the aroma of alcohol is truly dangerous.

　　It can easily seduce people's hearts, and I still can't recall the chaotic details.

　　In the darkness, holding the scissors used to trim the flower branches, I made a cut on my arm.

　　The warm blood dripped onto my bright yellow robe.

　　I quickly wrapped it with a piece of cloth I had prepared in advance, silently thinking to myself.

　　This winter has been too long, but thankfully, it is coming to an end.

　　Spring should arrive soon.

　　"Crack!" "You despicable woman! I knew you had evil intentions! Never did I imagine you would dare to do such a thing on my bed! I'll kill you! I'll kill you right now!" As the candlelight and footsteps drew closer, a slap followed suit.

　　The stinging pain on my face burned, carrying the furious aura of someone of higher rank.

　　I knelt on the ground, wearing only a thin garment, and skillfully maintained my composure, with only one thought in my mind.

　　Even the renowned and beautiful noble consort, when consumed by jealousy and resentment, appeared so ugly with her contorted face.

　　However, Your Highness, you were originally loved because of this face, and now with this appearance, how can you make the person on the couch be moved by old feelings? I remained silent, without pleading or shedding tears, quietly accepting all the accusations.

　　The noble consort burned with anger and screamed as she approached, her sharp nails poised to scratch my pale face.

　　"Enough." A hand intervened, blocking her action.

　　Finally, the most powerful person in the room, and perhaps even in the entire Da Sheng Empire, broke the silence with impatience and annoyance.

　　"This is my decision, it has nothing to do with her, noble consort.

　　You are becoming more and more ignorant of the rules." Crash.

　　The jade vase on the table fell onto the floor, its shards hitting my feet, making me instinctively tremble.

　　Suddenly, I felt weightless and let out a low cry before being enveloped in a pair of broad arms.

　　The noble consort stared at me in disbelief.

　　She should remember it clearly, after all, it was the first time she had been scolded like this since she came to Dashing.

　　It was the Emperor who had promised her a lifetime together.

　　Her bright eyes were filled with tears, like broken pearls dropping one by one, but this time there was no softening, instead, the Emperor left without looking back.

　　Because she was too ugly.

　　Shock, anger, arrogance, and jealousy intertwined on her face, she was truly too ugly.

　　Just as I stepped out of the palace gate, the cold wind made me shrink inside, he laughed and his chest vibrated along with it.

　　"You even fear the cold, why were you stubborn and refused to ask for help when you were being beaten?" My head was still buried in his embrace.

　　Because I didn't want to see his face.

　　My voice was muffled: "That's Your Highness. The slave girl is Your Highness's lackey." He said without hesitation: "Not anymore."

　　Just as I stepped out of the palace gate, the cold wind made me shrink inside, he laughed and his chest vibrated along with it.

　　"You even fear the cold, why were you stubborn and refused to ask for help when you were being beaten?" My head was still buried in his embrace.

　　Because I didn't want to see his face.

　　My voice was muffled: "That is Your Majesty, this servant is the servant of Your Majesty." He said without hesitation: "Not anymore."