The emperor scolded angrily, and decreed that the prince should be placed under house arrest in the East Palace, and the queen should be confined in the Kunning Palace.
Similarly, Lisha was also sad.
Duanmu Ding ordered someone to lock the scarred Lisha into the room, and no one but himself was allowed to enter.
Li Sha, who was covered in bruises, shrank her body into a ball, bent her knees and hugged her against the screen, motionless, as if she had lost her life.
In her mind is her inexplicable life in the past ten or six years.
There are grandpa, third brother, Ning Xin, Uncle Leng, second aunt, and the cold Ao Qingran.
The beautiful scenery of Duanji City.
The eyes are empty, the expression is indifferent, and it is quiet.
No one, no sound, it has been ten days.
It has been ten days since she was trapped here. For the entire ten days, she only ate a few times. A few days ago, her hunger strike did not attract Duanmu Ding, and gradually she started to eat something, but it was very little.
During the period, Luoyan naturally came. Although she was stopped outside, she still heard her sarcastic sarcasm.
"Hey, Abi, look, this person just wants to do his duty, and he should accept the princess's life. How about flattering the prince? Isn't he locked up here and can't see the prince? When can he come out? I do not know!"
Luo Yan laughed unabashedly, and as soon as she finished speaking, those powerful maids also laughed.
"That's right, empress, when the little prince is born, I'm afraid this concubine will belong to empress!" Abi tried her best to please her.
"Yes, yes!"
The other maids echoed.
Glass yarn turned a deaf ear.
"Abi, don't say that. Who is she? She is the granddaughter of Lord Duan!" Luo Yan's voice became more and more sharp.
"Your Majesty, you don't know yet, she is not the granddaughter of Lord Duan at all, and you don't know who it is?"
"Oh! So?"
"That's right, I heard what the prince and Aunt Na said that day!" Abi deliberately opened her voice and said to the door.
"Abi, you don't know, is this Princess Cheng or Concubine Chen's daughter? Is this the Empress who is the princess? Even though he did something that ruined his family, he has a backer!" The word "backer" was intentionally lengthened. , Seeing that there was no movement in the house, Luo Yan showed unwillingness.
"So what, it's not like being locked up here by the prince. If the prince doesn't like it, no one can do anything!"
"Sister Abi is right!"
They were talking exhilaratingly, but Lisha completely ignored them and let them curse.
Over time, they said that they were tired and didn't see any movement in the house, lost interest, and fortunately left.
Zhang Kezhi admired Lisha in his heart, and didn't respond to such embarrassing words. I really don't care, or I'm already numb. Zhang Kezhi is not familiar with Lisha, if it wasn't for Huo Zhicheng's flying pigeons to pass on the letter, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to that self-righteous Princess Dingcheng.
"Second Senior Brother!"
Zhang Kezhi turned his head and smiled at the person who came, "Why, I'm not afraid that your master will hear it this time!" He glanced at the door, with a hint of sarcasm.
"Smart as a lady, she should have guessed it long ago!"
She should have understood that day when she appeared with Ding Chengwang and quickly captured the prince.
"Ma'am?"
"Second senior brother, in Gu'er's heart, she is my master, and she will become a queen concubine!"
"I'm afraid she already hates you to the bone, and has long since stopped treating you as one of her own!"
"Second senior brother, we haven't been in contact with her since we were young, but third senior brother is different. You and I, even the prince, know what third senior brother thinks about your empress. The last time the prince wanted to kill the third senior brother, it wasn't the second senior brother. You convinced the prince What? Actually, I know very well that you seem to be a cold person, but in fact you still care about brotherhood.!"
Gu'er has practiced martial arts with Zhang Kezhi since she was a child, and she knows him best.
"Huo Zhicheng can be regarded as my junior, she is different. She was born to be used by others!"
"Second senior brother, I know you care about your empress, since your empress can hear our conversation, why bother to make her sad!"
Zhang Kezhi's expression was uncomfortable when he was told about it.
Although they are not familiar with it, they were all envious of Duan Lisha when they were young. Lord Duan often looked angry, and then Huo Zhicheng told them what earth-shattering event that unruly young lady did today.On the surface, although they resented her for breaking in, they were the ones who were punished. But everyone knows that they are envious in their hearts.
That's the granddaughter of Lord Duan Hou in Duanji City. She can get what she wants if she wants the wind or the rain, and she is well-clothed and well-fed. She never has to worry about not being able to eat because she hasn't practiced martial arts well today.
"Gu'er, I!"
"I understand that at this point, no one can help her. Only when the prince doesn't care and doesn't mind, can the empress be just an empress!"
Lisha huddled there, listening to the sound of the two of them drifting away.
In the end it was a cold smile.
The cat cries and the mouse fakes mercy. Without you people, how could we have ended up like this.
Night fell slowly.
Still hadn't waited for the Duanmu ingot to come, Lisha's heart was ashamed, and she no longer expected anything extravagantly.
She has accepted the fact that she is not Duan Lisha. Duanmu Ding doesn't love her, and everyone in the world is using her.
Slowly paced to the edge of the dressing table, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a piece of paper or a pen. With a bitter smile, now even paper and pen are bullying her, the defeated princess.
Reluctantly, he had no choice but to take out a brocade handkerchief, bit his finger fiercely, and wrote down every word with blood dripping on it. Tears finally fell, and the grievances and resentments from these days poured out.
Every word shed tears. Tears poured like rain on the beautiful font on the handkerchief, blurring the font and her future.
The man standing quietly behind her looked at her writing blurred with blood and tears, and complained.
Can't help feeling distressed.
When did his little princess get so lonely?
Where is that Duan Lisha who was proud of the world outside Duanji City back then?
But what reason does he have to resent others, he is also a murderer, and the countless hands that pushed her into the abyss are his pair!
With sad eyes, he stared at Lisha's gloomy and gloomy figure.
"Yasha!"
I don't know when it has passed, he was tired from standing, but she still hasn't finished writing.
How many blood and tears should be accused!
More angry and resentful of myself.
Lisha's body froze, she raised her head, looked at the blurred shadow in the mirror, and dared not turn her head.
"Yasha!"
Huo Zhicheng called again, he knew she was annoying him, she knew everything. This time I came here not to ask for her forgiveness, but to see if she was okay.
"What are you doing here!" Li Sha's cold voice was filled with infinite alienation, and on such a night, Huo Zhicheng's ears were particularly piercing. His proud little princess had never spoken to herself in such a tone.
She hated herself.
Painfully closed his eyes stained with pain. The clenched fists were already turning blue. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com