Author: Peace of mind without insomnia

The tip of the nose is sometimes lingering with a strong, fragrant and enchanting aroma, somewhat like an aphrodisiac.

Between the changes of hot and cold, some paradoxical, blurry and clear pictures appeared in my mind.

Practicing witchcraft?

Abandoned?

Imprisoned?

Hanged?

Bone drunken punishment?

Exile the whole family?

She was hailed by the late emperor as a model of women in the world, worthy of a prince, a beautiful son and a beautiful wife, but she ended up with no bones left?

The Cui family of Qinghe, the most noble family in the world, which had the power of the dragon, the bell and the cauldron, unexpectedly collapsed, and the entire direct line was wiped out by the butcher's knife.

Cui Canwen only felt that her heart was being held tightly by a big hand, and the blood all over her body was coagulated.

Her upbringing since childhood made her purse her lips tightly and dig her nails into her palms, so as not to make even the slightest inappropriate sound.

Cui Canwen clearly knew that this was a seemingly bizarre but traceable dream she had while lying on the phoenix couch in Kunde Hall. She wanted to call it a precognitive dream.

Wake up, must wake up!

Cui Canwen bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the sharp pain finally made her break free from her drowsiness.

"Eternal Life Hall?" Cui Canwen tilted her head and frowned slightly, looking at the furnishings in front of her eyes and the portrait in the center of the hall with still perfect details.

Not the emperor and empress, but Concubine Jiao and Liang Shaoyuan.

There are really no rules and it’s extremely ridiculous!

She was actually in the Palace of Eternal Life? Could it be that she had been sleeping for too long, alarming Liang Shaoyuan and spreading the news to the Cui family?

Cui Canwen remained silent until she saw the small characters embroidered on the sleeves of her dragon pattern pajamas.

The delicate word "elegant" is particularly touching.

Concubine Jiao's maiden name is not just an elegant word.

This word alone was enough to overturn her previous guess.

Turning his eyes, the cloudy eyes seemed to be injected with a ray of clarity and flexibility. After eliminating all possibilities, what was left, no matter how unbelievable, might be the truth.

Cui Canwen remained calm, pretending to have just woken up, and groaned, startling the person waiting beside her.

"Sanlang, you finally woke up."

The woman's charming voice was full of tears, and her whole body rushed into her chest like a gust of wind.

The strong and somewhat pungent fragrance enveloped Cui Canwen, making her feel nauseous.

"you……"

You give in first, I feel like vomiting.

Cui Canwen's face turned red, and she pushed away the soft and boneless Jiao Ya who was crying on her body.

Sure enough, they were born with mismatched characters.

After the fragrance faded away, Cui Canwen finally had a chance to take a breath. "Physician, come here and check my pulse."

With Wang Fu's support, Cui Canwen sat up and stretched out her wrist towards Imperial Physician Jiang.

Wang Fu: I always feel that His Majesty’s sitting posture today is a little more elegant and upright, quite like a celebrity.

"Your Majesty's health is not serious. He will recover after a few days of rest."

"Your Majesty must take good care of your body and pay attention to propriety in the future, so that your dragon body can be healthy for a long time."

Jiang Feng's words were cryptic, but everyone present knew it.

Standing aside, Jiao Ya, with red and swollen eyes and crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, was embarrassed for a moment, then returned to normal after blinking, as if she didn't understand the meaning of Dr. Jiang's words. Instead, she looked at Cui Canwen shyly.

At one glance, she really felt like a husband and a concubine, and she was obsessed with her and deeply loved.

Cui Canwen smiled, neither refusing nor responding.

It's a nightmare, a little indifferent, but it's not unreasonable.

"I know it well."

"Go down and get a prescription."

Jiang Feng accepted the order and finally felt relieved that he no longer had to be buried with him.

When he met his ancestor underground, he asked him why his generation came down so early. He couldn't say that the emperor he served had indulged in too much sex at a young age and was about to become popular, right?

When the time comes, even if future generations come to make offerings, he will not be worthy of serving on the table.

Rubbing her temples, Cui Canwen raised her eyes and looked at Wang Fu.

Wang Fu understood the idea and informed Cui Canwen about the news that the beautiful girl from Kunde Hall came to deliver a message.

What do you want to be sure of by asking for help in such a hurry?

Ha, Liang Shaoyuan is really as restless as ever.

If not...

"Tell Kunde Palace that I'm fine."

"The Cui family in Qinghe still needs to give them face."

Cui Canwen explained casually, seemingly unintentionally.

"Everyone, please go down first. I'm tired." The deep tiredness in his voice didn't seem to be fake.

Giao Ya opened her round eyes, filled with sadness and reluctance. She turned her head three times every step of the way, giving off a hazy beauty as she hesitated to speak.

It's so beautiful and alluring that I can't help but feel pity for it.

Cui Canwen: It’s true that when a toad gets on your feet, it won’t bite you, but it will hurt you.

She was really curious, did the concubine really feel no psychological pressure when facing her former concubine, acting like a spoiled child and acting like a fool?

When the late emperor was still alive, he led hundreds of civil and military officials to work hard in the wind and rain, and only then did the people of Haiyan, Heqing and other countries come to the court.

Therefore, the late emperor also became a wise king and saint whom his subjects believed in and praised.

But it happened that this pair of concubines and concubines wanted to add a touch of insulting color to the late emperor's name.

If he were the late emperor, he would probably be so angry that he would come out of the imperial mausoleum to teach Liang Shaoyuan how to behave.

Holding back the disgust in her heart, Cui Canwen had a weak and thoughtful smile on her face, and her voice was low and gentle, "Don't worry, Ya Niang, I will go see you when I feel better."

Jiao Ya felt relieved and nodded meekly in response. The slender neck exposed under the candlelight seemed to be covered with soft light, and the bright red color added to the lust.

"Then I'm waiting for Saburo."

Cui Canwen showed her face and nodded, thinking to herself, this angle is really beautiful.

From the time of the late emperor to the present day, she has always been favored by her, and her beauty is truly unparalleled.

The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke, and the orchids are weeping on the dew.

There was no one in the main hall and it was silent.

Cui Canwen stood up, put on her robe, put on her shoes and socks, stood on the floor, and stared at the portrait in the center of the hall. In the portrait, Liang Shaoyuan's pair of droopy shoulders and ears made her feel distracted.

It is said that if you have droopy shoulders and earrings, you are noble, destined to have a majestic appearance and be full of glory.

The tea poured over and the stain spread, making it impossible to see clearly.

This is right!

Cui Canwen sat cross-legged on the couch and began to recall the frightening scenes in her dream.

As for swapping bodies, she wasn't thinking about it.

Once it has come, make peace with it. There is no point in thinking about mysterious things.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, at a time she doesn't know, it will be back like today without anyone noticing.

Practicing witchcraft in the harem, such a stupid act could never be done by her.

As for the deposed position, she didn't care about it.

After she was deposed, she was still the daughter of the Cui family.

Daughters who are married outside and who have returned home can also win a place in the Cui family with their talents and learning abilities. It is not impossible to regain control of the Cui family in the future.

If she hadn't promised the late emperor to support the country and stabilize the harem, why would she have wasted her time in this palace and watched all the things that were off-putting and ruined her outlook on life.

If you can't return to your clan, you don't have to be stubborn about life and death.

Among all the things in the dream, she couldn't let go of the pools of blood on the beheading stage that seemed to never drain away, and the eyes that still couldn't be closed after her father was beheaded.
Chapter completed!