GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

"I'm a little tired." Xue Chengyan leaned back on the chaise longue, covered her face with a crabapple round fan, and yawned gracefully.

"My Lord Yi, please kneel down properly. If you break the rules, I will not show mercy." He glanced at Yilale, the corners of his lips raised, but his tone was cold.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The palace maids who served were so cautious that they didn't dare to breathe.

Yilale knelt beside him, holding a bunch of green plums in his hand, with his head lowered and his body trembling slightly.

The path in the Imperial Garden was covered with gravel, and his knees beneath his clothes were already covered in blood.

During the few days since he entered the palace, Concubine Shu kept him by her side and disciplined him severely under the pretext of teaching him the rules.

A few days ago, the capital city had its first heavy snow of the winter, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

Xue Chengyan said that he wanted to appreciate the green plum blossoms given by His Majesty, and took him to the Imperial Garden to appreciate the flowers at noon every day.

Even in winter, the midday sun is warm.

Ilale was wearing a thin singlet and kneeling in the sun.

The coldness of the ground and the heat above my head were constantly tormenting me, and my legs were numb from kneeling.

His life in the Yanyuan Palace was just a little harder, but he had never personally experienced such harem tactics.

He had seen that unfavored concubines in the palace were often punished by the concubines in higher positions.

Although the reason may be just a small one: I am in a bad mood.

If you want to survive, you have no choice but to live a miserable life.

Although Yilale was cautious, he could not escape this fate.

His vision went dark, and the only thought in his mind just before he fell was relief.

The young palace servant was frightened by him and cried out softly, waking up Xue Chengyan.

He raised his eyes and glared at the palace attendant, his thin lips curled downwards in displeasure, "How dare you disturb my rest? You are really courting death."

"Shujun, please spare me! Shujun, please spare me!" The little palace servant fell to the ground in fear, begging for mercy tremblingly.

The palace attendant beside Xue Chengyan waved his hand when he heard this, and he was covered with his mouth and dragged away.

In just a few breaths, he lost his life.

After punishing the palace servant, Xue Chengyan turned his attention to Yilale lying on the ground.

"I taught him the rules and told him to serve me well. Now that I'm awake, how dare he still sleep?"

He raised his hand and said, "Go, get some water from the lake over there so that Yi Shijun can wake up."

The palace attendant retreated in response, but was startled when he turned around.

"See Your Majesty!"

"What is Yan'er doing here?"

Lin Jia didn't know how long he had been listening. Xue Chengyan was shocked, but still stood up and saluted gently.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. How come you have time to come to the Imperial Garden today?"

Lin Jia ignored his overtures, glanced at the unconscious Yilale, and replied with a stern face, "If I don't come soon, I'm afraid another person in the harem will die suddenly."

After picking up the bloodless person on the ground, Lin Jia ordered the palace servants to call the imperial physician.

Before leaving, she frowned and warned Xue Chengyan, "I promised you to teach him the rules, not to let you do this. Go back and reflect on this."

After a moment's thought, she added, "My harem is not full, and I haven't appointed a Phoenix Lord. If you continue to be so jealous, I'm afraid I'll have to reconsider marrying a more generous Phoenix Lord."

Xue Chengyan's face turned pale in an instant. He bit his lip in grievance, lowered his head, and responded in a low voice.

"I know I was wrong, I just hope Your Majesty will not be tired of me..."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Lin Jia asked the palace attendant beside him to take him back. "It's cold outside. Why don't you quickly send Shujun back to the palace to rest."

The palace maids knelt on the ground and answered yes in unison.

Looking at Lin Jia's departing back, Xue Chengyan, who had been kneeling, was so sad that he almost tore the hem of his clothes.

"For a little servant, she actually scolded me so harshly."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Palace Attendant quickly comforted him, "Your Majesty is concerned about the master's reputation. How can you dirty your master's hands by punishing the people below? If it gets out that we in Guanghua Palace are harshly criticizing the emperor, and besides..."

He lowered his voice and whispered in Xue Chengyan's ear, "His Majesty intends to make you the Phoenix Lord. At this critical moment, His Majesty is afraid that you might make a mistake, so he asked you to return to the palace to avoid the limelight."

Xue Chengyan wiped the red corners of his eyes and asked him uncertainly, "Your Majesty, do you really mean this?"

The Grand Palace Attendant could only nod, "Don't you know how much His Majesty values ​​the Master? However, we servants dare not speculate on His Majesty's intentions. It is enough for the Master to understand what we mean."

The Grand Palace Maid was the dowry that Xue Chengyan brought from home, so she was naturally on his side. Although he knew that there was some coaxing element in his words, he still couldn't help but feel happy.

"I know that His Majesty also has me in his heart."

Seeing that he was coaxed, the palace attendant quickly helped Xue Chengyan to stand up.

"Then my master, please return to the palace with me. It's very cold underground. After you return to the palace, I will help you take a bath to get rid of the cold."

His consideration warmed Xue Chengyan's heart. "As you say, I will stay in the palace for the next few days so that His Majesty can know my virtue."

……

Yilale didn't know how long he had slept. His dream was full of strange things, and his past memories flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, bringing him into chaos.

The warm liquid touched his lips and he drank it obediently.

Why was Meng Po soup so bitter? It was like the suffering he had endured in the first half of his life, long and agonizing.

But it doesn’t matter. Everything that happened in his life is in the past. I just hope he can suffer less in his next life.

It would be best if he was born in an ordinary family. He would like to live a simple and smooth life.

Although it is difficult, it is better than living in fear and malice and calculation all day long.

Thoughts gradually drifted away.

The imprisoned soul seemed to be freed, and the heavy feeling of fatigue gradually disappeared.

The alternation of hot and cold only felt to him like tempering.

evening.

Yilale opened his eyes and saw the bright yellow bed curtains.

A female voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Awake?"

He turned his head and saw Lin Jia sitting at the desk, holding a memorial in his hand and looking at him with his forehead supported.

He is not dead, Yilale thought regretfully.

Although I know that everything is just my fantasy, the rural life in my dream is so vivid and distant.

"Are you stupid?" Lin Jia put down the annotated memorial in his hand, stood up and walked towards the bed.

Hearing her voice, Yilale's nose suddenly felt sore.

The footsteps stopped beside him, and Lin Jia sighed softly, "Why are you crying?"

The soft silk handkerchief wiped away the tears bit by bit.

"From now on, you don't need to go to Concubine Shu to learn the rules. I allow you to recuperate here with me, okay?"

"I know you've been wronged. What do you want? I'll agree to one more condition for you."

He cried even harder.

Lin Jia frowned, not knowing what to say.

"Don't cry anymore. I've already compensated you so much. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Yilale retorted hoarsely, "I'm not dissatisfied, it's just that my tears are uncontrollable..."

With a broken jar, she said, "If Your Majesty is too impatient to coax me, it would be better to banish me to the cold palace to prevent me from disturbing your Majesty's heart."

Lin Jia was so angry at his unreasonable behavior that she laughed out loud.

"Ha, you're really sharp-tongued."

Look at him crying like a pear blossom in the rain, but he has a pair of iron teeth and copper jaws.

Pinching the man's cheeks, Lin Jia smiled coldly.

"Don't provoke me here. Your life is in my hands. Whether you live or die is entirely up to me, not you."

"I won't let you have your wish."

Perhaps because he was so angry, Yilale fainted again when he heard her words.