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Suicide Attempt?
According to Palace Regulations, upon her official title as Empress and the completion of the Grand Wedding Ceremony, Mei Shuang became a legitimate concubine in the palace, albeit briefly and easily overlooked.
Since ancient times, self-harm among concubines has been the greatest taboo in the palace. The lightest punishment could be death or even desecration of the body, while the severest could implicate their entire family. Now, to place the blame of "self-harm" on her is truly a crime that adds insult to injury.
If multiple crimes are punished together, does she still have a chance to survive?!
Seeing Emperor Xiao Luo’s already frostbitten eyes darken further, like an unfathomable undercurrent, Mei Shuang panicked, feeling as if thousands of wild horses were galloping through her chest.
This Mei Ru, who claimed to plead for her and clear her name, was actually trying to stab her in the back!
Not to mention that even she, an outsider with the name Mei Shuang but not truly part of the Mei Family, knew that this self-harm would implicate her family. Has this Mei Ru gone mad? She firmly insisted on her Suicide Attempt, not fearing it would involve her own parents?!
At this moment, remaining silent would mean she was truly consenting.
Mei Shuang could no longer contain her anger.
“Your Majesty, I did not attempt suicide; it was—”
“Bold!” The nearby Eunuch interrupted angrily, cutting off her words. “The Emperor has not asked you to speak freely! Furthermore, you must refer to yourself as a servant! Speak out of turn again and you will be punished!”
Gag!
Mei Shuang swallowed her words mid-sentence, cursing inwardly. This woman was so ruthless in trying to put her to death that she didn’t even care about her own parents; truly worse than a pig or dog!
“Sister!” Outside the fence, Mei Ru raised her tear-streaked face and covered her mouth with a Silk Handkerchief. A glint of clear ruthlessness flashed in her eyes as she spoke softly like a gentle spring breeze in March. “Sister has made a grave mistake and must not err further! Now, Sister's actions have caused Miss Chu to be nowhere to be found... Sister can only admit fault; perhaps the Emperor will forgive you...”
“.......”
This woman was indeed clever; after decisively denying everything with ease, she had an exceptional talent for fanning the flames.
Mei Shuang truly felt inadequate.
Indeed, Mei Ru’s remark, “Sister has caused Miss Chu to search in vain,” successfully ignited a deeper fury within Xiao Luo. The frost in his dark eyes was completely replaced by a chilling intensity, and a cold smile crept onto his lips. “Forgive her? Who said I would forgive her?”
If it weren't for the woman before him striving to win the favor of the Empress Dowager and repeatedly attempting to embarrass Chu Xiruo, even going so far as to slander her reputation, causing the Empress Dowager to despise Xi Ruo to the utmost, how could the Empress Dowager have changed her mind? Now, with the beauty hard to find and her life uncertain, this seemingly pure woman was nothing but a fickle and venomous person at heart!
At this moment, Mei Shuang had no idea of the hatred that the Supreme Ruler harbored against her. She only sensed the shifting emotions in his gaze, feeling anxious that she might never see Tomorrow's Sun again.
Meanwhile, Mei Ru stood by, secretly mocking. Even in such circumstances, she still dared to hope for a reversal of fortune. Hmph!
Xiao Luo said lightly, “Empress, please rise. There is no need to waste words on this **.”
Upon hearing this, Mei Ru felt as if she had been bathed in spring breeze. Satisfied, she stood up while not forgetting to wipe away the crocodile tears from the corners of her eyes with a Silk Handkerchief.
What a stark contrast this scene presented! The younger sister was honest and kind-hearted, while the elder sister—tch—was merely wasting air by living.
Xiao Luo’s deep gaze swept over the kneeling Mei Shuang, and his disdain only hardened further.
“Vile Woman! Lift your head!” he commanded coldly.
Confused and unsure of what was happening, Mei Shuang could only comply and slowly raise her head.
Xiao Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Mei Shuang, whose disheveled hair framed her delicate face.
