Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 641 The Mad Daily Life of a Deposed Concubine in the Cold Palace (Part 13)

The days are long, and the turmoil in just this month is enough to rewrite the fate of many years to come.

People throughout the palace were also unable to sleep all night.

It concerns life and death, and also long-term interests.

Xia Youmi and Niannian's lives are also changing. Obviously, Xu Yiying's setback and Xuanfei's low-key handling have made many hot-blooded troublemakers feel bored.

Either give up or go from light to darkness; the embarrassing state of being so frustrated that even a withered leaf cannot be blown away is something I dare not let fall upon myself.

As a result, more vibrant topics always emerge in a timely manner, and after a period of enthusiastic following the trend, people gradually stop paying attention to remote corners, whether actively or passively.

Most of these works were created by the imperial concubine's faction.

Even if we find out what His Majesty did that night, we can only hold back and obscure the main points. We must never let any news of the Gongsun family being overshadowed by commoners spread.

In addition, Eunuch Min De, Feng Chengyuan's confidant, also contributed. He not only saw through everything, but also knew how to guide His Majesty to choose a relatively balanced outcome.

No matter how many benefits Gongsun Jiasai brings, he will not take sides. He will prioritize Feng Chengyuan's wishes. Even though Xia Youmi has hardly ever done anything since entering the palace, now that he thinks he has been taught a lesson enough and His Majesty is willing to ease the tension, he will naturally not hesitate any longer.

Although the incident caused by the Ninth Prince that day seemed to have reignited tensions between His Majesty and that person.

But once he calmed down, even he could easily see that the Ninth Prince didn't necessarily care much about that person; his priority was definitely lower than his confidants, his family, or even the Northwest.

It was only because His Majesty's emotions were revealed that he reminded the Ninth Prince that there was only one person left in the palace.

Thus, a small crack appeared in the imagined steadfastness, letting in light and removing the veil that blinded those involved, revealing a bright and clear path ahead.

The situation has changed. The four kings have submitted as scheduled, the five kings have abdicated, the six kings have passed away, and the wings of the eight and nine kings have all been clipped. They are no longer in a state where they need to be on guard against attacks at all times and cannot take care of the overall situation. Your Majesty has enough time and energy to untangle that long-standing knot.

The statement made by someone close to the person in question is to take on the responsibility of paving the way.

Min De did not make a move, but his trusted apprentices all understood and used various inconspicuous situations to send things to that person. Even the black cat, who was getting closer to the other party, was not left out. From time to time, a few mice would land around the Cold Palace, or a few dried fish would emerge from under the wall.

Lord Xuanmao seemed to have appreciated the good intentions.

Encouraged, he then threw the "discarded" stove utensils into the courtyard. Dry firewood always burned under the trees in the courtyard, and occasionally there was a small cloth bag containing simple but clean material that wouldn't attract attention when worn.

The area was much quieter, and few palace servants who enjoyed exploring were allowed in.

Some of the furnishings in the yard, having understood her stubbornness, no longer interfered, maintaining the structure she loved to climb every year, growing rapidly day by day, the changes of life reflected in her.

but,

The man and woman involved seemed completely unconcerned by the gestures of goodwill shown by the men below.

Feng Chengyuan did not intervene. In fact, Min De received clear instructions to eliminate the bad rumors in the palace and directly or indirectly prevent more concubines and their families from paying attention to the corners of the harem.

Xia Youmi didn't say much, but silently treated it as a game airdrop, using it selectively. As long as it wasn't poisoned, she could at least make a fire and take a hot bath. Refusing it would be like mistreating herself, which would naturally violate her survival principles.

She clearly saw the covert battle between the Ninth Prince and the Emperor. Since one side wanted to try sugar-coated bullets and the usual tricks of redemption after falling into misfortune, there was no sense of humiliation in picking out and applying the beneficial parts of them.

I would often analyze things with her every year.

Many famous works, both ancient and modern, have written about women's wandering lives, with their dramatic ups and downs often stemming from men. However, in order to illustrate the lessons of repentance and resolve conflicts, they also depict how to redeem women and how to pull those they themselves have crushed out of the mud.

The extent of their losses and the repeated self-torture they endured were magnified, making the weak feel ashamed and evoking a sense of pity. The endings usually included a happy ending after mutual sacrifice, and the women's self-respect was seen and emphasized. They would not be deceived and would not accept any compensation. The breakup from then on left people feeling guilty and unable to love them for the rest of their lives.

