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Consort Qian called out to him from behind, causing him to stop in his tracks. However, he did not turn around but spoke with his back facing her, saying, "I am tired today. Whatever the matter is, let’s discuss it tomorrow." After saying this, he ignored the calls from behind and resolutely left.
Watching Mo Xiao Li leave, Mu Junqi stomped her foot in anger, but thinking of the person behind her, she immediately changed her expression to a smile. Turning to the person behind her, she said, “This Palace suddenly feels a bit weary. If my sisters have nothing else, This Palace will take my leave.”
“Elder sister must take care of herself. Then Consort takes her leave,” said Consort Rong, smiling as she bowed first, and the other concubines hurriedly followed suit.
After bidding farewell to them, Consort Qian walked back with Peach. Her expression changed instantly; her eyes were deep and contemplative. After a long while, she quietly asked, “How is that woman doing now?”
“In response to your Highness, these past few days Head Maid has already been bribed by us and has been tormenting her. You can rest assured,” Peach replied softly as she leaned closer to Consort Qian.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Consort Qian turned around and slapped her angrily, saying, “Torment? This Palace wants her life. Don’t you know that?”
Peach immediately knelt on the ground, pleading for mercy, “Your Highness spare me; I will heed your teachings.”
“Enough, you may rise.”
At this moment, Mu Junqi was completely unaware of the impending danger. Dressed in tattered clothing that was too thin to keep warm, her body trembled involuntarily as she continued to chop firewood. Logically speaking, this was not something a concubine of the Cold Palace should be doing. However, she understood that this old maid must have been bribed by someone; otherwise, she would not dare to act this way.
But under the eaves one must bow their head. After finally finishing chopping the firewood and stretching her back, the old maid began speaking again from behind her. “Today I’ll let you off,” she said before turning to leave.
Watching the old maid depart, Mu Junqi hurriedly went inside. On the table lay a bowl of plain porridge, a plate of cabbage, and a steamed bun. She glanced at them indifferently before sitting down to eat. However, the food had long since cooled down and had no warmth left. After struggling to finish the last bite, she stood by the window motionless, gazing outside. Ever since entering the Cold Palace, she had grown fond of standing by the window watching everything outside. Even though she could see nothing clearly, it felt as if her heart understood everything.
Night fell as expected. Just like in previous days, after nightfall the Cold Palace truly felt like an ice cellar. She curled up tightly but still found it difficult to withstand the biting cold.
As the clock struck two, she still felt no trace of sleepiness. Her mind was racing with thoughts about everything that had happened over the past year. In fact, ever since Mo Xiao Li agreed to confine her to the Cold Palace, she felt as if something was missing from her heart, though she couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
She turned over, sensing a gaze upon her. Nervously, she looked into the distance, but darkness engulfed everything, rendering her unable to see anything. Just then, a loud crash echoed from outside, startling her to the point where she almost screamed. Immediately after, the old door was kicked open from the outside.
Sitting up abruptly, she saw a man stumbling in, heading straight toward her. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol. Before she could say anything, the man leered at her and mumbled a few words before leaning in closer with a foolish grin. Mu Junqi instinctively felt that today would be her doom, yet she pushed him aside with all her strength and prepared to run outside.
However, the man quickly grabbed her ankle and leered, "Come here and let me have some fun." Despite being heavily intoxicated, he still had enough strength to pull Mu Junqi tightly into his embrace.
Mu Junqi struggled but to no avail; at that moment, despair consumed her. She cried out in anguish, prompting the man to slap her hard and angrily say, "If you keep screaming, I'll kill you today!"
Seizing the opportunity, she stood up and ran outside. But just a few steps away, someone grabbed her hair, causing a sharp pain in her scalp before violently throwing her against the wall. Just as he prepared to take further action, a masked man rushed in and quickly killed the assailant. Although she couldn't see clearly, Mu Junqi distinctly felt warm liquid splatter onto her body and fainted from shock.
After discarding his sword, the masked man slowly approached and carried her to a nearby bed. He lay down beside her, using his body to provide warmth...
The next morning, when Mu Junqi woke up, she found that there was no one in the room. The weather today was much better than usual. Confused as to why the Head Maid hadn't come yet at this hour, she got out of bed. Suddenly recalling what had happened last night made her heart race; she still didn't know who had saved her.
After getting out of bed and seeing that the Cold Palace looked just like any other day—with no blood on the floor and everything eerily quiet—she felt as if everything had been just a dream. As she stepped out of the palace gates, she saw the Head Maid approaching with a food box in hand. "From today onward, you won't need to chop firewood anymore; this is your lunch for today," she said before turning to leave.
Everything about this situation felt off-kilter, but Mu Junqi couldn't figure out what was wrong. Just then feeling hungry, she set aside her thoughts and noticed that today's meal was significantly better than usual. With a sarcastic smile, she began to eat.
Life in the Cold Palace was monotonous; there was nothing to do all day long and not even anyone to talk to. Mu Junqi began to doubt whether she had forgotten how to communicate with others. The weather had grown increasingly cold during this time; whether it was just her imagination or not, it seemed that joy permeated throughout the palace these days. The Head Maid's palace attire looked newly changed, and there were still several days until the New Year.
However, these matters no longer seemed important to her. Just as she prepared to go back inside, she noticed an unexpected visitor had arrived. Given her current state of despair, many must have been laughing at her misfortune. Yet considering that she was already in this situation, what did she have left to fear? Without hesitation, she walked back into the room.
Standing outside the door, Consort Qian watched Mu Junqi's actions with a seductive and beautiful smile. Beside her, Peach respectfully said, "Your Highness, since the Emperor has given the order, we should not continue to torment her."
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