I turned the cold palace into a paradise

Yunyue came out of the space and started to clean the room she lived in. Although the home in her space was more comfortable and safer, she couldn't hide in it for the rest of her life. If she did, she would be sorry to the heaven and the real Yunyue. She would go crazy.

Yunyue did it right away. She took out a rag from the space and wiped the rustic tables and chairs first. She drooled as she wiped. Oh my god, this is truly a palace that gathers all the wealth and good things in the world. Even in the cold palace, the tables and chairs are made of huanghuali wood.

Just think about the pear blossom yellow wood armchair in my grandfather's house that can be sold for a sky-high price. If my grandfather saw all the treasures in my room, he would be so happy that he would faint.

The room was not big, only about ten square meters. There was nothing else except a table, chairs, bed, and a dressing table. Yunyue finished cleaning in a short while.

Many people think that the cold palace is a cold palace, empty, never heated, and the concubines who are sent to the cold palace will shiver with cold. In fact, the "coldness" of the cold palace is only spiritual. Once sent to the cold palace, it means losing favor, freedom, power, wealth and glory.

In other words, the cold palace is actually a prison for the concubines who were despised and abandoned in the palace. Why are there so many concubines in history who died or went crazy after entering the cold palace? Who wouldn't go crazy? Staying in such a place for a lifetime, without freedom, entertainment, or food. For them, going crazy and dying are both a relief.

After cleaning the room, Yunyue stood by the bed and encountered the biggest problem. The roof was leaking right at the head of the bed. It was impossible to fix it by herself, let alone ask someone to help.

The only solution was to move the bed to another location. But this solid wood bed didn't budge even after Yunyue pushed, pulled, and lifted it. She had to find a helper, but where could she find one?

It was not forbidden to bring maids to the cold palace. In the past, many loyal maids would come in with the concubines. But this time, the conscienceless Xiao Yinchen did not allow the concubines to bring maids in. Except for the Queen Mother, other concubines were not allowed to bring maids. Even the two personal maids around the original body were driven to the laundry shop.

Yunyue couldn't help but spit on the dog emperor in her heart, who wanted to be a whore and also wanted to be a saint. She knew clearly that these concubines had grown up under the care of others since they were young. Without the palace maids to take care of them, there was no way they could live well in this cold palace.

Yunyue saw clearly what the dog emperor was thinking. He wanted to win over the family forces behind these concubines, but he also wished that these concubines would die soon.

Under imperial power, women are always the first to be abandoned and sacrificed.

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In a small secret room, a pair of half-man-high cloisonné enamel lanterns with flower and bird patterns illuminated the entire secret room. In the corner, on a rosewood bed, a man in white was lying.

His long hair was like ink and scattered on the bed. His high nose, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows, and perfect facial features were impeccable. A mole at the end of his eyebrow added a touch of weirdness to his face. The light illuminated half of his face, and even though he was asleep, one could still feel his innate majesty and nobility. This was the temperament of a person in a superior position.

The man was very thin, with sunken cheeks and very pale skin. It was not the natural paleness, but the paleness that came from not seeing the sun for a long time and being malnourished. Even so, it did not detract from his beautiful, unreal appearance, but instead made him look more pitiful.

The man in a coma suddenly twitched his eyelashes and opened his eyes abruptly. His dark eyes were filled with vicissitudes and confusion.

How could this happen? How could this happen? Wasn't this the place where I was imprisoned for six years in my previous life? How did I return here?

The man looked around and saw the familiar feeling engraved in his bones. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. Every detail of the small place was exactly the same as in his memory. Even the missing corner of the table was the same. He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly raised his right hand, and saw the bony but intact palm.

The man took a few deep breaths, waited until his heartbeat calmed down, and suddenly laughed softly.

My dear brother, I am back.

This person was the deceased Crown Prince Xiao Yinmo who had already been buried.

Xiao Yinmo calmed himself down and closed his eyes again, because in the dark, people would be able to reveal their scars bit by bit and clearly see the blood and pus inside.

Everything from my past life flashed through my mind.

