The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"My father didn't pay much attention to me. Although my stepmother didn't like me, she never treated me harshly at home, so I grew up slowly.

Meeting the Ninth Prince was probably the greatest blessing in my life, but it also took up all my courage. I chased him bravely every day. I knew that I was laughed at by many people because of this, but I didn't regret marrying him later.

But desire is infinite. I became his concubine, and later I wanted more. The arrival of Concubine Dong E made me sober for a second. Later, someone said to me, I wavered. I knew that the soup sent by others was drugged. I lied and pretended to be calm and gave it to her. His Majesty knew about it, and he overturned the soup and sent me to the cold palace. "

"I didn't explain. The cold palace was very shabby, covered with spider webs and rats everywhere. The only one who was willing to stay with me was a maid named Ah An. She was a little maid I rescued when I first became a concubine. She was scolded by the eunuch for knocking over a bottle. At that time, I felt sorry for her and kept her in my palace as a third-class maid. I didn't expect that later, she was the only one willing to stay in my palace to accompany me, not even Qing Liu who followed me into the palace."

"The days in the cold palace were very sad. Ah An often told me about her childhood... I thought I would be with her forever, but Ah An died while protecting me."

"Her blood was so red that it hurt my eyes. I pushed the body away and died holding her."

At this point, Song Wanwan's face was already covered with tears. She smiled and said, "My lord, I don't regret meeting the Ninth Prince or His Majesty in this life. I hate myself for not keeping my heart. My mother clearly told me to keep the spirit of a girl from an aristocratic family before she left, but I didn't do it. Your Majesty, I am too tired of loving. In the next life, I don't want to only be around Your Majesty. I want An to live a peaceful and happy life instead of lingering in that cold palace."

"So these are your wishes?" Qingyin asked the woman seriously.

Song Wanwan nodded, a gentle smile on her lips.

"Go lie down in the river, and when you wake up you will see everything you want."

"Thank you, sir."

The warm river water surrounded the woman's body, causing her slightly frowned brows to relax unconsciously.

Since the wisher had already laid down, she would not delay. Qingyin walked to the other side of the river of time and lay down.

After a dizzy spell.

In the dilapidated and desolate palace, a graceful woman with her long black hair casually draped was squatting on the ground in an ungainly posture. She lowered her thick eyelashes and stared at a piece of sky and earth that had just sprouted a little.

The woman, Qingyin, had been in this body for two or three days. When she first came here, she realized that when she traveled through time, her original body had been banished to the cold palace.

Qingyin is very aware of her bad luck. It doesn't matter if she stays in the cold palace. She can still get out.

Life in the cold palace was too bad. When it first arrived, this body had not eaten enough and had a serious illness. It had a fever at night. Qingyin hurriedly stuffed a fitness pill and a beauty pill into it, and the temperature quickly dropped.

The original maid, Ah An, was a far-sighted person. She used her own money to buy some seeds, opened a piece of land in a courtyard of the cold palace, and planted some vegetables.

The buds in front of Qingyin were planted by the little girl.

Looking at these plump white sprouts, Qingyin nodded with satisfaction. It was no wonder that she had to water them with some nutrient water from the system store every day.

"My lady, how can you come out? You have just recovered from your illness. What if the cold wind makes it worse?"

A little girl in green palace dress ran over, her face full of anxiety. As she spoke, she pulled Qingyin up from time to time, trying to help Qingyin into the house.

The person who came was Ah An who had been following the original body. Ah An was not good-looking. Her ordinary face looked a little ugly because of some freckles. She was one centimeter shorter than this body, about 1.6 meters tall.

"It's okay. I feel better. I was feeling suffocated in the room, so I came out to get some fresh air."

Qingyin wiped the sweat off the little girl's face and comforted her.

After hearing what the Empress said, An changed his tone and stopped persuading Qingyin to go back to the room to rest.

But she was diligent and brought the only stool from the room and let Qingyin sit on it.

This stool was the only relatively complete one the little girl had picked up in the remote and dilapidated yard, with only one leg missing a corner. Fortunately, the little girl's father was a carpenter and taught her some skills before fleeing the famine. She found a stick and repaired it. Although it didn't look good, it was still usable.

