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Frosty felt noticeably more energetic after coming down from the wall.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm from the same hometown as that guard; he will definitely help us."
I let out a long sigh.
That night, I couldn't sleep due to the pain, and Frosty kept talking beside me to distract my attention.
She told me to endure it a bit longer and assured me that the Emperor would definitely bring the physician to see me in the morning.
Thus, I finally managed to hold on until dawn.
As soon as there was a sound at the wooden door, Frosty rushed over in excitement.
But when the door unlocked, she suddenly froze.
Because the person who came was neither Fu Huaixu nor the physician, but Xue Hanying.
Xue Hanying approached me with a smile, fanning her nose.
"What’s that strange smell?"
Then she leaned closer to me.
"What happened to you? You look like you have festering sores."
"Why are you looking at me with that expression? Are you disappointed to see me?"
"Well, I casually mentioned to the Emperor that you are a habitual liar, so I might as well come and check things out for him. He agreed; what do you expect me to do?"
My throat hurt badly, and I didn't want to argue with her at all; I simply closed my eyes gently.
Frosty also realized that Fu Huaixu wouldn't come to see me after all.
She disregarded everything else and suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Please, Miss, have a heart and help the Princess request a physician!"
Xue Hanying's expression turned cold as she raised her foot and stepped on Frosty's hand.
"I’m speaking here; how dare you interrupt, you worthless girl?"
"Enough..." I propped myself up on the bed and sat up. "There's no need to take your anger out on her."
Only then did Xue Hanying chuckle softly and slowly lift her foot.
She leisurely walked to the other side, looking around left and right.
Then she suddenly picked up a basket of needles and threads and feigned surprise.
"Why haven’t you embroidered anything?"
"If the Emperor knew you weren’t even listening to him, he would surely be furious. For your own good, starting tomorrow, I’ll have someone supervise you daily."
Xue Hanying finished speaking and walked out.
Frosty rushed forward and hugged her leg. "Please have a heart, my lady is really ill."
However, Xue Hanying kicked her away and casually picked up a pair of scissors nearby. "Where is she sick? I don't see anything wrong. If you lie again, don't blame me for cutting out your tongue!"
Frosty curled up on the ground, trembling.
"Why make things difficult for her?" I held back the pain and stepped in front of Frosty.
Xue Hanying laughed coldly: "You're just a clay Buddha crossing the river, struggling to save yourself, yet you still have the leisure to care about others?"
"I really don't understand..." I forced myself to endure the sharp pain in my throat and stared at her. "Fu Huaixu loves you; whether I live or die won't shake your position at all. Why do you always come to provoke me?"
Xue Hanying smiled.
She walked slowly toward me as if she had heard something extremely ridiculous, her red lips parting slightly: "What I'm afraid of is that he may not be indifferent to you. Once his novelty towards me wears off, he might shower you with affection again, so—"
"I need to get rid of you before that happens."
After saying this, she covered her mouth and stood up, wearing that charming smile again. "Since you're doing well, I'll go report back to the Emperor."
Xue Hanying kept her word. The next day, an old matron came every day to check on the progress of the phoenix robe. If I didn’t embroider, she wouldn’t scold me but would torment Frosty instead.
After three consecutive days, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to find a place for Frosty as soon as possible. Otherwise, before I could leave, she wouldn't survive.
Once I had a plan in mind, when the old matron came again, I directly called her over. "Go summon Xue Hanying; I have a secret to tell her."
The old matron was taken aback. "Hurry! You can't afford to waste this time!"
Perhaps my expression was too serious, or maybe my voice sounded downright terrifying. In any case, the old maid, though displeased, still went to call for someone as instructed.
At noon, Xue Hanying finally sauntered to the entrance of the Cold Palace. As usual, she began fanning her nose before getting close. "What secret is it?" I waved her over. "This is serious; come closer."
She complied. Just then, I suddenly pulled out the scissors hidden under the blanket and lunged at her face with them. Xue Hanying screamed and, realizing what was happening, immediately flipped me onto the ground, kicking and hitting me.
I was covered in injuries; that one stab had nearly drained all my strength. If it weren't for Frosty holding her back, Xue Hanying might have killed me right there. "Hurry and find a doctor; otherwise, your pretty face might never heal..." I lay on the ground, weakly sneering at her.
Xue Hanying screamed again, covering her face as she rushed out.
As I expected, she wouldn't miss any opportunity to report me. In less than half an hour, a crowd had gathered at the entrance of the Cold Palace. "Wen Ling, come out here!" I was already prepared and sat calmly by the bed, not moving an inch.
Fu Huaixu's anger intensified as he strode toward me with his sword drawn. The distance between us grew smaller... When his long sword came down, I didn't even blink; I just tilted my head back and stared straight at him. The blade gleamed coldly as it reflected on my face.
