Spring Drunk Chang'an

In the 39th year of Wuying in the Xia Dynasty, Qingyun Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

The silver moon hung high in the sky, and hurried footsteps sounded in the dense forest. A woman's scream woke up the silent night.

The stars give way.

"Miss, if you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck. Miss Qing has been betrothed to the Crown Prince. At this critical moment, you dare not let outsiders know that she was born to a concubine."

"That is the great crime of deceiving the king."

"What do you mean by a concubine's daughter? The wife's daughter? So what? She was replaced since she was young, and used as a servant and a singing girl. How could our Ningguo Mansion tolerate her? Even if he found out, the Duke would not acknowledge her."

"Stop talking nonsense, and get started quickly. Don't leave any trouble for the government."

Under the sparse moonlight, Liu Changan's face was pale and she lay on the ground gasping for breath. Her clothes were tattered and her head, face and body were covered with bloody marks from being scratched by thorns.

Drenched with blood.

A dozen people dressed as guards surrounded them with contempt on their faces.

Liu Changan raised his head with difficulty, "Father wants to kill me? Does my mother know? Where is she?"

"The madam has passed away. The day after tomorrow is the ceremony to crown Concubine Lai." The guards sneered, their eyes looking at a stray dog.

"Died of illness? Mother died of illness? Father, you are so cruel. It's fine if you don't recognize me, but why did you kill her? Why?" Liu Changan said sadly.

"The Madam insisted on recognizing you and making Miss Qing a concubine. Haha, how can a concubine become the Crown Princess? She'll be the future mother of the country?" The guard said coldly, drawing his knife with a snarl. "My lady, you can't blame the Duke."

"He was also thinking about the overall situation, for the Duke's Mansion, and for Miss Qing's future. Rest in peace."

After that, the knife passed without leaving a trace.

Stabbed directly into Liu Changan's chest.

There was a soft "puff" sound, and blood spurted out. Liu Chang'an fell on the ground with his face up, his eyes open.

"Throw him off the cliff and don't leave a whole body." Liu Qingru walked out, a look of relief on her face.

Well, the Duke's wife is dead, and Liu Chang'an is also dead. From today on, no one knows that she is a concubine's daughter.

The guards took orders, slashed Liu Chang'an's face with their swords, and threw her body off the cliff.

After a while, bursts of howling and chewing sounds were heard from the bottom of the cliff.

The moon quietly pulled the dark clouds to cover itself, as if it was unwilling to see such a cruel scene.

The earth fell into darkness.

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Capital, Duke Ning's Mansion.

In the garden, an exasperated female voice yelled, "Catch her, damned little bitch! She stole our girl's Liuyun Hairpin and dared to run away?"

"Liu Changan, I'll kill you alive."

"Why is he gone? Where did he go? Did he hide? Find him quickly."

The footsteps were noisy, and the short grass on the garden slope was crackling.

Liu Changan opened her eyes, her mind still immersed in the pain of a sword piercing her chest. The chilling coldness and the instantaneous pain that killed her made her whimper softly, and her fingers dug hard into the stone wall of the rockery cave.

The nail was half turned over and blood was oozing out.

The piercing pain between her fingers made her regain her sanity and look around in a daze.

It was pitch black all around, with a faint glow at the entrance to the rockery cave. Outside, flowers were in full bloom, and spring was in the air.

This is……

Duke Ning's Mansion.

She actually came back?

Miss Qing? Liuyun Hairpin?

Ah!! She remembered it. It was that day, the second month after she started working as a servant in the mansion. Liu Qingru called her into the room and, in front of her, placed the Liuyun hairpin given by the Empress into her arms. Then she accused her of stealing the hairpin and threatened to give her a hundred slaps on the face.

How could Liu Changan admit it?

She tried to explain and refute, but no one believed her. She fled in panic, but was caught and her punishment was doubled. She had to kneel on broken porcelain pieces and be beaten with a stick.

Liu Qingru took action personally and beat Liu Changan so hard that his teeth were broken and his face was disfigured.

Outside, the sound of servants cutting grass was getting closer and closer. Liu Changan could vaguely see the hems of their clothes through the cracks in the stone.