Qingyin, who was sitting on a stool, also reviewed the environment in which she was currently living.

Except for her who just came in as the new emperor's concubine, the rest in the cold palace are all abandoned concubines of the previous emperor, some are crazy, some are stupid. As far as she knows, the one next door is Concubine Ling, a concubine once favored by the previous emperor. It seems that she was sent to the cold palace by the previous emperor for harming the prince. The last time Qingyin saw her, she was a person with a dirty face and a silly smile looking at her, but Qingyin vaguely sensed that something was wrong with that person in the past two days.

Qingyin doesn't actually need to care too much about these neighbors.

The concubines in the cold palace had eunuchs deliver three meals a day, but the quality of the meals depended on the eunuchs' conscience. Most of the meals were not good. Having a coarse grain steamed bun a day was considered good. If they wanted to eat something good, they had to have money to buy it.

At noon time, Qingyin also followed An to get lunch.

She was not feeling well a few days ago, so An went to take care of her.

Along the way, Qingyin also saw all her neighbors. Most of them were unkempt and their faces could not be seen clearly. They were speaking in unclear words, laughing and playing foolishly, but they all had a destination, which was to run to the place where the eunuchs gave them food.

Qingyin noticed that although one of the women's movements were the same as the others, her eyes were clear for a second, without any confusion or stupidity. Qingyin understood and did not continue to look at these women.

Ah An stood in front of Qing Yin, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, looking around carefully, and from time to time keeping an eye on the surroundings to see if there were any lunatics who might hurt the Empress.

The eunuchs who were serving food had already arrived, one was relatively young and short, the other was older, his eyes still roaming around the crowd. On a simple bench were two large basins, one contained some coarse grain steamed buns, the other contained what looked like stir-fried white radish, but the color was particularly pale, without any oiliness at all.

The two of them ordered the dishes quickly and casually.

When it was Qingyin's turn, their eyes lit up.

Feeling the sticky gaze from the old eunuch, Qingyin resisted the urge to beat him to death, took her food and stepped aside to wait for the maid Ah An.

The eunuch Jia Yuan in front of him was also the culprit who killed the original body and Ah An in the previous life. He was an abandoned concubine who was banished to the cold palace. He was beautiful and weak, and was the easiest target for these perverts. In the previous life, this eunuch saw the original body's appearance after the original body survived a serious illness, and he had bad intentions. He took advantage of Ah An's going out one day to rape the original body. Ah An, who came back early, witnessed and stopped him, but Ah An, a little girl who was not well fed in the cold palace, how could she fight against a man? In a panic, she was stabbed by Jia Yuan, but she also hit him on the head with a vase. The person fainted, and Ah An was about to die. The original body stabbed the eunuch like crazy, but Ah An still couldn't be saved.

In the end, the girl, who had just turned seventeen, died with An in the cold palace.

Looking at Jia Yuan who was still staring at her while getting his meal, Qing Yin sneered. The disgusting insects should become fertilizer in spring instead of staying in the air and disgusting people, so she had to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

Qingyin didn't have to wait long before An came back. She was quick and efficient in getting her meal and trotting to Qingyin.

She quickly took the food from Qingyin's hand and took Qingyin to a corner, "My queen, you are of noble status, let me carry these things."

Seeing the little girl looking like she was overwhelmed by just a little food, Qingyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and touched the little girl's head.

"It's just a small thing, I can carry it myself."

"That won't do. Your Majesty, you are the master. And you have just recovered from your illness." The little girl looked at Qingyin stubbornly, but her face turned a little pink because of Qingyin's actions, and a smile appeared unconsciously at the corners of her mouth. However, she still held the two portions of food tightly in her hands, as if she was afraid that Qingyin would snatch them away.

Qingyin had no choice but to let the little girl carry it herself.

When they reached a corner, Ah An stopped, put the food on a clean stone, and said to Qing Yin: "My Lady, please wait here for a while. I will be back soon. If there is anything, just shout. I am not far away and will definitely hear you."

