The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 2
Daliang Kingdom, Shangjing
As the capital of Daliang Kingdom, it is undoubtedly the most prosperous place in the world, full of people, busy with traffic, and endless stream.

At the foot of the emperor, there is no shortage of nobles and nobles, palace aristocrats, and there is no shortage of various rich businessmen and local tyrants. Of course, the common people are naturally in the majority.

The more such a place where there is a huge disparity between superiors and inferiors and a large number of people, all kinds of amazing events will happen, which will make people talk about it with relish and admiration.

In the past two months, to say that the most talked about and most admirable one has to be the prime minister marrying a daughter.

Prime Minister Ye is the elder brother of the current empress dowager and the uncle of the current sage. The nobleness of this Ye family can be imagined.

To say that Ye Wanwan, the daughter of the Ye family, is really a young lady born with a golden spoon in her mouth. She was born in a wealthy family, and is still a young lady, the jewel in the hands of the Ye family and the queen mother's favorite. Two, this noble lady in Beijing is unparalleled.

She is a lady from a famous family, knowledgeable and sensible, talented and beautiful, and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

When he was 13 years old, he acted as the Goddess of Flowers, which amazed the whole city. Countless talented people took up their pens and strokes. They only hated themselves for their ignorance and lack of knowledge, and wrote not-so-beautiful national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

At that time, everyone sighed with emotion, what an outstanding man should be worthy of this noble daughter of the Ye family, but in just two years, she was married into the palace as a concubine.

Although I am sorry, I feel it is right.

Such a beautiful woman who is so dazzling, should be worthy of the wealth and power of the sky.

Although it is only a noble concubine, not a middle palace queen, the pomp of the wedding is much more beautiful than the original queen.

The Ye family’s dowry alone was 180 sets, and the Empress Dowager gave 290 sets as makeup. Ms. Ye’s ancestral family also added [-] sets, making a total of [-] sets, which was far more than when Empress Leng entered the palace.

On the day of the wedding, ten miles of red makeup, a circle around the city, the scenery is infinite, and even the happy money sprinkled along the way is golden beans. This level of luxury is simply eye-opening, how can it not be talked about?

Even though it has been two months, it is still unforgettable. When I meet a foreigner I have never seen with my own eyes, I can't help but vividly describe the grand occasion of that day.

In their imagination, the Miss Ye family married into the palace, was petted by the queen mother and aunt, and loved by her husband, Emperor Yang. She should be extremely happy. She is the beautiful girl hidden in the golden house, who is loved and honored by thousands of people. Don't people envy?
Imperial Palace, Guanju Palace
Gorgeous palaces, white jade walls, gold water splash paintings, carved beams and painted buildings, are magnificent, soft cashmere floors, gold silk soft yarns for curtains, East China Sea pearls for curtains, gold for cups, jade for cups, extremely luxurious.

The only thing that doesn't match here is the strong and disgusting medicinal smell. The taste of various medicinal materials is mixed together, and there is also a blood-like stench.

"Bang!"

A jade cup was knocked over and smashed into slag, and the soup was also spilled on the ground.

The old lady stood beside the couch and said bitterly, "Niangniang, this is a recipe that the empress dowager spent a lot of money to get. This old slave knows that you are angry, but why bother with your own body?"

"You are still young, take care of yourself and everything will be fine."

The woman in white was leaning on the pillow, the blue silk poured like satin, the body was weak and slender, and the skin was like fine white porcelain, but unfortunately because of illness, she was abnormally pale.

Her pale face and bloodless lips seemed to be about to die, but even with such a lifeless appearance, one could see that she had a good appearance, a beautiful oval face, picturesque eyebrows, and a beautiful nose like a jade pinched by the gods. The fairy girl forgot to dye it.

Even with this morbid state, it looks so good, I feel pity for it.

The mammy on the side instructed people to quickly clean up the things on the ground, and then let people rush to boil a bowl again, but did not notice that the impatience in the eyes of the charming girl sitting there had been filled with anger. replace.

The ink-colored eyes are like a bottomless abyss, boundless resentment and hostility are surging, and there is a faint bloodthirsty red.

After ordering the person, the mammy turned her head and wanted to persuade a few words, but before she could speak, the concubine swept over with a cold eye: "Go away!"

A cold word, like an ice pick and a nail, pierced Mammy's heart with a chill, and she immediately stopped.

"Old slave, let's go look at the medicine in person."

The noisy flies finally went away, Ye Wanwan looked at her hand, her fingers were green and slender, except for a little thinner, there was no flaw in the slightest, which was great.

She stood up and walked to the inner hall, the clothes on her body were peeling off one by one.

She looked at every inch of her skin carefully, it was so good, there were no knife wounds, no branding, and no scars that were so ugly but indelible.

Even the appearance is perfect.

Tears fell from the eyes without warning. Is this a dream?Why is it so real.

She is a person, a living person, no longer the person she used to be.

Obviously not dead, but more like a ghost than a ghost.

"Niangniang!" The palace maid suddenly exclaimed when she saw this scene, and was so frightened that she hurriedly found clothes to put on Ye Wanwan.

