Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1420 This girl is becoming less and less considerate

The eldest princess looked at the decorations in the courtyard, which were not as prosperous as last year, and a slight sense of loss did pass through her heart.

The bustle and splendor in the Imperial Garden last year are unforgettable after all.

But she shook her head gently, raised her little face and looked at Concubine Zhuang, with a seriousness that did not match her age in her peach blossom eyes: "Mother, don't say that."

"Yun'er knows that the Great Zhou is currently at war with the Xiongnu. The soldiers at the border are working very hard, and the court is also short of funds."

"Yun'er's birthday can be simple, or even... it can even be skipped. Even if you feel a little disappointed, Yun'er understands the reason."

Having said that, the eldest princess paused, frowned slightly, and seemed to be trying to organize her words to defend the person who, in her heart, should not be blamed.

"Besides, what the servants in the Imperial Household Department do is simply because they are lazy or incompetent. What does that have to do with the Empress?"

"The Empress is planning to host a lotus viewing banquet, presumably for official business. Why would she specifically instruct them to neglect Yun'er's birthday?"

These words were clear and frank, immediately shattering Concubine Zhuang's attempt to imply dissatisfaction with Shen Zhinian.

The gentle smile on her face froze instantly, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on her face, and a fire of evil rose in her heart again.

This stupid girl actually defended the Imperial Concubine so much?!

Imperial Concubine Zhuang took a deep breath, trying her best to sound loving and even a little moved. "Good child... Mother's Yun'er has really grown up and become sensible. She can even think of these things..."

"Mother... Mother is truly relieved."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and took the eldest princess into her arms, using this action to hide the anger that flashed across her face.

The eldest princess snuggled in Concubine Zhuang's arms, feeling that her mother's embrace seemed tighter than usual, but she just thought that her mother was moved by her words.

Concubine Zhuang held the eldest princess's soft little body in her arms, but there was an icy coldness in her eyes.

This girl is becoming more and more inconsiderate!

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Baharguli was originally banished to the cold palace, and her personal maid Yingxiang was also sent back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for reassignment.

Concubine Dun hated Baharguli and her servant so much that she would naturally not miss this excellent opportunity. She had already taken Yingxiang to the Yiku Palace for torture.

This former master and servant suffered a lot in Yiku Palace.

In the most remote corner of the back room of Yiku Palace, there were piles of discarded debris and a damp and musty smell filled the air.

Baharguli and Yingxiang took the opportunity to move the broken flower pots and finally found a gap where no one noticed, where they could get close and talk for a few minutes.

Both of them lost a lot of weight.

Baharguli's wheat-colored skin was dull and lifeless, and her eyes were filled with deep fatigue and suppressed hatred.

Yingxiang's face was even more sallow, and her hands were covered with fine scars. She no longer looked as smart as she did in Shuixi Pavilion.

Yingxiang quickly glanced around, her voice low and trembling as if she were crying, yet she didn't dare to actually cry out loud: "Master...if you keep going on like this, before the prince can accomplish his great cause, we...we're afraid we'll be tortured to death by that vicious woman!"

There was deep fear in her voice.

The inhumane treatment she received these days had already worn away the remaining edge in Yingxiang, leaving only the instinct to survive.

Baharguli bit her lower lip so hard that she could almost taste the blood.

She knew that Concubine Dun humiliated them in various ways. She made them do the dirtiest and most tiring work, ate the least amount of food, and beat and scolded them at every turn...

Baharguli's eyes burned with a cold fire, and she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "That damned vicious woman!"

Yingxiang frantically grasped her sleeve, as if grasping at the last straw, her voice becoming increasingly urgent: "Master, it's been a while since you came out of the cold palace. The prince... the prince really has no instructions at all?"

"Could it be...could it be that the prince no longer cares about us?"

This was her deepest fear.

If even the connection with the prince is broken, they will really have no way out...

Baharguli was also anxious.

Leaving the cold palace was the first step, but the prince had not sent any new instructions yet. She was like a moth trapped in a spider web, unable to struggle.

"Don't panic."

Baharguli forced herself to remain calm and held Yingxiang's cold hand in hers. "The prince must have his own plans."

"We need to survive. Only by surviving can we wait for the day when we receive the order!"

Yingxiang's voice was filled with despair: "That vicious woman hates us so much, how could she be willing to not see us die?"

"Survival...is easier said than done..."

Baharguli dug her fingers into the soil of a tattered flowerpot beside her, and the cold and wet feeling came through her fingertips.

To survive... Of course she must survive!

She had finally managed to escape from the cold palace where she never saw the sun. How could she die quietly at the hands of Concubine Dun?

Suddenly, a figure clearly appeared in Baharguli's mind——

The eldest princess Nangong Zhiyun!

That simple-minded child who was easily coaxed by her with a few raisins and some stories from the Western Regions.

At this moment, Baharguli felt a twisted sense of relief in her heart.

I'm glad that I took the trouble to act gentle towards that naive princess for so long in order to maintain her favor.

Those false pretenses have now become her only lifeline!

Baharguli raised her head, and a faint light rekindled in her eyes, which were full of exotic charm. "Tomorrow is the eldest princess' birthday."

Yingxiang was stunned at first, then an expression uglier than crying appeared on her face: "Master, have you forgotten what our current identities are?"

"Back then, you were a young lady, so it was easy for you to see the princess. But now... we are lowly maids in the Yikun Palace, unable to even lift our heads. How can we even cross the threshold of the Changchun Palace? Even getting close to the princess is a luxury..."

Baharguli knew the difficulties involved, but she had no way out.

"I know."

"That's why we have to come up with a solution quickly!"

Yingxiang suddenly said, "Master, didn't Concubine Kang promise to do one last thing for you?"

"Why don't we take this opportunity to ask her to arrange for you to meet the Princess?"

Upon hearing this, Baharguli curled her lips into an icy arc and shook her head, saying, "The line to Concubine Kang is used to save lives at critical moments or to deliver important information."

"Letting her arrange such a trivial matter would not only waste this chess piece, but it would also expose our connection."

"We have to create the opportunity to see the princess ourselves."

Yingxiang lowered her head and said, "Master, you are right. It was my fault for not considering it carefully."

Next, the two of them lowered their voices and conspired in this small space.

Gradually, the panic in Yingxiang's eyes was replaced by determination.

A plan to survive in danger gradually became clear.