Chapter Seventy-Eight: Princess Mu
The moment she entered the water, Hua Qingrao lost her balance, and her body sank to the bottom of the water with gravity. Her mind "buzzed", and her hands and feet kept thrashing on the water, trying to get herself to her feet. But I didn't expect that the more I plopped, the more my body sank.
The water splashed over his head, and a feeling of suffocation came from his chest. Just when Hua Qingrao felt that she was about to die in the pool, one hand stopped her waist and brought her whole person out of the water.
Hua Qingrao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and clinged to the person in front of her tightly with her hands. Her chest and nose were choked on water due to struggle, and she lay on top of the man, coughing uncontrollably.
She wiped the water from her face with her hands, and only when her cough subsided did she dare to stand upright. She glanced at the water, and a sense of fear welled up in her heart.
"If you were given a chance to regret it, would you still enter the palace?" A cold voice rang in my ears.
Hua Qingrao turned her head and looked at Zhao Yu in front of her. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were like a clear pool, without a little ripple, but he unconsciously made people sink a little deeply. Without his fancy clothes and ornaments, he is a little more cold.
Hua Qingrao opened her mouth, but she didn't say her answer.
She never thought of a second possibility, and all along, what could sustain her survival was revenge. And the only shortcut to revenge is to enter the harem of the Great Liang.
The answer was already known, neither of them spoke, just looked at each other in silence, as if time had stopped at this moment.
"Lord Wang."
A woman's voice sounded behind Zhao Yu, breaking the silence between the two people.
Before Hua Qingrao could see the person clearly, Zhao Yu turned around abruptly and asked the two of them to switch positions.
"Get out!"
Zhao Yu roared angrily and frightened the person in place, and she looked at the two people hugging each other in the water with disbelief in her eyes. When she came back to her senses, she glanced at Hua Qingrao's back fiercely, turned her head and ran out.
"Princess, what's wrong?" The maid waiting outside the door saw her master come out, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
Princess Mu bit her lip hard, some beads of blood came out, and a fishy salty smell spread in her mouth. She clenched her fists, her sharp armor piercing through her skin.
"Find out who that little slut in the house is!" She uttered it almost like a roar.
The maids shuddered and fell to their knees with their heads on the ground.
Inside the house, Zhao Yu and Hua Qingrao had already changed into dry clothes.
Hua Qingrao threw her wet clothes aside, and her ears seemed to hear a roar outside the house, and her eyes moved away. "Princess Mu is really full of energy."
Zhao Yu fastened his clothes, and his face returned to his former bohemian expression. "Whatever she does."
He took her hand and walked further into the room.
Hua Qingrao let him hold him this time and stopped struggling. His palms are not like ordinary noble sons, they feel a little rough, and their palms and fingers are calloused, which should be caused by long-term sword practice.
Zhao Yu led her to the innermost side of the room, turned the vase on the table lightly, and a door instantly opened on the wall where there was originally nothing.
The two walked in slowly, it was a long passage with candles lit inside, so that Hua Qingrao could vaguely see the road under her feet. Probably taking care of her behind her, Zhao Yu walked very carefully.
The other end of the passage is also a wall door, and after Zhao Yu pushed the door open, Hua Qingrao suddenly found that this end of the passage was connected to a study.
There are bookshelves erected in the study, and various books and materials are placed in an orderly manner on the shelves. Passing through the bookshelf, there is a desk with a yellow pear and phoenix pattern.
Hua Qingrao casually took a booklet on the bookshelf and flipped through it, with dense names on it. She looked up and asked, "What is this?" ”
Zhao Yu took the book in her hand, flipped through two pages at random, and said casually: "The name of the person who colluded with Zhang Taishi in the court in the past two years. ”
Hua Qingrao's hands trembled, "You're not afraid that I will betray you?" ”
Zhao Yu put the booklet in his hand back on the bookshelf, with a seemingly nonexistent smile on his face, "This king never does anything that has no way back." ”
Hua Qingrao's heart was suffocated, and her mind couldn't help but recall the scene when he killed people in front of her.
He never does anything he is not sure of, and since he can let himself know all this, he has a way to gag himself forever.
"I don't know what the prince is doing here with Qingrao?"
Zhao Yu walked to the second row of bookshelves, took out a booklet from the top column and handed it to Hua Qingrao. "This is the most detailed information in the harem, and reading it will be good for you in the future."
The booklet must have not been read in a long time, and it was covered with a layer of dust. After Hua Qingrao patted it clean with her hand, she slowly opened it, and the first page of the booklet was written with the words Queen Zhao Huarong.
When her gaze swept to the family background, her pupils shook. "Empress Zhao is Princess Mu's own sister?"
Zhao Yu glanced at her surprised expression, leaned back in the chair and smiled leisurely, "Zhao Guogong is the elder brother of the current Queen Mother, married Shuhuai Zongji, the daughter of the Great Emperor of Fu'an, and gave birth to a son and a daughter. The son-in-law is Yong'an Hou Zhao Yi, and the daughter-in-law is Princess Mu Zhao Huaxin. ”
He paused, "As for Empress Zhao, although she is the eldest daughter, she was born to Shuhuai Zongji's maid. Because of the blessing of his daughter, he was named the wife of the country, and he and Shuhuai Zongji can sit on an equal footing in the house. ”
"Empress Zhao's biological mother is favored in the mansion?" Hua Qingrao asked.
Zhao Yu evoked an evil smile and vetoed: "I am not favored, I was able to conceive Empress Zhao back then, but it was because Zhao Guogong was drunk and mistook her for Shuhuai Zongji." ”
Hua Qingrao turned over a few pages of Empress Zhao, and the next one who appeared was Zhang Xianfei Zhang Huishan. She couldn't help but read out loud: "Zhang Huishan, Mrs. Zhang's daughter." ”
Zhao Yu interrupted her and said, "Zhang Yaxi, the daughter of the right Shilang of Zhongshu Province who entered the palace with you this time, is the sister of Concubine Zhang Xian's same clan. ”
Hua Qingrao closed the booklet, stepped forward and asked, "With Concubine Zhang Xian's temper, how can she allow people to send women from the clan into the palace again?" ”
Zhao Yu sneered, "She naturally doesn't allow any more women of the same clan to enter the palace to shake her position." But this time it was everyone's handpick, and the Zhang family had long complained about her in the palace for many years without giving birth to an heir. Now that they can send people into the palace again, they are naturally very happy. ”
Hua Qingrao lowered her eyes and was silent.
Since ancient times, the harem and the former dynasty have been implicated in each other. In order to maintain the status and glory of the family, the harem women can fight for their heads and blood, even at the cost of blood on their hands.
When she was in Beiyan, she had also heard about the deception of the harem, but at that time she was just a child who didn't understand the world. Now it seems that they are just a group of poor women who have been used by the family, and the family has given them supreme glory and shackles for life.