The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Xiaozhe Sang felt extremely embarrassed. She put down her chopsticks slyly, slid down from the chair, and stood aside.

She didn't know what to say, she just knew she was wrong and lowered her head.

She was too greedy. If she didn't pick up the meatball, she wouldn't make them angry.

My aunt laughed angrily, "How come this child has forgotten the rules again? Just ask the maid to feed you whatever you want to eat. Why is he silent?"

Xiaozhe Sang opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

My aunt was right, she did not call her maid.

It always seems mean when everyone confronts a child.

But no one at the table spoke to anyone, everyone was a sensible person, and they just looked at it, why bother themselves.

He was just an unpopular and dull child.

But her aunt is a person who can't rub her eyes with sand. No one wants to make herself unhappy for irrelevant people.

Seeing that she didn't speak, my aunt was a little displeased and said, half complaining and half joking, "Why are you standing there and sitting there? You are not mute. The maid and mother-in-law are standing behind you. All you have to do is squeak."

"Fortunately, everyone is watching, and I didn't say anything to you. Don't look aggrieved and pitiful. If you don't know, you will think that I, your aunt, have been harsh on you."

Su Qiong'an was making a fuss on the side, "Dad, let her out! I don't want to see her!"

Su's father couldn't stand her fussing, so he patted her little head and said helplessly and dotingly, "An'an, don't mess around."

Xiao Zhe-sang looked at it, as silently as if he was not in the room.

Su's father waved his hand, "Take it down, don't make anyone unhappy."

When Xiao Zhesang followed the maid out, she heard someone sighing, "This child is lifeless and has no naughty energy at all. It's so boring."

The wet nurse went back to stay with her family.

Xiaozhe Sang buried herself in the quilt, her hands and feet were cold, and she was shivering from the cold.

She seemed to have been in an ice cellar all the time. She didn't know how to escape, and over time, she gave up her futile struggle.

In the drowsiness, the surroundings became warmer, like a return of light.
"woke up?"

"Gu Heng? Why are you here? What time is it? Why is it so dark?"

Zhe Sang sat up lazily, and the cloak covering her back slid down.

Gu Heng stretched out his hand to pull her up, covered her up, and said warmly, "Your Majesty misses me, so I will come."

"I was so sleepy that I forgot that I asked you to come."

Gu Heng touched her forehead to make sure the temperature was normal before taking back his hand.

Zhe Sang looked at his careful and gentle look and was touched in her heart.

"Gu Heng, can you give me a hug?"

"Ah."

There is a faint fragrance of ink on him and the crispness of cold snow.

She would lean into his arms, her face touching his coat, the surface of which was smooth and cold.

It was so cold that it melted quickly.

The two hugged each other quietly, and Gu Heng didn't ask any questions.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his long arms clasped together, and his palms patted her shoulders and back, his movements gentle, solid and warm.

Zhe Sang quietly recalled every detail of his stay in the Su Mansion, and finally stopped at the picture of Su Qiong'an lying on the bed, with a beautiful and pale face, and Danfeng's eyes raised at the end of her eyes were full of stubborn disgust and contempt.

"She doesn't even have the slightest bit of guilt."

"I know this is meaningless. Even if she kneels down in front of me to repent and cry, I will not forgive her."

"I'm just a little unwilling."

Zhe Sang's voice sounded softly.

"I am a concubine, and my aunt did use bad means." "But I am just not satisfied. I just feel wronged and unfair."

"I am also my father's child, and half of my flesh and bones come from him. Why does he even dislike me?"

"I have nothing to say about my aunt and Su Qiong'an being unhappy."

"The wet nurse said that these are very common things. There are people who have it worse than me. I shouldn't be dissatisfied. I should just think of it as atonement for my aunt."

"Although I do what my nanny said, sometimes I think in my heart, since the world cannot tolerate me, why did it create me? If it has created me, why does it trample on me?"

"Gu Heng, I am not willing to accept this."

Zhe Sang had tried hard to persuade herself to accept this fate. It was a mistake for her to be born.

Gu Heng tightened his arms and made no sound, just listening quietly.

"On the day I married Fu Rong, I said to myself that I would be done with them."

"So when Fu Rong broke through the city and destroyed all the members of the Su family, I didn't stop him."

"But sometimes, I still think of the people in the Su family, and when I think of it, I feel unhappy..."

"It's funny to say that I actually sympathize with Su Qiong'an."

"But I sympathize with her, but I can't forgive her."

Zhe Sang frowned, her thoughts were turbulent and disorganized, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Zhesang, the first time I saw you. I can't remember what you looked like at that time. Looking back now, there is only a vague shadow. She lowered her head and stood in the corner, blending with the shadow on the ground. ."

"I didn't take it to heart at the time, and now I regret it very much."

He really regretted why he didn't go over and say hello to that girl.

Gu Heng's voice was a little hoarse.

Although she walked out of the shadows into the sunshine, the haze in her heart never really dissipated.

Of course, time will push everyone forward, but there is no healable wound. It does not mean that any wound will heal automatically. Some will only fester over time.

The so-called no pain is nothing but self-protective forgetfulness.

People always say that if you look forward, things will get better as time goes by.

I always think that as long as I undergo more hardships and see more life and death, I can look down on it and understand.

If that were the case, how could he burst into tears when the memories were touched upon?

"Zhesang, I'm glad you can tell me this."

"Don't embarrass yourself, love when you love, hate when you hate."

Gu Heng touched her head and spoke softly.

"I said, 'Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things like civets'. Heaven is ruthless, but just. It will not pity you because of your life experience, let alone despise you. Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, noble or humble, all living beings in the world will be treated equally."

"Since you have come to this world, God has allowed you. Since God will not bully you, why should you stick to the world?"

"Birth is just a matter of following the way of heaven, and there is no right or wrong. Although the body is born from your parents, this body belongs to you, not your parents. The so-called concubine and atonement are shackles imposed by others and the unfairness of the world. It's not your fault."

"So Zhisang, you are qualified to hate them and take revenge. This is not dissatisfaction."

"Besides, why should you give up if you are unwilling to do so? Since you think the world is unfair, then you should establish a just world."

If Gu Heng's words were spread, he would be accused of being deviant.

Too many people say that the world has been like this since ancient times, to wear her down and assimilate her.

Confused and puzzled, she once followed him and forced herself into the cramped box.

Zhe Sang hardly confides this concern to others, but if it were someone else, she would have to persuade her to put down her resentment and appreciate her parents' kindness and brotherly love. She would have to say that the world is like this, and there should be no hatred if the concubine is superior to the concubine.

Gu Heng said that she had the qualification and freedom to hate. She was equal to everyone and was not born humble.

(End of this chapter)