I was originally curled up in the water and couldn't breathe, but when I heard the sound of slapping the door, I felt a sense of fear that was suffocating from the bottom of my heart.?

In the cold palace, I have no friends and no second person, so I will come to see me at this time.

But--

Bang bang bang bang, the sound of the door slapping is getting louder and faster. With the impatient and irritable man outside the door, the thin door panel can hardly bear such force and is almost cracked.

I stood up from the water, but did not immediately walk out of the bathtub, but looked at the almost broken door in horror.

The sound of slapping the door continued for a while, but suddenly stopped. Suddenly, there was a silence around him, and there was no sound except my heartbeat.

I looked at the door nervously, and it really didn't ring anymore. Was he leaving?

But just as this thought came to my mind, I heard a loud bang and the door was kicked open.

There was a man in red at the door. As soon as the door opened, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol floating in with the wind. He drank a lot of wine, as if he had reached the verge of drunkenness, his steps staggered, his cheeks were red, and when he saw me standing in the water, his eyes were red.

But my whole body began to shake, trembling desperately.

As soon as I saw him, and saw that familiar face, and the pair of eyes that appeared in my nightmare every night, staring at me, all the memories of that day were resurrected.

Furious invasion, heavy breathing, and endless requests.

I dare not think about it. Every time I recall, I want to drive myself crazy, but now, he is right in front of me, step by step towards me, breathing getting heavier and heavier. When he approaches, I even feel that I am not facing a person, but a ferocious beast.

"What are you going to do..."

My lips were trembling, curled up in the water, with both hands covering my chest: "What are you doing!"

“…”

He didn't say anything, but just stood in front of the bathtub and looked down at me. The strong smell of alcohol in his breath sprayed on my face with a hot breath, making me dizzy. My hands and feet were a little soft, but they were still tightly guarding me.

At this time, he seemed to be in a state of alcohol, and he staggered for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to support the bathtub.

I was startled by his sudden reach of hand and subconsciously retreated, but where could the small bathtub retreat? It immediately hit the wall of the bucket behind, and the water waves rose up.

He opened his eyes all at once.

The gaze, obviously soaked in wine, suddenly regained its beastly concentration and concentration at this moment. When his gaze slowly moved down from my face, he saw the scenery with his arms crossed, and his breath seemed to sink for a moment, and suddenly he stepped into the bathtub.

At this moment, I was already in a state of collapse and started to cry.

"You already have a queen!"

There was a person suddenly in the bathtub, and the water surface suddenly surged. His violent movements caused a burst of water to break the brief tranquility. He reached out and grabbed my wrists that were crossing my chest, pulled them away and pressed them against the edge of the bathtub, and the snow-white skin appeared in front of him.

Including those pink marks that have not yet faded on my chest, between my neck, and even all over my body.

It was all him, he left it for me.

"You already have a queen! You have a queen!" I burst into tears, but no matter how I cried or struggled, I could not break free from the shackles of the man in front of me.

Since he was locked in the cold palace, he would appear in my room like a nightmare for many nights. Sometimes, he just used the force that almost suffocated me and hugged me tightly in his arms and slept all night; and sometimes, this night was a night of torture.

No matter how I cry or ask, I will not stop torture.

Just like now, he bit my collarbone hard, with the bruises left before. At this moment, I couldn't even shout, and my whole body was almost spasm.

A bloody smell slowly spread in the hot air. He let go, but stretched out his tongue and gently kissed his skin that was bitten to death by him. He slowly slid up along my collarbone and moved gently to the corner of my lips.

He seemed to have a smile, but there was no slight kindness in that smile.

"I have a queen? That's what you're going to say today?"

"..." I sobbed and trembled, my whole body was wrapped in his already wet red brocade robe. The snow-white and bright red entangled, presenting an extremely cruel picture.

I thought that tonight was his grand ceremony for the queen; I thought that he already had a queen. From now on, at least tonight, I would not have to have such nightmares anymore, nor would I have to be tortured by him all night and not be relieved, but I never thought that he would come anyway.

"Yue Qingying," he pressed against the corner of my lips and said word by word: "You can hear it clearly for me."

...

"Even if I have all the women in the world, I still want you. You-don't think about leaving!"

I looked up at him stiffly and saw the dark pupils that were so close that they were like a bottomless abyss. As soon as I approached, I would never escape forever. I was confined here by him, and my heart seemed to be locked by such eyes. No matter how hard I struggled, I could not escape his bond with me.