In the previous life, when the imperial doctors gave Emperor Shenwu only three months to live, in order to save his father, he asked around and finally found the whereabouts of the miracle doctor. The more powerful a person is, the more eccentric his temperament is, and the same is true for the miracle doctor. Using the imperial power cannot bring a miracle doctor without weaknesses, it will only make him fight to the death, so he personally led people to ask for the miracle doctor.

Xiao Yinmo led his men there secretly, and only told Emperor Shenwu and his confidant, Eunuch Li. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed just after leaving the capital. At that moment, Xiao Yinmo already knew that Eunuch Li had betrayed them.

Although Xiao Yinmo was good at martial arts, the people who killed him were all good warriors, one after another, until the last guard fell beside him. As a prince, Xiao Yinmo had his own pride, and he would never allow himself to become a prisoner, let alone die in the hands of these people. So he jumped off the cliff.

When Xiao Yinmo woke up, he saw his second brother Xiao Yinchen with a smile. Before Xiao Yinmo could show his surprise, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yinchen's dragon robe.

When Xiao Yinchen saw Xiao Yinmo looking at his dragon robe with a shocked expression, he deliberately opened his arms and turned around twice on the spot.

"Brother Crown Prince, do you think my clothes look good? They fit me well, right? Oh, no, you are not the Crown Prince now, but I will be the Emperor soon."

"You! Cough cough cough cough..." Xiao Yinmo was so excited that he couldn't stop coughing, as if his heart was about to cough out.

"Royal brother, don't get excited. You just saved your life. I don't want you to die. I want you to watch how I become the most noble person in the world." The ambition in Xiao Yinchen's eyes was about to become reality.

Seeing this, Xiao Yinmo felt increasingly depressed.

"Brother, where are the Golden Dragon Guards?"

"Ahem, I don't know."

Xiao Yinchen sneered. "If that's the case, then you should think about it carefully here. Tomorrow is the day I ascend the throne, and I still have many things to deal with. After I ascend the throne, I will come to see you every day until you remember where the Golden Dragon Guard is. Just rest and recover." After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left.

Xiao Yinmo got up from the bed, trying to stop him from leaving. He wanted to know why he did this and what happened to his father.

He was struggling to stay where he was when he lunged forward. He looked down and saw that his feet were shackled.

At this moment, many things in Xiao Yinmo's mind suddenly began to connect together, and everything became traceable.

Later, as Xiao Yinchen said, he would come to the secret room to visit Xiao Yinmo almost every day, telling him how he had buried himself, how he had made the disobedient ministers surrender, and how he had gradually become the most honorable person in the world.

Xiao Yinmo then realized that Xiao Yinchen had hated all of them since his mother died. It was he who tricked Emperor Shenwu into raising him by the side of the empress, so that his status would be more noble than that of other princes. On the surface, he acted like a brother to him, but in his heart he was always jealous and hated him.

The death of his mother and father were also related to him. Although Emperor Shenwu had a chronic illness from the war when he was young, he recovered a lot under the care of the imperial doctors. It was he who colluded with the imperial doctors and eunuch Li. They poisoned Emperor Shenwu, and it was they who led him to believe that only the divine doctor could cure his father...

Xiao Yinmo had hated and resented before, until time turned the resentment in his heart into a desire to die.

Six years, six whole years. Xiao Yinmo was tied up in a dark room for six years.

He even felt like a dog, being teased by Xiao Yinchen.

"My father once named me Chen, hoping that I would become dust. Now he knows that his most beloved and promising son has become dust, hahahahaha."

Xiao Yinchen often came to the secret room to tell her about the beauty of the outside world and how the people she cared about were tortured by him one by one.

The double torture of mind and body made Xiao Yinmo no longer want to live like this. On the day he tried to commit suicide, he unexpectedly picked up the key to his shackles.

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Later, Xiao Yinmo left the palace. He found the Golden Dragon Guards and took back the throne in six years. However, the six years in the secret room had already ruined his body. He passed away two years and three months after ascending the throne.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the days of imprisonment. I just didn't know how many years I had been imprisoned.

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