Qingyin nodded obediently, somewhat curious about the reason why the little girl left, but she couldn't help herself, because the little girl would come back anyway, and she would know then.

After a while, Qingyin looked at the bowl of egg custard in A'an's hand, which obviously shouldn't appear in the cold palace, and was speechless.

But the little girl was obviously very happy. She carried things along the way with a smile on her face.

When they saw the familiar courtyard, the little girl first forced Qingyin to sit down and rest, while she busily moved the only table with badly peeling paint from the inner room. Although it was called a table, it was actually just a relatively large stool. The little girl placed all the food and the only egg custard in front of Qingyin, and she happily ate two steamed buns and a small plate of pickled white radish.

"Your Majesty, please eat quickly. You have just recovered from your illness. This egg custard will help you replenish your body." The little girl said, staring at Qingyin with a bright look in her eyes.

Qingyin knew what the little girl had done just now, and she probably took something and exchanged it for a bowl of egg custard for her.

Qingyin looked at the expectant girl and asked, "What did you exchange it for?"

Ah An looked at the Madam's face and lowered his head involuntarily, revealing a sense of autism: "The Madam gave me a hairpin as a reward... Madam, I'm sorry, I didn't keep the hairpin you gave me well..."

"It's okay, you did a good job."

"Empress!" Ah An thought that the Empress would scold her, but when she lowered her head and heard the Empress' gentle and encouraging words, she suddenly raised her head.

"what happened?"

The little girl said timidly, "I thought you would scold me."

Qingyin also understood the girl's introverted and timid nature. She gently rubbed the girl's head and said, "Ah An, I have been banished to the cold palace. I am no longer the queen, and you are not my maid, so you don't have to call me queen."

As she was speaking, the desperate voice of the little girl interrupted her, and she choked up: "My lady, please don't leave me, I am very hardworking and can do anything!"

Qingyin was confused, and realized from the little girl's panicked words that she had misunderstood.

She held her face firmly and wiped the tears from her face gently, "Aan, I mean, are you willing to be my sister?"

"Sister?!" The little girl who was being comforted by the gesture still had tears on her face, and only then did she hear Qingyin's words clearly in her mind.

"An, do you have a surname? How about calling me Song An? Call me sister from now on, and don't call me empress anymore..."

By the time An, no, it should be Song An, reacted, his mouth was already mechanically filled with egg custard.

It turned out that Qingyin had divided the egg custard into two halves and put one half into her bowl.

"Mother, this..."

Qingyin looked at her, and Song An almost bit her lip, but her voice became smaller and smaller in Qingyin's sight. She said awkwardly, "Mother/sister, you just recovered from your illness. This egg is for your health."

Looking at Song An who was still determined to replenish her body, Qing Yin pretended to be worried and sighed, "An, do you know how bad my health is?"

Song An nodded seriously. His sister was a wealthy lady, so her body was naturally delicate.

"Then An, do you think my sister can do those heavy tasks?"

Song An shook his head.

Seeing Song An's cooperation, Qing Yin smiled and continued, "An, we can only rely on you during the days in the cold palace. I am not in good health. What should we do if you fall down again? So I can't use this egg custard alone, and you can't hurt your body."

Song An was confused and was being tricked by Qing Yin. Although she couldn't fully understand what the Empress meant, she was convinced as she listened.

After a while, Qingyin looked at Song An, who was eating the egg custard as if he had accomplished his mission, and smiled like a little fox stealing some fish.

After lunch, Song An was busy clearing the table. Qing Yin was lying on the side planning how to deal with the damn eunuch. It would definitely not be possible to do so during lunch time as it would easily implicate the cold palace, so she had to find a chance to go outside and deal with him.

It was too late to practice martial arts with this body. It seemed that she had to see what other treasures the system store had. After a while, Qingyin opened the store, and a wide variety of goods were placed in front of her. Sudden Death Pill, no, no, death would be too easy. Dream Poison Mosquito, it would bite the target and secrete toxins. The target would have the most frightening nightmare for three days at night, and then die in the dream. This was good, Qingyin nodded, especially because this nightmare could be customized by the host, which pleased her very much.