The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

"Lift your legs high and tie them up."

"Open it."

"Hold her down! Don't let her move!"

The candlelight flickers.

The brocade curtains are closed and the air is filled with fragrance.

A middle-aged woman in crimson palace attire held a silver needle made of ox-hair and issued an unquestionable order.

Fei Wan woke up from her coma and immediately met the woman's stern face.

I also saw my situation clearly.

She was naked and was held down by two palace maids.

The raised legs were hung on the bed frame with a sweat towel and tied securely.

The upper part is exposed, and the most private part below is also exposed. It is an extremely shameful posture.

But no one paid any attention to her shame.

Because she is a fish on the board.

Who would care about the feelings of the fish if holding a knife?

The woman holding the needle inserted one silver needle of uneven length after another into her body.

Her skin was as white as snow, smooth and delicate, and in the candlelight it shone like moonlight in the mist.

There were more than ten needles densely arranged from below the navel to the collarbone, which looked creepy.

The needles enter the body, causing soreness, pain, numbness and swelling.

Fei Wan gritted her teeth and endured it, making sure that she was truly reborn.

Reborn after the first bed.

At that time, she was eighteen years old and was a palace maid who came with Concubine Chun.

To serve the emperor on behalf of the master who is unable to have children.

It is a tool for the master to bear children through surrogacy.

The palace maid was not qualified to spend the long night with the emperor. Afterwards, she was carried out of the main hall of Chunxi Palace and replaced by Concubine Chun to serve the emperor until he fell asleep.

When the emperor went to the morning court, she was settled in the last room of the side hall and began to receive acupuncture with silver needles.

Concubine Chun wanted her to hit the target with one strike.

He absolutely did not want her to sleep with him more than once.

Aunt He, the head of this palace, is proficient in acupuncture and has a set of fertility-aiding acupuncture techniques passed down from her ancestors.

The posture of lifting the legs upwards ensures that the dragon essence flows smoothly into the woman's body. Assisted by acupuncture with silver needles, the woman's meridians will run more suitable for conception, and the possibility of pregnancy will be greatly increased.

However, Aunt He's method was crude, causing Fei Wan great pain.

My whole body feels like it’s being bitten by thousands of ants. It’s so uncomfortable!

"Um...well!"

She kept moaning in pain.

"Wandering hoof!"

When Aunt He finished her acupuncture and saw her like this, she scolded her harshly.

A lowly servant, but more seductive than the master. Last night, during their first bedtime, the emperor couldn't get off her. They tossed and turned for more than an hour, and she cried for water twice.

How cheap!

"Is the acupuncture done? You've been tired, go down and rest."

Inside the hall, a clear female voice was heard.

A young woman in a light cherry-colored gauze skirt stood up from a chair decorated with brocade roses, waving a round fan in her hand and smiling.

Her appearance is above average, not particularly beautiful, but because she has been carefully groomed, and her hairpins and skirt are well matched, she is quite attractive.

Especially when she tilted her head slightly and her eyes flickered, she looked even more delicate and lovely.

It was the mistress of Chunxi Palace, Concubine Chun Yu Tingjin.

"Fei Wan is here, I am here to take care of her personally. She worked hard last night, and I feel very distressed. I also want to say a few words to her."

She walked briskly to the bed in two or three steps, and looked at Fei Wan, who was still trembling in pain, with concern.

"Yes, ma'am."

Aunt He put away the needle and roughly untied Fei Wan's hanging legs, without even covering her with a thin sheet, leaving her hanging there.

Before leaving, the maids were given a stern warning:

"Put away your coquettish appearance and listen to the Queen's orders! The Queen has treated you so well, if you don't know how to be grateful, then you are truly a black-hearted person!"

A few people went out and the palace door closed.

Yu Tingjin's concerned expression disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there was a cold and sharp look.

"You're really capable, dear sister, twice in one night. Tsk!"

She gritted her teeth.