She curled up in the rockery cave, her face full of despair.

Even if you come back, can you still not escape your fate?

Was it God's will that she be a stepping stone for Liu Qingru and Aunt Lai?

"Ah, there's the little hoof!"

The vines were lifted up, shining the dazzling sunlight. A cry of surprise was accompanied by a big hand reaching into the cave and grabbing Liu Changan's arm.

No.

She doesn't want to admit defeat.

She is not reconciled!

Tears rolled down Liu Chang'an's face, and a ferocious look appeared on her frightened face. She gritted her teeth, pulled out the copper hairpin in her hair, and stabbed the hand fiercely.

'puff'!

The copper hairpin passed through the palm.

"Ahhhhhh!" the servant screamed.

Liu Changan ignored him, lowered her body and climbed out of the cave, knocked the servant who was hit by the copper hairpin away, and ran out from under his armpit. In her peripheral vision, she saw Aunt Lai standing faintly in the distance.

"Catch her and I'll reward her with ten taels of silver." Liu Qingru's furious voice came.

"That little bitch is really ruthless. Hurry up and chase her, catch her and tie her up!"

Can't stay in the backyard.

You will definitely be caught.

Liu Changan gritted his teeth and ran desperately to the front yard, regardless of the dust and grass debris all over his body.

Tragic death, rebirth, being chased, too many shocks made her panic and run directly to a pink wall in the front yard, listening to the faint shouting behind her.

She grabbed the edge of the wall and climbed up using her hands and feet, enduring the severe pain.

The turned-over nail directly hit the finger, and blood was dripping.

It hurts so much.

Liu Changan was in a trance, his body softened and he fell into the pink wall.

'thump'.

The warm water enveloped my whole body, rapidly invading my mouth and nose, and a feeling of suffocation came over me.

"Cough cough cough, help, help..."

Liu Changan fell into the hot spring. She struggled in panic, splashing water everywhere. Suddenly, a slender, clean hand with distinct joints grabbed her collar and pulled her out of the water.

Eyes facing each other.

A handsome and tall man, wearing a bright yellow thin cloth, sat in the water. He had a handsome face with clear-cut edges, deep and cold eyes that contained sharpness, and smoky gray pupils filled with frost.

She has a high nose bridge and thin lips.

The lean yet powerful body is immersed in warm water, and every inch of muscle and every line is a perfect curve.

Like an elegant and calm leopard.

Cold, arrogant, and majestic.

Liu Changan was like a drowned puppy, held in his hands, her body touching the warm hot spring. She stared blankly at the blood seeping out from her fingernails, dyeing the pool water red.

The intense pain awakened her will.

"Prince?"

Xiao Chuo!

Why is it the prince?

Why was it Liu Qingru's husband who saved her?

Liu Changan's face turned pale and he cried out in shock.

Xiao Chuo, the eldest son of Emperor Wuying, was born to Empress Song and his maternal family was Duke Cheng'en. He was omnipotent and had great power in the court. He had an eccentric personality, was moody, and would turn his back on people.

Countless people died at his hands.

Everyone respects the prince.

Everyone is afraid of the prince.

Everyone hates the prince.

In his previous life, Liu Changan stayed in Qingyun Temple for five years and heard pilgrims who came to burn incense talking about the prince.

He was nearly thirty years old and had not yet married. He had been deposed and reinstated twice. He rebelled in front of the Zhengde Gate, imprisoned his father and killed his brother, and looked down on the world.

No one could force the prince to marry, so he must have personally agreed to marry Liu Qingru.

Because he wants to marry, Liu Changan must die.

"Do you know me?" Xiao Chuo smiled faintly, raised her sword-like eyebrows, and looked at Liu Chang'an closer with great interest.

"what!"

The handsome face suddenly moved closer, and his smoky-gray eyes were filled with hostility, like a poisonous snake. Liu Changan let out a short cry and looked panicked.

"Are you scared?" Xiao Chuo, moody, suddenly lost interest and threw up her hands. "How dare you offend me with such little courage?"

"Someone is coming."

"Drag him out and skin him alive."