bookrandom Chapter 142 Do You Want to Avenge Your Revenge?
Chapter 142 Do You Want to Avenge Your Revenge?
The first snow of winter seemed to come later than in previous years. Fine snow fell from the sky, and the entire palace was covered in silver, a pure white world...
(Qingyue Hall)
It was cold outside the hall, but warm inside. The charcoal stove inside the hall kept a crackling flame, keeping the temperature inside the hall.
"My queen, have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up." Chu'er handed the freshly brewed hot tea to Yun Jingman who was leisurely writing calligraphy nearby.
"Put it aside. I'm not cold." Yun Jingman was still concentrating on calligraphy. He didn't raise his eyes, but just said coldly.
Since she came back from Yecheng, she was bored every day. When Baili Haoxuan was still asleep, she could still think of ways to make medicine and send it to Baili Haoxuan every night.
However, since Baili Haoxuan woke up, she had nothing to do. The entire harem had almost become a cold palace, a real cold palace. For more than a month, Baili Haoxuan favored only Sang Yuhanyan, and ignored all the concubines, even the queen.
She really couldn't understand what was so special about that woman with a face exactly like Sang Yuhanyan that made Baili Haoxuan so infatuated with her.
From three thousand rivers, only take a sip?
"Your Majesty, someone from Fengsheng Palace is here to see you." Chu'er reported.
"Transmit." Yun Jingman put down the wolf hair brush in her hand, lifted her skirt, walked up to the high seat in the main hall, and sat upright.
"Greetings to Her Majesty the Concubine Qing, may Her Majesty live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years." The visitor was Zui Lu, who knelt respectfully to pay his respects.
"Get up." Yun Jingman said indifferently.
"Thank you, empress."
"What do you want from me?" She picked up the hot(2) tea on the coffee table and opened the lid. A wisp of smoke rose up and the aroma of tea filled her nostrils. With just a sniff, she knew the tea was good.
"In reply to your Majesty, the Queen will hold a banquet in the Imperial Garden tonight and invite a troupe to perform. Please invite the ladies of the palace to participate."
"Well, your Majesty, I will be there on time."
"Yes, Empress Qingfei."
In the harem, there are mostly these unavoidable banquets, and the women in the harem are also lonely.
Of the three thousand concubines, there was indeed only one emperor. Now, the emperor only favored one person, so the three thousand concubines were nothing more than a mere formality.
There were snowflakes flying all over the sky in the morning, but they stopped snowing in the evening.
Thick clouds blocked the already dim moon, and a few lonely stars hung in the boundless night sky, looking a little desolate and lonely.
Yun Jingman dressed up early and came to the Imperial Garden, where she saw concubines in groups of three or four, all of whom were women of low taste and never favored. Yun Jingman kept a faint smile on her lips, greeted the concubines with a smile, found an inconspicuous place, and sat down.
Yun Jingman lowered his head and sipped his tea quietly. The concubines gradually arrived. The originally sparse crowd gradually became more crowded and lively...
"When did you become so low-key, Concubine Qing." He spoke coldly and with frivolous disdain.
Yun Jingman knew who was coming as soon as he heard the voice, but he didn't say anything and continued to drink his tea. He took a sip of tea, letting it flow slowly between his lips and teeth, feeling the bitterness spreading in his mouth.
"What? Don't you recognize me?" Seeing that Yun Jingman didn't respond, she continued to talk.
"How dare you not know Concubine Yan. I have met Concubine Yan." Yun Jingman said coldly, without even raising his eyebrows, his eyes just looking down at the tea in his hand. There was a wisp of smoke just now, but now it has become a cup of cold tea. The colder the tea, the more bitter it is.
"You... really have a lot of leisure and elegance. You're in a hurry, but you're still here drinking tea." Zi Yan raised her hands, and her cold and beautiful eyes looked down at Yun Jingman who was sitting there with arrogance and contempt.
"Why don't I have the leisure and elegance? Why am I so anxious?" Yun Jingman raised his head and glanced at Zi Yan with his watery eyes. His innocent eyes looked straight at Zi Yan, showing a simple and ignorant look.
Yun Jingman knew what Zi Yan was going to say, and she asked the question even though she knew the answer.
"Your substitute." These four short words said it all.
"Oh, why do I have a substitute?
I am just Yun Jingman, a dancer from the Kingdom of Modan." Yun Jingman said with watery eyes warningly.
"Don't you want to complete the mission? Don't you want the military deployment map? Don't you want Baili Haoxuan's life?" Zi Yan lowered her body, put her lips close to Yun Jingman's right ear, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"So what if you want it?" Yun Jingman snorted self-deprecatingly. The man's heart was never something she could guess or imagine.
"If you want it, just take action. With your ease and comfort level like you, what else do you want?" Zi Yan said coldly.
"Isn't that substitute one of yours? Just let her do the task." Yun Jingman inquired. It was impossible to find someone who looked exactly like her. As far as she knew, Sang Yuhanyan didn't have a twin sister.
Then, there was only this person left. Either he had to change his face like her, or he had to wear a human skin mask. Perhaps, their original intention was just to use such a face to promote the restoration of Cangming Country. However, unexpectedly, Baili Haoxuan actually fell in love with this face...
"I can't control her. The only person I can control is you, and you are only under my control. You must complete the tasks assigned by the master beautifully." She has always only cared about her master. It is not her turn to care about others, and she will not care about them.
"Master, master. Zi Yan is always thinking about you." Yun Jingman said sarcastically. As early as when they were in Butterfly Valley, she knew that Zi Yan liked Gu Yue.
"You..." Zi Yan's face suddenly turned red with shame when her secret was touched. She turned around and sat next to Yun Jingman, speechless.
Yun Jingman smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the cup of tea that had been cold for a long time, and took another sip, feeling the perfect flow of the cold and astringent taste in his mouth, with the bitter taste filling his lips and teeth.
She is good at speaking and can often leave people speechless because she can always find the weakness of that person. However, she found that there is one person that she can never leave speechless because she never knows his weakness. On the contrary, it is he who finds her weakness and leaves her speechless...
Is he her destined nemesis?