"What are you doing? Empress is already weak. If she suffers from the cold again, it will be fatal."

After putting on clothes one by one, and wrapping them in thick fox fur jackets, Ye Wanwan felt cold in her hand, and she quickly stuffed a woman Tang for her.

You must know that it is already May, and the maids are only wearing two single clothes, but Ye Wanwan is wrapped as if she is in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month.

Originally, she also had a healthy body, but two months ago, the Queen Mother personally presented a bowl of Juezi soup, which was so cloudy and cold that it almost killed her.

Even on the day of the big wedding, she drank three bowls of ginseng soup to keep her from fainting, otherwise she would have been sent to the coffin if she walked down with the etiquette.

God sent her back, but it was still two months late.

The big marriage, the soup of the dead son, the origin of all her pain
The Queen Mother, Father, Zhao Yi, Leng Yunqing
"Hahahahahaha."

Ye Wanwan wanted to laugh, but she did. She looked up to the sky and laughed, but her tears fell even more violently.

Covering his face, he couldn't hide the overflowing resentment and grievances, as well as the endless killing intent.

If she was reborn before the big wedding, and everything had not started, she was just that tender girl of the Ye family who didn't know the world. Maybe she would have a hint of kindness and emotion, but it's a pity that God didn't give her a chance.

Once again, they were the first to be vicious to her, then don't blame her for sending them to hell one by one, not death, how easy it is to die, if you can't survive, you can't die, seeing everything about yourself disappear, arrogantly broken, ten thousand It is much more painful than death, a living purgatory on earth.
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"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Miss?"

Ye Wanwan was summoned back to her senses, only to realize that she was in a daze just now, and those who had become her inner demons.

Looking at the palace maid in front of her, she hesitated before remembering her name.

"Qingsha." The maid who served by her side since childhood, died in a conspiracy five years after entering the palace, and was beaten to death in front of her alive.

Qingsha: "Niangniang, your voice is hoarse. The servant made you ginseng tea."

Ye Wanwan took the ginseng tea and took a sip. The smell of this century-old ginseng really lifted her breath. She put down the teacup and said, "Give me my makeup."

Qing Sha was a little surprised, and immediately replied: "The servant obeys."

The imperial concubine is willing to dress up, she is still very happy, it proves that the concubine is finally no longer depressed, which is a good thing.

Another close-fitting palace maid, Hongshang, also came over to help: "The slave-maid combs the hair of the goddess."

One combs hair and one applies makeup.

In a trance, Ye Wanwan remembered that Hongshang was the daughter of Mammy Li beside the Empress Dowager. Because the Empress Dowager loved her, she gave her the best-in-class maid to her.

You remembered that she was framed for mutilating the crown prince, but the queen mother failed to save her, but she took Hongshang away and suffered almost no guilt.

A mere maid is more important than her life and death.

Ye Wanwan looked at the hairpin in front of her, her heart surging with anger and murderous intent. The end was sharp and thin, and if it pierced the heart of Hongshang's neck, it would definitely look good.
Qingsha's hand is very clever, and she finished her makeup very quickly. The shades are moderate, and she looks rosy and energetic, just right.

Ye Wanwan is extremely beautiful in her own right, and with her complexion, she is instantly charming, like a flower that has just bloomed, attracting people to pick and choose.

Unfortunately, this is not what Ye Wanwan wanted.

His eyes swept away, and he landed on the most reddish lipstick. He took it and sipped it hard, and his lips were instantly red as blood.

This light makeup with the red blood dripping is obviously a bit abrupt, and Ye Wanwan is only fifteen now, and she is too young to support this gorgeous color.

Qing Sha was about to persuade, when Ye Wanwan raised her eyes, and the corners of her lips slowly twitched.

Qing Sha naturally knew Ye Wanwan's beauty. She was so delicate and tender, with a stunning beauty, it was really not suitable for such a mature makeup, but now, this makeup was actually suppressed.

Suddenly seeing something, Qing Sha brought Dan Kou, took Ye Wanwan's hand, and carefully painted her nails.

The slender fingers are the most suitable for this bright color.

Ye Wanwan looked at her hand, it looked good, but she always felt that something was missing.

"Didn't my brother send a fan? Bring it to me."

Qingsha: "My servant will go get it."

Hongshang finally got her hair set up and decorated with golden hairpins: "Niangniang, it's done, but are you going to see the queen mother? At the beginning of this day, the queen concubine invited a palace concubine to listen to the opera in Lanyuelou. If the concubine doesn't want to see them, You can go from Feixiantai."

Ye Wanwan narrowed her eyes and sneered: "In this harem, there is no place that Ben Gong cannot go to, only they avoid Ben Gong, how can Ben Gong avoid them?"

Qing Sha took the fan and brought it over, Ye Wanwan took it, flicked it lightly, the fan spread out, and the faint blue phoenix jumped in front of her eyes, this color is extremely beautiful.

Leng Yunqing, Queen of the Middle Palace, I am really happy to see you all again!
'Happy' hands are shaking!
(End of this chapter)