"Madam, how can you ruthlessly let Miss enter the palace draft?" The maidservant Ah Zhen knelt at the feet of a noble lady dressed in gold and silver, and prayed by the corner of her clothes.

"Entering the palace draft and being the emperor's woman is a blessing that ordinary people can't cultivate in a few lifetimes. Our Shen family wants to glorify the lintel, and now it is all up to Yan'er to fight for it. Your father and I finally managed to trust the relationship, spend money to get through the relationship, and seek this opportunity for Yan'er, what kind of system are you holding me here and crying? The lady kicked Ah Zhen away as if she were kicking a wild dog.

Poor Ah Zhen fell to the ground, and even her hair was scattered. She was sold into the Shen family, who opened a restaurant in the capital, since she was a child, and became the personal maid of the eldest lady Shen Yan'er. After Shen Yan'er's biological mother died, Shen Wancai, the master of the Shen family, married Zhang Qiaoniang, the daughter of the butcher. It was the careful-eyed woman who exuded meanness all over her body.

Since marrying into the Shen family, Zhang Qiaoniang has never looked at Shen Yan'er with her eyes. After she gave birth to a daughter for Shen Wancai five years ago, Shen Yan'er's status in the family has deteriorated. Now that Shen Wancai is seriously ill, I am afraid that time is running out. The subordinates said that she was afraid that Shen Yan'er would rob her of the family property with her, so she hurriedly stuffed Shen Yan'er into the palace to die.

Ah Zhen got up from the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and pleaded with the last trace of expectation: "Madam, the palace drafts are all martial arts tests, and the show girls who enter the palace are dead and nine injured, and there are even fewer who can retreat with their whole body." Miss has been weak since she was a child, how can she be the opponent of those people. Madame, you ...... You're ......."

Speaking of this, Ah Zhen almost held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and glared at Zhang Qiaoniang hatefully and complained: "You are forcing Miss to die!" ”

As soon as she heard the word "death", the noblewoman's face suddenly became gloomy. She rushed forward in two steps, raised her hand and slapped Ah Zhen, and scolded angrily: "That stinky girl really raised you, a dog slave, and dared to spew blood!" If you are so reluctant to let that stinky girl go, just accompany her into the palace together! ”

After saying that, he didn't give Ah Zhen time to answer, turned his head and threw it to the old aunt standing next to him and said, "Go and see if the stinky girl's things have been packed up." ”

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In a secluded courtyard in the corner of the Shen Mansion, Shen Yan'er, who was young and young, wore a thin coat and sat by the window admiring the newly blooming peach blossoms in the courtyard. It's spring again, and every time this season comes to mind, I always think of my mother's beautiful figure under this peach tree. 's father is seriously ill and bedridden, and all family and business affairs are handed over to Zhang Qiaoniang to take care of, I don't know if I will miss my mother who was once gentle like water.

Thinking of this, Shen Yan'er's expression couldn't help but be a little lonely. Turning his head to look at the clothes that had been packed in the room, he sighed softly. Leaning next to the package was a sword encrusted with round blood jade—the weapon she used for the draft.

The sword was ordinary, but the piece of blood jade was a relic of his mother. A month ago, Shen Yan'er specially sent a craftsman to help her set it on the hilt of the sword, so that she could have a thought after entering the palace. Even if he really dies under the sword of other show girls, it is better to go to be with his mother.

At this time, I suddenly saw the maid Ah Zhen coming over dejectedly. Shen Yan'er called Ah Zhen. Ah Zhen raised her head suddenly, but hurriedly lowered her head, and hurriedly turned the hair from her ear to cover her right cheek.

Even though Ah Zhen moved quickly, the sharp-eyed Shen Yan'er still saw the bright red five finger prints on her face, and frowned distressedly. Without waiting for Ah Zhen to enter the room, Shen Yan'er got up to greet her and asked melancholy, "Ah Zhen, have you gone to beg her?" ”

Ah Zhen pursed her lips and didn't speak, and it took a long time before she stubbornly shook her head.

"Don't lie, the palm print on your face is still bright red, she hit it, right?" Shen Yan'er saw through Ah Zhen's mind at a glance. She had already told Ah Zhen not to beg Zhang Qiaoniang, not only was it useless, but she would also be beaten and scolded, but unfortunately Ah Zhen was disobedient.

Shen Yan'er and Ah Zhen are the master and servant, but the relationship is as close as sisters. After Shen Yan'er's mother died, Ah Zhen was her only sustenance. The two are of the same age, and they talk about everything big and small, but this time for the sake of the draft, Ah Zhen has already cried and swollen her eyes.

Shen Yan'er took Ah Zhen's hand and comforted her: "Dad also asked Master to teach me some boxing techniques and swords in the past. Ah Zhen, you can't have no faith in me. After saying that, he smiled mischievously. Even though he smiled kindly, his pale face was quite bleak.

Shen Yan'er didn't say that it was okay, but when she said it, Ah Zhen couldn't help but shed tears. "Miss, I'll accompany you into the palace. If you die, I will not survive. Even if you go to the underworld, I will always serve you. ”

"Bah, how can you say these unlucky words!" Shen Yan'er pretended to be angry, straightened her face, and poked Ah Zhen's head with her fingertips. "I'm going to live a long life, maybe I can be invincible and fight my way to become a queen."

The Phoenix Dynasty is surrounded by fierce enemy countries, so it has always advocated martial arts. The origin of the armed draft has to start from the founding of Taizu. When the country was first established, the frontier was not quiet, and it was often invaded by enemy countries. The strictest zhòng even the palace was breached, and the ** beauties who had no time to escape became prisoners of the enemy country.

The hundreds of thousands of favorite concubines among Taizu ** have all become the playthings of enemy generals, so angry that Taizu's face is black and his nose is blue, and he draws his sword and swears to the sky that he will never let a woman who is not skilled in martial arts enter the palace again. Later, Taizu regrouped, waved his army to counterattack, expelled the foreign enemy from the palace, and drove the country out of the border. This led to the Phoenix Dynasty's rule, which would later last for hundreds of years.

The first national rule set by Taizu after recovering the land was the rule of this "armed draft". What's the use of just having a nice face? Smile at yourself today, smile at someone else tomorrow. The most beautiful woman should have the ability to kill the enemy for the country like a man, and ordinary women do not seek to be proficient in martial arts, but at least have the ability to protect themselves.

The first attempt of the draft is to lock the show girls from all over the country in a closed labyrinth, providing only a small number of things and supplies. Not only are there many traps in the maze, but there are also monsters, and only those who can get out of the maze alive within ten days are eligible to participate in the second test. That's why the labyrinth is also known as the "mass grave". The martial Phoenix Dynasty is mostly strong women who have practiced martial arts since childhood, and a sick man like Shen Yan'er is destined to die at a glance.

Ah Zhen cried and made a pretty face, choked up and said, "Miss, I heard that last year, 5,000 show girls participated in the first test, but less than 100 people came out of the mass grave alive ten days later. When the Imperial Guards opened the labyrinth to rescue them, the corpses of the dead were strewn all over the ground, and countless wounded were numerous...... Miss, don't participate, let's run away at night......"