The Self-cultivation of a Salted Fish Concubine

In the first year of the emperor's expedition, she was still full of passion and wanted to fight Xie Run.

She blamed Xie Run for taking away the perfect life she should have had.

He always made some small noises, trying to irritate Xie Run, and also trying to make himself live like a breathing person.

She thought Xie Run would torture her, target her, and even want to kill her.

The only thing she didn't expect was that Xie Run completely ignored her.

At first, the palace maids around her would treat Xie Run harshly and abuse her in order to please her.

But as Xie Run ignored her, the palace servants gradually became too lazy to pay attention to her.

She had no money to bribe, and there was not even a palace maid around who was willing to talk to her.

Whenever palace maids passed by her palace, they would take a detour for fear of being contaminated by bad luck.

She was clearly living in the palace, but it seemed like no one cared about her, like a transparent person.

The next year, she couldn't stand this kind of life anymore and decided to make a fuss.

She thought that if she died, she would die.

At least I'm free, and it's better than my current life.

Unexpectedly, Xie Run was not annoyed at all when he saw her making a fuss.

Just by finding out what happened and punishing the palace maids who were mean to her, her life became better.

Actually, think about it.

She was a concubine who had fallen from favor, but she was able to eat meals on time every day, and she never missed firewood in winter and rice in summer. This was probably due to the kindness of this "Noble Concubine Zhao".

There was no chance for her to starve or freeze to death.

After she failed to cause any trouble, the palace ladies avoided her like the plague.

Hua Chongyi found an excuse and sent her to a corner of Fanghua Palace.

She was completely gone from the harem.

In the third year of the emperor's expedition, all the pride in her heart was worn away.

Staying in a dark room all day long.

She felt like a rat that could not stand the light of day, hiding in a corner of the palace, waiting for death to come.

She had lost her spirit and lived her life in a numb and dull state, like a walking corpse.

But she is still young.

I don’t know how long it will take before I kill myself.

In the past two years, she would occasionally dream about her previous life at night.

I have fewer dreams this year, as if everything in my previous life was just a dream.

After waking up from the dream, she gradually forgot about it and learned to accept all the realities numbly.

Caiyue was more passionate than her. She coaxed Bai Fu to wash her face and change into new clothes.

This new dress was given by the imperial concubine as a reward to the six palaces during the New Year, and she got a piece of cloth.

Caiyue sewed it for her day and night.

But she never wore it once.

Caiyue was very excited to change Bai Fu's clothes, but she found that the clothes no longer fit her.

Bai Fu didn't know when she became thinner again, and she was just a bag of bones, holding up her empty clothes.

Looking at this scene, Caiyue's joy disappeared in an instant and tears flowed like a spring.

"Master, why are our lives so hard?!"

She hugged Bai Fu and cried, "Life in the palace is so hard to endure."

"There's no way out, and no way back... This is what it's like to live a life worse than death."

Bai Fu wanted to cry with Caiyue, but found that she couldn't cry.

I could only let Caiyue hold me numbly.

On the day when the emperor returned to the capital, she rarely showed any courage and wanted to end her life on that day.

But even though he had a knife in his hand, he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

She was trapped in the palace, but she was not really alone.

If I die today, it will bring bad luck to the emperor.

Caiyue, her family, and even the descendants of the Bai family may suffer tragic revenge because of her behavior.

The hand holding the knife trembled for a long time and finally fell to the ground.

She lay on the bed, watching the sunset and the moonrise, the cold light filling the bed.

He suddenly stood up and struggled to the desk.

He picked up the pen, spread out the paper, and was silent for a long time before he picked up the pen and wrote a sentence.

"Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's lives."

When I was young and learning poetry, I always felt confused when I read this line.

Today, I finally know it, but I feel the powerlessness and heaviness penetrating my lungs, and even my soul is numb.

The pen fell and the ink became slurred, and Bai Fu finally lost all her spirit.

From that day on, he suddenly fell ill.

After Xie Run finished handling the important matter of the emperor's return to the court, he felt so tired that his bones felt lighter.

Suddenly, a young palace maid came to report, "Your Majesty, Bai Cainu is ill."

Xie Run asked, "How did you get sick?!"

"He said he caught a cold last night and suddenly had a high fever."

Originally, no one in the palace cared about Bai Fu, so such news could not be reported to Xie Run.

But the emperor had just returned to the court, and it would be too unlucky if someone died in the harem.

Xie Run thought for a moment and said, "First, send the imperial physician to check her pulse and prescribe some good medicine."

"The Emperor has returned, so nothing can happen to her for the time being."

Xie Run asked himself if he was worthy of Bai Fu.

Bai Fu had troubled her several times, but she never blamed her and only dealt with her according to the palace rules.

She also punished palace maids for being lazy.

She never withheld any of the monthly allowance or rewards for festivals, and she ensured that they were all in her hands.

Although her position was low, her life was not difficult.

At least it's better than most people in this palace.

Before the death of the retired emperor, a group of beautiful ladies only served the emperor once and then spent their days in the harem.

The positions of this group of beautiful ladies all fluctuated between Cai Nu, Bao Lin, and Mei Ren, and none of them was much better than the others.

Xie Run took pity on them because they entered the palace in their youth and always took extra care of them.

Everyone lived a good life except Bai Fu, who hid in her own palace every day, living like a half-human, half-ghost.

In the previous life, she was gentle and intelligent, but in this life, she is left with only self-pity and self-blame.

In the afternoon, Xiao Shu brought a piece of paper.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that Miss Bai Baocai has caught a cold."

"But the cold is a minor issue. The imperial physician said that Bai Cainu is depressed and has no will to live. She even refuses to drink her medicine."

"Under such circumstances, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for long."

Xie Run took the paper and slowly unfolded it: "Why does she want to die out of nowhere?"

When I saw the words written on it, my throat suddenly became constricted.

Xiao Shu: "This was found in Bai Cainu's house."

"Her personal maid Caiyue couldn't understand it and was worried that Bai Cainu's illness was related to the words on the paper, so she specially handed it to her, saying that Bai Cainu suddenly fell ill after writing this."

Xie Run slowly put away the paper and said, "Let the imperial physician find a way to feed her the medicine first."

"On such a good day, nothing can happen to her."

"Go tell Bai Cainu that if she wants to die, she should wait a moment."

"At least think about the Loyalty Marquis Mansion, and then think about the loyal maid beside her."

Xiao Shu bowed and said, "Yes!"

After Xiao Shu left, Xie Run unfolded the paper written by Bai Fu.

Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's life.

These words are so powerful that they can be seen through the paper, which shows how desperate the person who wrote them was.

Xie Run sighed, rolled up the paper and lit it over the candle flame.

If there had been no rebirth, perhaps Bai Fu would have lived a peaceful and stable life like the other beauties in the palace.

There won’t be too many desires and expectations.

Unfortunately, Bai Fu from the previous life is living in this life.

Perhaps every day in this palace is a life of misery for her.

Once people trap themselves, it is difficult to get out.

Half a month after the emperor returned to Beijing, Bai Cainu died quietly in a corner of Fanghua Palace.

At the same time, the news that the emperor was going to enthrone Concubine Zhao as empress spread throughout the six palaces.