Princess that Yan Yunting will soon leave Beijing. It will take at least three to five years before he can return."

The journey was imminent, and the separation was a long time. Before leaving, Yan Yunting wanted to meet with Zhaoyang and make a promise. When he returned to Yanjing in the future, he would definitely ask the emperor to personally order him to marry the princess.

But Zhaoyang was in a bad mood and didn't want to see him. Yan Yunting knew that Zhaoyang would regret not seeing him today.

Yun Er was delighted: "Okay, okay, it's a good thing that we haven't seen each other for three to five years."

Princess Zhaoyang is now disappointed with Yan Yunting. Time is the best medicine. After three to five years, Zhaoyang might have let go of Yan Yunting.

After being mocked by a little palace maid again and again, Yan Yunting was filled with anger. He waved his sleeves fiercely: "Yan Yunting, goodbye."

He turned and left without looking back.

Yun'er was eager to send him away with drums and gongs. Yun'er pouted and said, "A mere minister, what a nobody he is. He really thinks that my princess must have him."

When Yun'er returned to the villa, Zhaoyang had already gotten up.

Zhaoyang looked pale and sick. She told Yun'er calmly, "Take all the red hairpins in the sandalwood box to the shop in Yanjing and sell them."

Yun Er nodded repeatedly: "I'll do it right away!"

Princess Zhaoyang had an exquisite sandalwood box, which contained the red hairpins given to her by Yan Yunting. Zhaoyang regarded them as treasures and would wear the sandalwood box wherever she went.

Looking back on the past, Zhaoyang was shocked to find out.

She gave Yan Yunting clothes that she had sewn herself, hairpins, and rare and precious medicines, wanting to give Yan Yunting the best things in the world.

But she had admired Yan Yunting for many years, but all she got was five or six ordinary hairpins.

Love is inherently unequal.

Yun'er hugged the sandalwood box and ran out of the villa as fast as she could, fearing that if she was a step late, Zhaoyang would change his mind.

...

The next morning.

At dawn, Yan Yunting left Yanjing City in a carriage. The carriage stopped at the official road, and Tan Tairou was already waiting at the intersection.

She was wearing a plain long dress, standing quietly at the intersection, looking particularly delicate and pitiful. Yan Yunting got off the carriage and saw Tan Tairou, who was wearing thin clothes, and said quickly: "It's cold today, and you are weak. If you catch a cold again, I will be very worried."

With tears in her eyes, Tan Tairou said softly, "Brother Yunting, we are parting today and I don't know when we will meet again. The border is dangerous, so be careful. Rou'er will be waiting for you in Yanjing."

Any man would be moved by such gentle and considerate words.

Yan Yunting softened his heart and secretly decided that he must not disappoint such a gentle woman. He said, "When I leave Beijing, Zhaoyang may target you. Rou'er, remember to protect yourself."

Tan Tai nodded softly and said lovingly, "The princess is not a willful person. If I don't make mistakes, she won't deliberately target me."

Yan Yunting said coldly: "Zhaoyang has always been willful."

It was just a breach of contract, but Zhaoyang refused to come to see him now. Yan Yunting looked back at Yanjing City. In the early morning, pedestrians were coming and going, but Zhaoyang's carriage had not yet appeared.

Yan Yunting felt extremely disappointed.

He was about to go on a long journey, but Zhaoyang didn't even bother to come and see him off.

It was late, and after Yan Yunting and Tan Tairou said goodbye, he returned to the carriage to take up his post. The carriage was moving slowly, and Yan Yunting felt inexplicably lost, and even had a faint fear of loss.

He had been away for three to five years, and Zhaoyang was left alone in Yanjing. There were many young talents around him who were attached to the princess. What if the princess changed her mind?

Yan Yunting lifted the carriage curtain, wanting to see if Zhaoyang was following. In the dim sunlight, he suddenly saw a slender figure hiding behind the shelves at the city gate. He couldn't see her face, but he could see the white jade plum blossom gold hairpin on the end of her hair.

This is the golden hairpin he gave to Zhaoyang!

The heavy stone hanging in Yan Yunting's heart fell heavily to the ground. Zhaoyang had indeed come to see him off secretly, but she had deliberately disguised herself as an ordinary woman in order to conceal her whereabouts.

Yan Yunting lowered the curtain and breathed a sigh of relief. He could travel without any worries, as Zhaoyang would be waiting for him in Yanjing.

The carriage slowly left. At the gate of Yanjing City, two young women were chatting. One of the women was surprised and asked, "Sister, the gold hairpin on your head is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

The other woman smiled and replied, "I bought it at a shop in Yanjing. The price was very cheap."

"You are so lucky. This golden hairpin is obviously not an ordinary item."

The gate of Yanjing city is bustling with people coming and going, and it is still as lively as before.