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In the deepest part of the palace, there is a small courtyard, which overlooks the magnificent golden hall from a distance, but no one has ever walked over here.
This is the place where the Purple Glass Princess spent her childhood. The courtyard is filled with the cooing of doves, but her heart feels empty, as if there is a big hole inside.
Looking around, all I could see were buildings with blue bricks and green tiles, but compared to other parts of the palace, this place was a bit less grand and a bit more desolate. The courtyard was filled with chrysanthemums and plum trees, but even these flowers and trees seemed a bit lonely.
"Feng Yan, Shue Chen, why does father never come to see Zhi Li?" Zhi Li sat alone on a stone bench, looking into the distance, and voiced her inner question in an almost murmuring way.
Two maids named Feng Yan and Shue Chen, both brought by the queen from the Shaman tribe, were the only companions of Zhi Li from childhood to adulthood. At this moment, they walked over.
"Princess, your status is noble, and the emperor has his concerns and busyness," Shue Chen said, her voice tinged with a hint of inexplicable sadness.
Feng Yan then walked up to Zhi Li and patted her head: "Yes, we are always by your side and won't let you suffer any grievances."
Although Zhi Li felt a bit unhappy, she still suppressed it and asked, "Do you, Feng Yan and Shue Chen, also feel neglected by the people in the palace sometimes?"
"Ah, Princess, our fate can't compare to yours," Shue Chen responded, "As long as we can keep you safe and sound, it's our greatest wish."
At this age, Zhi Li is intelligent, but still doesn't quite understand the adult world.
But whenever the night was quiet, she could always hear occasional murmurs from outside, revealing dissatisfaction and fear towards herself.
"Purple Glass Princess brings bad luck!"
"Yes, ever since she was born, the palace has been in turmoil!"
These words were like invisible swords, piercing Zhi Li's young heart bit by bit. But Feng Yan and Shue Chen always appeared at critical moments, sheltering her from the storm.
In such days, Feng Yan and Shue Chen will secretly contact the people of the Shaman tribe to ensure the safety of Zhi Li.
As part of the royal guardians, the Shaman tribe naturally has their unique ways of communication.
" Shue Chen, how's your recent contact with the tribe?" Feng Yan asked quietly.
"Everything is under control. The elder of the Shaman tribe has instructed us to take good care of the princess and not let her suffer too much," Shue Chen responded.
"I hope so, but that child is really too lonely," Feng Yan said, his gaze falling on Zhi Li in the distance, who was carefully observing a butterfly, revealing a tender and innocent smile.
"Regardless, we must protect her," Shue Chen said.
"Yes, as long as we are here, no one can hurt her," Feng Yan said solemnly.
At that moment, urgent drumming sounded within the palace, causing a commotion. Feng Yan and Shue Chen's hearts tightened, and they quickly headed towards Zhi Li.
"Princess, we need to hurry back. Something has happened," Feng Yan sighed.
Zhi Li lightly brushed off the dust on her clothes, nodded, and followed the two into the depths of the palace.
Zhi Li When I was seven years old, a sudden disaster in the country seemed to lift the veil on a long-hidden secret.
A devastating flood first ravaged the prosperous southern region, followed by relentless drought, causing the flat land to crack. The sun seemed to hang overhead forever, unbearably hot.
In the Purple Forbidden City of the capital, the emperor sat on the dragon throne, facing a group of anxious ministers. These ministers, dressed in court robes and holding feather fans, all wore worried expressions.
"Your Majesty, the people are currently in a state of anxiety, especially in the southern regions where there have been continuous floods and droughts, causing great hardship for the people and widespread grievances," said Grand Secretary Zhao Gong.
"There are already rumors spreading among the people, saying that all of this is due to the ominous influence of the Purple Glass Princess," continued the chief eunuch Wu Changsha.
The emperor furrowed his brow, like a taut string being pulled. "What absurd rumors. Zhi Li is my daughter, how could she be an ominous person?"
"But Your Majesty, the current situation is very dangerous. If we don't resolve this issue, it may cause even greater turmoil," Prime Minister Zhao emphasized once again.
The news is spreading widely, and has long been circulated in the major palaces.
At this moment, Zhi Li is in a remote corner of the palace with her two maids, Feng Yan and Shue Chen.
"Feng Yan, Shue Chen, do you think Father will punish me to appease public opinion about these disasters?" Little Zhi Li's eyes revealed a hint of unease.
"Princess, don't worry. Our Shaman tribe has been observing and divining, and we haven't found any bad omens. This disaster is not related to you," Shue Chen hurriedly reassured.
little Zhi Li smiled, but there was a hint of loneliness in her smile. "But why do so many people hate me?"
Feng Yan walked up to little Zhi Li and gently patted her head. "Sometimes, people just need a scapegoat. The princess doesn't need to blame herself too much."
Xiao Zhi Li nodded, but the inner unease still lingered.
At this moment, a palace maid hurriedly ran over, her face pale and panting, saying, "Princess, the emperor is summoning you!"
My heart sank as Feng Yan tightly clenched his fists and held onto Zhi Li. His intuition told him that this might not be a good situation. He immediately threw the token to Shue Chen as a precaution: " Shue Chen, go find the clan leader first."
"Okay!" Shue Chen received the token and then turned to leave.
Zhi Li clenched her lips tightly as she walked slowly towards the emperor's study room, accompanied by Feng Yan. As soon as the door opened, a sense of oppression filled the air, making it difficult to breathe.
The indoor layout is extremely complex, and every object exudes the majesty of the royal family: calligraphy hanging on the wall, luxurious porcelain, and various jade carvings.
The emperor sits on the dragon throne, with a cold and piercing gaze, as sharp as a blade, as if able to see through everything. He lightly taps his palm, creating an atmosphere of anticipation.
Zhi Li Taking a deep breath, Zhi Li cautiously approached the emperor. This was her first time facing her father in person, and she tightly held onto the hem of her clothes as she softly asked, "Father, what orders do you have for your daughter?"
The emperor's brow furrowed slightly as he asked, "Rumors in the public speak unfavorably of you. Are you aware of this?"
"The young lady has heard some rumors, but they are nothing but groundless talk," Zhi Li responded with a childish voice, but she felt heavy inside.
The emperor sneered, "Groundless talk? How should I face these rumors? Clarify them for you?"
Zhi Li felt her lips tighten, speechless.
The emperor declared firmly, " Zhi Li, this is something you cannot explain clearly. Therefore, I have decided to execute you in three days to appease the people's anger."
The words pierced Zhi Li's heart like a cold, icy sword. She couldn't believe that her own father had sentenced her to death upon their first meeting.
Seeing Zhi Li speechless, Feng Yan also felt a mix of emotions and couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty, executing the princess may not necessarily quell the public's anger."
The emperor stared at Feng Yan, his gaze softened slightly, and finally sighed, "This is the decision that I, as the ruler of a country, must make."
Zhi Li felt as if her heart was being crushed by a heavy stone, and could only nod silently.
The emperor waved his hand, signaling the two to leave. As they departed from the imperial study room, Zhi Li's mood grew even heavier, as if carrying a thousand catties.
Feng Yan comforted softly, "Princess, don't worry, there will be a solution to all of this."
Listening to the soft music of Zhi Li, a small doubt arose in her heart: "Is this what they call family love? Is this what it means to have loved ones? What am I really worth in the heart of a father who decides my life and death?" At this moment, her heart was filled with endless confusion and pain.
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