Converted to today,

Xia Youmi's situation was almost the same as Feng Chengyuan's imagination.

She is a pure and innocent young woman caught up in the chaos of the world, filled with anger at having her trust betrayed, and shame at having her benefactor and master restricted and defeated.

Her background must have been thoroughly investigated, especially the various connections between her parents and Consort Ping's family. However, Feng Chengyuan would naturally compare the Ninth Prince to Shao Kuang, attributing all of Shao Kuang's actions—rescuing her from the opera troupe and settling her in with women, as well as the actual care and attention she received over the years—to the Ninth Prince's personal motives.

Xia Youmi and Shao Guang never revealed their true feelings, and their meeting was just used as a catalyst to sow discord and cause the dispute at the banquet. From a macro perspective, the Sixth Prince's little tricks actually succeeded, and the relationship between the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince quickly broke down.

However, he did not expect that he had secretly connected with the Eighth Prince, and that the Seventh Prince had also secretly launched a major attack. He was also in contact with the Fourth and Fifth Princes, and their power was even stronger. On the other hand, the Ninth Prince was just causing trouble.

Time is also destiny.

With the dust settled and His Majesty already enjoying the thrill of victory, his desire for what he truly longed for intensified.

Without Xia Youmi even needing to brainwash him, Feng Chengyuan was already immersed in the heart-wrenching and shocking situation.

He was in pain, yet he also enjoyed the pleasure that came from this benign suffering.

Therefore, this is destined to be a long process of spiritual decay, until the person in control gets tired of it.

Xia Youmi has not made eye contact with Feng Chengyuan yet, but from his arrangements, his pensive and gazing actions, it is enough to understand that he may have some sincerity. Perhaps if she works hard and follows the basics, she can at least win over six-tenths of his sincerity.

Once time has settled everything, twenty years from now, a scenario might unfold where companionship surpasses even the throne. Feng Chengyuan might gracefully abdicate the throne to his beloved children and embark on a carefree life with his dearest love, free from burdens and suspicions.

but,

Xia Youmi had no intention of playing house with him, despite being the ruler of the country.

But she doesn't have to be as pure, weak, sacrificial, and dignity-first as the scholar portrays her.

She has the right to choose and use all the self-interest and benefits in every conflict, without feeling the slightest guilt or excessive desire for reward. Moreover, these are far from enough.

The fact that the Empress and the Imperial Concubine noticed her, but didn't seem to care much, was actually directly related to material possessions. Their attention was drawn to those who received gifts and whose palaces were lavishly decorated. They judged a person's well-being based on details.

The idea that was once envisioned was that a man's love for someone was such that he would give up everything beautiful.

This is supreme and cannot be concealed.

To put it another way, it's clear that those who have more resources are less likely to give everything to their loved ones; on the contrary, it's the weaker, more vulnerable one who will empty themselves completely.

How ridiculous.

But they overlooked one point: love can be abundant, yet also stingy.

Because mortal men believe that fairies live on dew and wind, and are extraordinary and otherworldly, once they come into contact with gold and silver, they are like dust covering their bodies, quickly crumbling into dust.

Just like how he had been in this world for so long, Feng Chengyuan had never cared how Xia Youmi survived in the cold palace. Even when she had a black cat and carelessly messed up the decorations in the courtyard, he didn't have the slightest suspicion.

He was thinking about how to vent his pain and dissatisfaction, how to feel hurt and betrayed.

He couldn't see what things were needed for life, or how people maintained their dignity. Just as the other person had experienced the hardships and forbearance of vying for the throne, he had never combed his own hair.

Such poignant scenes often depict the beauty of relationships that transcend class boundaries.

Min De walked ahead, indirectly supplementing Xia Youmi's daily needs. This was not only because he understood how to live, but more importantly because of his particularly sharp insight. He wanted His Majesty to see the person he had been thinking about for so long as a clean, beautiful woman in distress, being helped up with a gentle, refreshing breeze, rather than a real madwoman, pale and emaciated beyond recognition.

That argument with the Ninth Prince brought her value back to the forefront, giving her hope of being evaluated. This is the essence of Min De's help.

and,

They not only ignored these intricate details year after year, but were also busy patrolling their territory all day long.

Xia Youmi didn't care much and wouldn't let the so-called "humiliation" pollute her mind. Why bother making herself suffer?

There's no need to imitate men in indulging in sadomasochistic regrets; as long as one's mind remains steadfast, all moves can be transformed into counterattacks.

The harder he hit, the harder he got slapped.