This slave girl was favored twice last night, and when she entered the tent to serve the emperor, he was just sleeping soundly and didn't even touch her.

She served diligently before the court session, but the emperor was in low spirits and was always distracted, as if he was reminiscing about something.

How could she not be annoyed?

The emperor never favored her twice in one night.

Is she not as good as this lowly maid?

Yu Tingjin pulled out the golden hairpin on her head, and stabbed Fei Wan's chest with the pointed tip!

"Bitch!"

But it just stopped when it touched Fei Wan's skin.

She took a deep breath and controlled herself.

I know that even if I want this slave to die, I have to be patient for a while and wait until she gives birth to a child.

Yu Tingjin had a look of disgust on his face. He held the hairpin and slowly slid it down along Fei Wan's skin.

Slide across the chest groove, soft abdomen, and all the way to three inches below the navel.

Staring at Fei Wan's exquisite curves, Yu Tingjin couldn't help but imagine how emotional the young emperor would be last night, and how he would explore the mysteries of this body that even made her feel a little moved.

As a result, his expression became more and more ferocious.

If her expression was seen by everyone in the palace, I'm afraid everyone would be surprised -

Innocent and lively, Concubine Chun was often laughed at and scolded by the Empress Dowager as "naughty", and the Emperor praised her for her natural and simple mind. How could she have such a scary face?

But Fei Wan was not unfamiliar with this face.

Pretend in front of people and do evil behind their backs.

In her previous life, Fei Wan was ruined by her hands.

"My lady..."

Fei Wan lay weakly on the couch and apologized, "I can't get up after the acupuncture. When I regain my strength... I will kowtow to you and thank you."

He spoke in a humble and fearful manner.

Hatred surged in my heart.

After a lot of hardships in her previous life, she is no longer the submissive persimmon she used to be.

If I am still bullied in this life, wouldn’t it be a waste of my rebirth?

Waiting for the strength to slowly...

——I will make you regret your decision in this life, my dear queen.

——Good sister!

That’s right, this Concubine Chun is actually her sister.

They have the same father and mother, but they are not related by blood.

Both of them had the surname Yu and entered the palace from the residence of Yu, the Minister of War.

The Yu family is a family of scholars and good deeds, but a strange thing happened eighteen years ago: Mrs. Yu's newborn daughter was accidentally lost.

The child was finally found two years ago.

But the Yu family was not ecstatic.

In order to comfort her grief, Madam Yu adopted a baby girl from a charity and loved her like a jewel, cherishing her with all her heart.

After more than ten years of living together day and night, the adopted daughter was innocent, smart, sensible and well-behaved. She not only became Mrs. Yu's treasure, but also the jewel in the palm of the Yu family.

Fei Wan became redundant this time when she came back.

What's more, she grew up in the countryside, could not read, did not know the rules, and had been sold into slavery and beaten and scolded, which made her timid and cowardly. She wore old clothes and old shoes, was covered in dust, and looked stupid.

Standing next to his radiant adopted daughter Yu Tingjin, he was instantly compared to dust.

Father Yu begged Hui Zhen, the Zen Master that Fei Wan had found, to keep this matter secret:

"She's been a slave, and if that gets out, it would be a disgrace to our family. After she comes back, she'll still be a slave in name, but I'll ensure her food, clothing, and other expenses are about the same as mine, so as not to let down the master's kindness."

Mother Yu hugged her frightened adopted daughter and comforted her softly:

"Jin'er, don't be sad. You will always be your mother's most beloved daughter, and you are also recognized throughout the capital as the legitimate daughter of the Minister's family. No one can surpass you."

Yu Tingjin's eyes were filled with tears. She took Fei Wan's hand and asked timidly, "Sister...will you be unhappy about this?"

"She's used to being a servant, so why should she be unhappy?" The eldest brother of the Yu family gently persuaded his sister, "Besides, in our family, the food and clothing of the servants are much better than those of her former master and mistress."

Everyone took it for granted.

In this way, Fei Wan became Yu Tingjin's personal maid.