Almost desperate, I closed my eyes.

His breathing sank a little more, and with his strength, he tightly held my body under him. Waves of impact and cold water surged onto my body, but with his hot body temperature, I was forced to the end by the wild wave, and finally couldn't help it. When he hugged me again, he bit his shoulder hard.

With all the hatred, bite it hard.

The teeth tore the muscles, and the tip of his tongue tasted blood. He seemed to tremble slightly, but no slap came over. But his eyes became deeper and he ravaged me harder. The flames burned, and became more intense in such a dark night until everything was burned...

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It took me a long time before the eunuchs and entourage in the palace found here.

Those people were very flirting, but just waited outside from afar, and were not in a hurry to urge them. They waited until all the sounds in the room calmed down, and then they had the courage to get closer and said carefully: "Long live..."

Pei Yuanhao was still covering me, gasping for a while, but the strong smell of alcohol seemed to have just dissipated, and his eyes returned to their previous sharpness: "Hmm?"

"Empress, I'm still waiting for you in Tai Chi Hall."

He seemed to frown slightly, raised his body and looked down at me, but the sight was a terrible mess. I turned my head, tears had already soaked my whole face, except for the traces left by him, all he could do was tremble. He looked at me, then looked at the red robe that had not yet taken off, and the wounds on his shoulders, and frowned vigorously.

It seems like regretting it.

After a while, he spoke, "First let someone make a bowl of sobering soup and send it to Tai Chi Hall. I will go back and drink it."

"yes."

The sound of the little eunuch running away came from outside, and he slowly got up, stood up from the already cool water, and stepped out of the bathtub.

The sound of water was particularly harsh at night. His clothes were already wet, and his crown had long been broken. The pitch-black long winded on both sides of his cheeks, revealing a bit of charm. He looked back at me, said nothing, turned around and walked out.

"Long live!"

When the people outside finally saw him coming out, they all breathed a sigh of relief and immediately surrounded him and walked out. From a distance, they seemed to hear him explaining something: "Just say I am in Shangyang Palace..."

In the room, the tranquility of the previous one was finally restored.

But everything had been shattered by him. I looked down at my broken appearance, my whole body was covered with finger marks and kiss marks left by him, but somewhere in my heart had been completely suffocated.

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Like every time in the past, after enduring his invasion, I would get sick. This time it started to heat up from the middle of the night, and my whole body seemed to be roasted by fire. My eyelids were hot and I couldn't even open my eyes.

In the dream, it seemed that someone was holding me. I grabbed the man's hand and cried hard. At first, I kept calling my mother, but later, I started calling another person's name without dignity. I tossed and tossed and turned, and the hot tears couldn't stop flowing down, wetting my cheeks and head.

Why did he and me do this?

I wanted to find someone to ask, but I felt it was very hard, but I didn’t know who to look for. My life was originally a joke. I thought I could manipulate it myself, but I didn’t expect that I would still be broken to this day.

After I finally recovered my mind, I opened my eyes slightly and saw Madam Qian.

There is no doctor in the cold palace, and there will be no medicine. People here are sick and they will be fine if they can get better. Those who cannot get well can only sit and wait for death. While scolding, Madam Qian soaked her veil and applied it to my forehead, and then brought her quilt to cover me.

In the hot summer, covered with a thick quilt, my whole body burned like a stove, but I couldn't even shed a drop of sweat.

"You damn girl, you won't have any good things when you see you!" Madam Qian sat beside the bed fiddling with her needlework, cursing in her mouth: "I raise such an ungrateful wolf, come here all day long to make trouble. I feel unhappy when I see that woman."

I frowned slightly. Sick people are afraid of noise, but Madam Qian is so noisy.

Seeing me frowning, she cursed again: "I actually want me to take care of you when I am sick. You are so arrogant. What's the matter with the Imperial Concubine?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a loud voice outside saying-

"The Imperial Concubine is here!"

I was a little overwhelmed and was still lying on the bed. Madam Qian had changed her face and hurriedly threw away the needlework and knelt down beside the bed: "Greetings to the Imperial Concubine."

“…”

The door was opened, and the bright sunshine outside outlined a person's figure enchanting and bright. I opened my hot eyelids and looked at the familiar figure, as if it was on the painting.
Chapter completed!