Accidentally dressed as an empress

It was evening, and it was time for her to go on duty. Zhou Jing stood guard outside the bedroom, while inside she could hear the sounds of the young master making love with other female slaves.

Zhou Jing had become numb. After living like this for over a month, she had learned to accept everything. It was better to vent her anger on him than to be tortured in bed by him.

He said that he felt upset whenever he saw his unlucky face.

Verbal insults, physical torture, is she really not in pain? If not, why would she hug the prince and cry so miserably?

If she could go back to the time when they first met, she would definitely not be so kind as to save him and let him die on the street.

A small eunuch with a round face handed her a wooden hairpin and said, "Miss Zhou, thank you for curing my sister."

Zhou Jing smiled slightly, accepted the hairpin, and without thinking too much, she used it to tie her hair. She said to him in Chu dialect, "If you have any illness, you can come to me."

The young eunuch walked away quickly with a red face.

Water was needed inside, so Zhou Jing walked into the room with her eyes lowered and silently added water to the bathtub.

Xiong Jin asked, "Where did you get the hairpin on your head?"

Zhou Jing replied, "I bought it when I left the palace."

"Ugly, cheap, and as annoying as your people." Xiong Jin said, "Let Wuyang come over."

Xiong Jin said to the eunuch, "Go buy a jade hairpin tomorrow."

"Yes." Wuyang said and walked out.

Xiong Jin looked at Zhou Jing and asked, "You left the palace today and met fellow countrymen from Yun Country. You cried and said you wanted to go home?"

Zhou Jing lowered her head in silence, not understanding why Wuyang could understand the Yun language.

Xiong Jin said, "I'm telling you, forget it. Don't even think about leaving the palace."

He took off his shirt and stepped into the bathtub.

Zhou Jing held the towel in silence, scrubbing Xiong Jin's shoulders. The young master asked, "Are you a piece of wood?"

Zhou Jing looked at him with a pair of eyes as calm as water, still without saying a word.

Wuyang grabbed the round-faced eunuch and brought him in. "Miss Zhou lied. He was the one who gave her the hairpin."

Zhou Jing's eyes were filled with sadness. Why was Wu Yang targeting her? Her life was already difficult enough.

Zhou Jing closed her eyes, waiting for the young master's punishment.

The young master did not hit her. Instead, he leaned back slightly with his hands on the edge of the tub and asked the young eunuch, "What's your name?"

"I am not ill."

"Do you like Miss Zhou very much? How about I match her with you?" Xiong Jin kept watching Zhou Jing's reaction and said slowly.

The young eunuch named Wu Ji's face turned red with excitement.

Wuyang turned his head and stared at Zhou Jing, but Zhou Jing still had no expression on his face.

Xiong Jin found that she was still a piece of rotten wood, with no joy or anger, and asked, "Miss Zhou, are you willing?"

Zhou Jing's heart ached to the extreme, and she could no longer feel any pain. "I will obey your orders, sir."

"Your name is Wuji, right? If you dare to covet my things, I will kill you."

Wuyang drew his sword and killed the young eunuch with one blow.

Xiong Jin raised his hand, and she thought he was going to hit her, so she closed her eyes and dodged.

"Zhou Jing...are you afraid of me, or do you hate me?" He just wanted to pull out her hairpin, but she instinctively shrank back.

Xiong Jin pulled out the hairpin and threw it on the ground, and Zhou Jing's black hair fell down.

Zhou Jing smiled slowly, looking at Xiong Jin with focused and gentle eyes, "I like you, sir."

"You're lying." Xiong Jin said, "It's all right. Take Miss Zhou away."

Wuyang and Zhou Jing were walking in the palace and asked her, "What kind of hairpin do you like?"

Zhou Jing gave him a disgusted look and said, "I don't want a hairpin with blood on it."

Wuyang held her back and said, "You accepted it if it was given by the eunuch, but you refused it if it was given by the young master. You are so brave."

"What's it to you? Let go!"

"You can smile at the little eunuch, why can't you smile at me?"

Zhou Jing shook off his hand and took a step forward to approach him, "Can you help me get out of the palace?"

Wu Yang looked at her with evil eyes, "I will report to the master that you seduced me and asked me to help you leave the palace."

Zhou Jing looked at him sarcastically, "Oh, I'm curious, as a eunuch, can you also have desires?"

Zhou Jing stared into Wuyang's eyes and said, "You covet me. If the young master finds out, you will end up like Wuji."

Wu Yang also looked at her directly, "Then let the master see, will he believe you or me? He has thrown many female slaves to me to deal with, and you will be no exception."

Zhou Jing laughed mockingly and pushed Wu Yang away. "I'm not an ordinary slave girl. You won't be able to wait for that day."

Zhou Jing returned to her residence and lay down on the narrow bed with her clothes on.

"My son... my son..."

Xiong Jin stroked her face and said gently, "Don't be afraid of me."

Zhou Jing's tears soaked the pillowcase. When she woke up, it was already morning, and she saw Xiong Jin sitting beside her bed. Zhou Jing wiped her eyes and said, "Sir?"

Xiong Jin took out a hairpin and said, "This is the jade hairpin that Wuyang brought back. Take a look. Do you like it?"

The blood jade hairpin was completely red and shone with an enchanting light. Zhou Jing shook her head and said, "I don't like it. I prefer peach wood hairpins."

In my memory, Liu Jin was dressed in an apricot-pink dress, as beautiful as a peach blossom. She was about to leave, so let this be her last memory.

"The young master sent someone to cut peach branches and send them to me. I can do it myself."

Xiong Jin asked, "Are you sad when you're with me? And when you dream about me, you cry like a tearful person."

Zhou Jing looked into his eyes and said frankly, "I like when you are gentle, but it's a pity that you are too stingy to show any tenderness to us female slaves."

"Gentle, are you worthy?"

Zhou Jing lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, I am not worthy."

Xiong Jin brushed off his sleeves and said, "How boring. If I didn't think you were still useful, I would have left you to Wuyang a long time ago."

Zhou Jing knelt on the bed and said, "I am safe and sound, please help me, sir."

Xiong Jin crossed his arms, "When did you and him start thinking like this?"

"It's been a long time. Wuyang was jealous because Wuji gave me a hairpin. We talked it out last night and expressed our feelings to each other."

Xiong Jin's anger was accumulating in his eyes, and he said, "Let me know if you're safe."

Zhou Jing glanced at the kneeling eunuch who was unharmed and said to Xiong Jin, "Sir, please have mercy on me and grant my wish."

Xiong Jin's eyes flashed with anger, "But you said you like me."

Zhou Jing lowered her head and said, "Young Master also knows that I am lying."

Xiong Jin threw the jade hairpin at Wuyang and said, "Wuyang, either get out of the palace or commit suicide."

Xiong Jin ripped open her clothes and asked, "What do you want from him?"

"He is gentler than the young master."

Xiong Jin's eyes were bloodshot, "I'm going to kill him." He got out of bed and left.

When he came back, he was covered in blood. Zhou Jing smiled and took off his coat for him.

Tonight, she laughed especially hard.

After the young master fell asleep, Zhou Jing took out some medicine powder from her inner pocket and sprinkled it on his face.

Zhou Jing slowly gathered herbs and concocted a drug, preparing to escape. However, she had been afraid to act because no one outside the palace was there to help. Today, the time was finally right. She knocked Xiong Jin unconscious, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and fled the Chu Palace with the token.