Chapter 281: Chapter 278: Backlash
Sang Yan coldly looked at He Ying, as if to see whether he dared to respond.
But He Ying did respond.
He asked with a light laugh, “So, what severe punishnt does the Empress envision?”
A relentless malice filled Sang Ruoshui’s eyes, “Let’s confine her to the Cold Palace.”
He Ying agreed without hesitation, “Alright. Then she shall be confined to the Cold Palace.”
Thus, Sang Ruoshui watched as the guards rushed in and dragged Sang Yan out like a log, like dragging a dead dog.
Hahaha.
What a delightful dream!
Sang Ruoshui woke up laughing.
After waking, daylight had already broken.
She looked at the cold bedspread, her smile rigid at the corners of her lips, her heart split open, cold wind whistling through.
Truly pitiable.
Compared with the joy in her dream, reality showed more tragedy.
Sang Ruoshui had no choice but to hide in her dreams.
She continuously reminisced about the sweetness and smugness in her dream, truly wishing she could confine Sang Yan in the Cold Palace!
She not only wanted to confine her to the Cold Palace, but also wanted her to et a miserable end there.
Thinking so, she dreamt another dream that night.
In the dream
She donned luxurious Empress attire, leading a mighty entourage to the Cold Palace.
Inside the Cold Palace, Sang Yan had not eaten for a long ti.
She huddled in a corner, hair disheveled, face gaunt, her once voluptuous and graceful figure now frail and hunchbacked, like a dying beggar by the roadside.
Really so hungry.
It felt like a fire was burning inside her stomach.
She couldn’t hold it back anymore.
Licking her cracked lips, she grabbed a handful of tender grass from the corner and was about to stuff it into her mouth.
Just then, a shadow fell upon her.
Raising her head, she saw the dazzling Empress Sang Ruoshui.
“Ah, how has my sister co to such a state?”
Sang Ruoshui covered her mouth, feigning surprise, then, in the next mont, she stomped on Sang Yan’s fingers.
“Crack—”
Accompanied by a crisp snap followed by Sang Yan’s piercing scream, “Ah—”
Sang Ruoshui rcilessly broke several of her fingers.
Sang Yan’s face contorted, and she bit through her lip.
Blood flowed out.
Forming a scarlet line down her lip corner.
Along with her disheveled appearance, she resembled a rose trampled into the mud.
“Weak, weak water, let go. I beg you—”
Her pride was gone.
Like a lowly dog groveling at her feet.
Sang Ruoshui laughed arrogantly and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake from a plate held by a palace maid nearby, tossing it at her feet.
“Here’s your reward. Eat.”
As she spoke, she stepped on it.
The osmanthus cake thus got covered with dirt.
Sang Yan looked at the dirty osmanthus cake, her mouth watering.
She was really so hungry.
But so many people were watching her.
Licking the blood at the corner of her lips, she swallowed her saliva again.
She really wanted to eat.
But such dirty food, stepped on by Sang Ruoshui, was ant to humiliate her, how could she eat it?
“Eat it.”
Sang Ruoshui threw down another piece.
Seeing Sang Yan not eating, her eyes gradually turned fierce, “Sang Yan, do you still not recognize your status? You are a dog now! How can a dog be picky?”
Said she, glancing at the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs, “My dog is picky, what do you say we should do?”
Imdiately, a palace maid stepped forward and held down Sang Yan’s head.
Sang Yan tried to struggle, “Let go of !”
But she was hungry and had very little strength.
Even with her slight struggle, she was harshly slapped several tis.
Her face swiftly swelled up.
The next mont, she was pressed against the osmanthus cake.
“Eat it! Eat it quickly! It’s a reward from the Empress, you dare not eat?”
“What do you think you are? You think you’re still Princess Consort Yan, cherished by all?”
“Stop dreaming! The Emperor has already gotten tired of you! You are now just a discarded woman of the Cold Palace!”
“Hahaha, a discarded woman of the Cold Palace!”