Her tender visage still bore remnants of makeup from her wedding day; her eyes were swollen and her nose slightly reddened, making her pale face appear even more pitiful.
Judging solely by her appearance, he could not deny that this legendary Chancellor Mei, the Legitimate Daughter was indeed deserving of her title. While she might not be breathtakingly beautiful enough to topple kingdoms, she was certainly elegant and captivating in her own right.
Most striking were her moist long eyelashes framing those distinct black-and-white eyes—clear as shining black jewels. When their gazes met, she appeared calm and unflinching under scrutiny, neither avoiding nor fearing him; in an instant, she seemed full of life.
Suddenly, Xiao Luo's gaze froze, and a gentle ripple stirred in his heart.
Once upon a time, there was a pair of clear, ethereal eyes that would occasionally gaze at him unabashedly when the two were alone together. Just a slight smile would cause the dark, bright eyes beneath long lashes to shimmer with light, clear and soft, illuminating his own eyes and reflecting into his heart. It reminded him of the intoxicating spring light, the gentle breeze brushing against his face, that pure face, and those warm cherry lips...
"Brother Luo, when will you return?"
"You are someone else's Lord Luo; you are my Brother Luo..."
"Brother Luo, I will definitely wait for you..."
...
Xiao Luo felt a moment of daze before he dared not look any further. When he withdrew his gaze, his expression grew even colder.
In fact, when Xiao Luo wanted Mei Shuang to lift her head, Mei Ru felt a tightening in her heart and an inexplicable sense of unease as she stared unblinkingly at Xiao Luo.
Seeing Xiao Luo fixated on Mei Shuang with an unpredictable expression, seemingly lost in thought, her heart raced. She hurriedly spoke with a hint of hesitation that seemed almost joyful, "Your Majesty—have you forgiven—my sister?"
Mei Ru's words brought Xiao Luo back to reality. Forgiven?!
Ha! This seemingly innocent seductress right before him? Just because she had a pair of eyes similar to Xi Ruo's?! As the color in his eyes shifted, even the knuckles of his hands behind his back turned pale.
Mei Shuang's neck grew sore as she tilted her head up but noticed that the emperor no longer looked at her, so she lowered her gaze.
Perhaps it was due to the flickering candlelight playing tricks on her vision, but she seemed to catch a glimpse of something complex flash across the emperor's dark eyes as they focused on her.
When Xiao Luo's gaze shifted back to Mei Shuang, his eyes returned to their previous disdain and coldness!
Previously, he had not executed her immediately not out of any goodwill.
Mei Shuang's identity was special—she was the most favored daughter of the Left Chancellor and had been promised in marriage by the Empress Dowager. Executing her would be a minor issue, but offending the Empress Dowager and the Left Chancellor would be a major problem, likely leading to unfounded speculation that would not benefit anyone in the previous dynasty or the imperial harem. Moreover, since Mei Shuang was the apple of the Left Chancellor's eye, sparing her life would not only earn his gratitude but also instill a sense of caution.
On the other hand, it felt too easy to let someone as wicked as Mei Shuang die without consequence.
Little did they know, there was a punishment worse than death.
Indeed, what Xi Ruo had endured would be repaid to Mei Shuang a hundredfold.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Luo carefully chose his words and said calmly,
"Deposed Empress Mei Shuang, fate does not favor you. You are superficial and harbor grievances, repeatedly violating orders. While your death sentence can be commuted, your living punishment cannot be spared! From this day forth, you shall be sent to the Cold Palace. Without my decree, you shall never leave!"
Mei Shuang listened to each word until the last one echoed in her mind, causing an unexpected shock within her.
In her earlier fearful imaginings, even if she were fortunate enough to escape death, she might still have to endure various terrifying punishments that could leave her mutilated or crippled; ultimately, the result would be the same—life would be worse than death...
Undoubtedly, compared to her imaginings, this judgment was far too lenient.
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