Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

The fireworks rain last night can be said to have astonished the entire city. Shangguan Xiaoxiao also saw it. She and Han Mingxiu stood on the observation tower in the palace and saw it clearly.

The fireworks were so gorgeous and beautiful, so much like the life she had dreamed of. But now she was imprisoned within high walls, and freedom had become a luxury.

From Jiangnan to the Imperial City, from one cage to another, she thought her life would be like this, "So Su Su, you must be free."

At that time, she held Su Su's hand. Han Mingxiu drafted an imperial edict last night, stating that once the Goddess Temple outside the palace was built, Su Su could choose freely.

Sensing Shangguan Xiaoxiao's depressed mood, Su Su held her hand distressedly, "Winter is coming soon. Didn't the emperor promise you to go back to Jiangnan for the winter? Just be patient."

Shangguan Xiaoxiao smiled reluctantly. He promised herself this every year, but he failed to keep his promise every year.

Many ministers were discussing this behind the scenes. The new emperor's foundation was unstable, and the country was more important. How could he allow the concubine to follow her wishes and leave the imperial city for that small place in the south of the Yangtze River?

To say that she is a witch is an understatement. To say that she is jealous is because the emperor does not favor other concubines. After so many years of succeeding to the throne, she does not even have a child.

If this continues, Daqi will die. The heavy hat is coming down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

The ministers begged Han Mingxiu to have children, and she also begged him. She no longer expected to be with someone for the rest of her life. She should get used to a life without her control.

Alas, speaking of love, it’s all a mess. Su Su didn’t know how to persuade Shangguan Xiaoxiao. She was such a good and gentle girl, but she was about to wither in this deep palace.

After leaving Xiaoxiao's place, Su Su's mood became depressed and she felt that she was extremely stupid.

When she heard the news that she could move out of the palace, she was so happy that she lost her temper and ran to thank Xiaoxiao. But wasn't her gratitude like rubbing salt into her heart?

How could she help Xiaoxiao? She lowered her head and kicked the pebbles on the roadside.

The pebble rolled and landed in front of a pair of black embroidered python boots. Su Su looked up and saw Yu Yan.

She was a little nervous. Yu Yan should have known that she was moving out of the palace, right? In fact, she was a little surprised that he didn't stop her.

How about talking to him now? Su Su raised her eyes and looked at Yu Yan again. He was standing five meters away from her, just looking at her indifferently, without walking towards her.

He seemed to have returned to his former dignified appearance, with an expressionless face and no light in his eyes when he looked at her.

"Yu Yan..."

Seeing him walking towards her, Su Su mustered up the courage to call him, but he didn't even look at her out of the corner of his eye, and passed by her indifferently.

She turned around and looked at his thin figure, feeling confused and uncomfortable. What happened?

In the Qiankun Hall, Yu Yan lowered her eyes and listened to Han Mingxiu's rambling, "No, I'm going to take Xiaoxiao back to Jiangnan this winter no matter what. I don't care what those old idiots say!"

After talking for a long time, Han Mingxiu found that Yu Yan didn't even say a perfunctory "hmm". He frowned in dissatisfaction and was about to blame her, but then he remembered that he had promised to let the goddess move out of the palace, so he kept silent.

He glanced at Yu Yan several times with a guilty conscience. This was not a fair thing for him to do. No matter in terms of morality or reason, there was no precedent for letting a goddess live outside the palace. It was he who could not resist Yu Yan's little plea and let her down.

He coughed lightly, "Well, although, although the goddess lives outside the palace, don't you also have a palace outside the palace? You can still see her often..."

Yu Yan still didn't show any special emotions. He just said in a low voice, "I'm tired. I want to rest for a while."

This was the first time Yu Yan said he was tired. Han Mingxiu felt like he was about to break. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes! My dear, take care of yourself and get more rest. Come back when you've rested enough."

Walking along the long palace wall, which seemed to have no end, Yu Yan felt that he was becoming abnormal again. Hallucinations and auditory hallucinations surrounded him and refused to leave. It was as if he was back to the years when he had just lost Lin Xuejian.

You could always see her chattering behind him, accompanying him as he walked along the red walls and black tiles.

Yu Yan, please walk slower. Your legs are so long that I can't keep up with you.

Yu Yan, my dream is to have endless handsome men and make endless money. What about you? When I pray to the Buddha, I will make a wish for you too.

She suddenly took his hand and looked at him with a smile. "Yu Yan, the rouge you gave me is so beautiful. I like it very much."

Someone was blocking his way. Yu Yan thought it was an illusion. Who in this palace would dare to block his way? He continued walking forward without raising his eyelids, but he bumped into the person.

That person didn't expect Yu Yan to keep walking. The two bumped into each other. She knelt down in panic and said, "Please don't blame me, my Lord!"

Yu Yan lifted her cold eyelids and looked at the woman kneeling on the ground. Who was she? She didn't know her at all. Judging from her attire, she looked like a little palace maid.

The little palace maid was trembling, but she forced herself to raise her head and looked at Yu Yan pitifully, "Please, please have mercy on me, Your Majesty..."

His cold eyes swept across her slightly red and swollen face, and Yu Yan smiled silently. No wonder she dared to block his way.

Those watery eyes look a bit like Su Su's.

Even a little palace maid knew that as long as she looked a little like her, she could have a chance in front of him.

Looking at the disheveled little palace maid who had obviously been bullied, Yu Yan said in a calm tone, without any emotion, "Follow me."

The little palace maid was stunned for a moment, then stood up in ecstasy and followed Yu Yan's footsteps closely.

She had fallen while running away just now, and waves of sharp pains were coming from her. She couldn't walk fast, but she didn't dare to fall behind. Jiu Qiansui was her hope of survival, so she had to keep up.

It was a cool day, but sweat broke out on her forehead. The little palace maid bit her lips, shivered, and dared not make a sound.

Hmm? She wondered if it was her imagination, but the nine-thousand-year-old's pace seemed a little slower.

Sitting in the carriage leaving the palace, the little palace maid, holding a small package in her arms, pinched herself in disbelief. The pain finally made her believe that she was not dreaming.

The Ninth Thousand Year Old Man just asked her, do you want freedom?

She nodded, not quite understanding. Being stared at by Jiu Qiansui, she felt a little nervous, but she didn't dare to have any other thoughts. She knew that Jiu Qiansui was looking at the goddess's shadow through her.

If she hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, she would never have dared to ask Jiu Qiansui for help. Fortunately, she made the right bet. Even if she was only a little bit like the goddess, Jiu Qiansui would reach out and bring her out of hell.

Quietly lifting a corner of the carriage curtain, the little palace maid peeked at the figure of Jiu Qian Sui. In the magnificent imperial palace, he looked gray, standing alone in the vast sky and earth.

The little palace maid reluctantly lowered the curtain only when she could no longer see the figure.

If there really are gods in this world, I hope they can help Jiu Qiansui, just like he saved her.