…
The endless mocking laughter sounded like a flood entering her ears.
Sang Yan lay on the ground, screaming in pain and despair, “He Ying, you’ve made suffer so much!”
Hahaha—
Sang Ruoshui woke up with a laugh once again.
This dream made her act like a madwoman, pounding on the large bed: “Hahaha, Sang Yan, you’ve finally gotten your couppance!”
It was indeed satisfying!
It was a pity it was only a dream.
The white smoke was still drifting through the palace.
She sowhat sensed sothing was wrong, having also slled this fragrance in her dream.
It was like a wheat field after spring rain, carrying a hint of sweetness.
“That fragrance—”
She looked at Xiang Ying, who ca running over with a lantern, pointed at the incense burner, and her expression turned cold, “What’s the deal with that fragrance?”
Xiang Ying did not dare to hide anything and honestly said, “Replying to your Ladyship, I saw that you were having trouble sleeping at night, so I found this fragrance. It’s said to be called ‘Lover’s Sleep,’ which can help one achieve their heart’s desire.”
Observing Sang Ruoshui’s behavior these past few nights, it was clear that ‘Lover’s Sleep,’ true to its na, could accompany a lover in sleep.
The only regret was—it was only in a dream.
“‘Lover’s Sleep’?”
Sang Ruoshui murmured the na to herself, thinking: It turns out all my wishes these days have been granted by it.
Even though it was just a dream, it indeed allowed her good sleep.
She had never been so happy since entering the Imperial Palace!
“Your Ladyship, do you feel any discomfort?”
Seeing Sang Ruoshui silent and not responding, Xiang Ying was still sowhat afraid she did not like it.
After all, between the dream world and the real world, the contrast could easily drive one mad with unrequited love.
“Not bad.”
Sang Ruoshui was already entrapped by the content of her dream, lost in its reminiscence, feeling her life was filled with hope.
“You’ve done well.”
She comnded, moved that Xiang Ying had noticed her poor sleeping condition.
“Take that jade ring from the makeup box.”
She gave a reward, then glanced at the wisps of white smoke drifting out, lay back on the bed, and murmured, “Xiang Ying, burn more of that incense. This night… is too long.”
She wanted to dream a little longer.
If possible, she wished to never wake up from that dream.
“Yes. Thank you, your Ladyship.”
Xiang Ying added more incense to the burner, then went to the makeup box to retrieve the jade ring. Seeing that Sang Ruoshui had already closed her eyes and wasn’t watching, she couldn’t wait to put it on.
It looked so beautiful.
It made her hands look long and white.
No wonder Xing Ce loved to touch her hands.
Thinking of Xing Ce, she watched Sang Ruoshui’s expression, saw her breathing steady and her expression relaxed, clearly enjoying the remnants of a good dream, then said, “Your Ladyship, I dare not take credit for the incense. Actually, I obtained it from a guard in the palace. He’s wholeheartedly thinking of serving you. I just ntioned that your Ladyship was having trouble sleeping at night, and he offered ‘Lover’s Sleep.'”
“Is that so.”
Sang Ruoshui, not expecting that soone would still follow her even when she was out of favor, then opened her eyes and looked at her, asking, “What’s his na?”
Seeing her interest, Xiang Ying replied, “Xing Ce.”
“Xing Ce?”
“Yes. He is a guard patrolling around the Imperial Kitchen. He wants to be transferred to Yuesang Palace to serve you. I hope your Ladyship will allow it.”
After she spoke, she knelt down with a thud.
Seeing this, Sang Ruoshui laughed, “Why kneel? This is good news. Call him to co over tomorrow. I’ll have a look at him.”
As she spoke, she yawned, feeling drowsy, then waved her hand and closed her eyes, gradually sinking into a beautiful dream.
At this ti, she did not realize that seeking relief in this way would only harm herself.
Her greed would ultimately only hurt her.
One wrong thought leads to a series of mistakes.
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