I watched as Fu Huaixu's fury froze like a block of ice; the sword suddenly halted at the tip of my nose—he finally saw what I looked like now. "What... what poison have you been afflicted with?!" It was no wonder Fu Huaixu thought this way.
There are too many festering wounds on my body, and the injuries are tinged with a strange purplish hue, which looks abnormal to anyone who sees it.
However—
"Is there another possibility?" I looked at him, "I'm leaving."
"Leaving? Without my decree, you can't even step out of this door."
I ignored the sarcasm in his words and, enduring the excruciating pain, asked:
"You haven't forgotten the origin of this body, have you?"
Fu Huaixu was taken aback.
I stared at him intently.
Good.
From his expression, he seemed to remember.
In an instant, the anger from when he came to question me and the confident mockery he had shown me peeled away completely from his face.
He finally understood what I meant and guessed the reason for my festering wounds.
He had been too busy lately.
Busy pampering the white moonlight he had regained, busy preparing for her coronation ceremony.
So much so that he easily cast aside one important matter.
That is—
I never belonged to this world.
It was National Master who kept me here.
And he killed National Master.
"You, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"If I told you sooner, would you have come to see me? You would only indulge Xue Hanying to come and humiliate me."
"If I hadn't deliberately injured her face today, you wouldn't even be here."
If it were any other time, I dare say that if I spoke a word against Xue Hanying, Fu Huaixu would have exploded in rage long ago.
But I don't know if it's because I look so pitiful and terrifying now; he actually fell silent for once.
After a while, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice:
"But no matter what, you shouldn't be so impulsive. A-Ying values beauty; how could you destroy what she cherishes most?"
"Ha."
I let out a light laugh, laced with sarcasm.
"Enough, I do not wish to argue with you. I will find someone to heal A-Ying's face, and I will also find someone to help you..."
Fu Huaixu rubbed his forehead, seemingly exhausted.
"But ultimately, Wen Ling—"
"If it weren't for your indiscretion, how could I have sent you to the Cold Palace? How could I have executed the National Master? And how did you end up like this? How did A-Ying get hurt?"
"You planted the seeds of this misfortune, and now you want me to clean up the mess..."
I sneered:
"To add a crime, what excuse is lacking?"
"To add a crime?"
Fu Huaixu frowned, familiar anger creeping back onto his face.
"Then explain why your little servant was found in the National Master's bed?!"
I looked at him coldly.
It turns out that when one is completely disappointed in another, listening to them speak can evoke an inescapable feeling of disgust.
"This is your palace; you have countless ways to uncover the truth. Yet just because Xue Hanying claimed to have seen me meeting with the National Master privately, you have drawn a conclusion."
"Whose misfortune did we really plant?"
I spoke too much, nearly losing my voice.
Fu Huaixu's expression was not pleasant either.
"A-Ying may be a bit spoiled, but has she ever lied?"
"Yes, she never lies. So how did she respond to you after seeing my situation a few days ago?"
Fu Huaixu was taken aback.
His gaze flickered.
Seemingly unwilling to dwell on this issue, he walked toward the exit while saying:
"Stop dragging things out. You summoned me today precisely because you wanted me to help you, right? Don't worry; in this vast nation, there are still capable people who can keep you here—"
"When did I say I wanted to stay?"
Fu Huaixu suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't wait to leave."
"Then why are you trying every possible way to see me?"
Fu Huaixu's expression was somewhat flustered.
I remained calm.
"I just want to ask you if you remember giving me a blank imperial edict after you ascended the throne?"
Fu Huaixu was taken aback.
His expression quickly became more complex.
At that time, he had given me this edict, saying that whenever I presented it, no matter what request I made, he would agree to it.
"And I have just one wish now." I pointed to Frosty behind me, "Send her out of the palace and let her live the rest of her life in peace."
Frosty did not expect me to say this suddenly.
With a thud, she knelt on the ground.
"Your Highness, I do not want to leave you."
I bent down to help her up, patiently wiping away her tears.
"Silly girl, once you leave, I can leave too."
She cried even harder.
Fu Huaixu finally lost his composure.
He asked me rapidly, "Are you trying to provoke me? Are you deliberately putting on a show for me? If so, your calculations might fall short; I despise being schemed against..."
"Enough."
I could no longer listen.
"Have you forgotten that it was you who forced me to stay here? It wasn't my choice to remain."
I thought for a moment and added, "Whether in the past or now."
Fu Huaixu's face grew increasingly grim, like a storm brewing on the horizon.
I calmly handed him the blank imperial edict.
"Perhaps you've heard that prophecy — the emperor's promises must be fulfilled; otherwise, there will surely be dire consequences."
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