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After the revelation that night, Wang Minyi's world became cold and desolate.
She was left forgotten in a remote corner of the palace, where the air seemed to freeze, and every breath felt like it was consuming ice.
The attitude of the servants in the palace towards her has undergone a drastic change, from once being attentive and respectful to now being cold and disdainful.
One morning, Wang Minyi lay on a simple bed, with the weak sunlight filtering through the thin window curtains. The room was sparsely furnished, in stark contrast to the luxurious palace chambers she once had.
An elderly palace maid pushed the door open and entered, holding an old piece of clothing in her hand. Her eyes no longer held their previous warmth, replaced instead by indifference and impatience.
"This is your clothing for today, hurry up and change into it," the palace maid said coldly, tossing the clothing casually onto the bed.
Wang Minyi Slowly sitting up, a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes. She reached for her clothes and found that they had worn out, with the color faded.
"This clothing..." she spoke softly, her voice tinged with pleading.
The palace maid glanced at her, a hint of disdain curling her lips: "What else do you want? Are you even worthy of wearing nice clothes in your current state?"
A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Minyi's eyes, and she lowered her head, saying nothing more.
The palace maid looked at her appearance, sneered, and turned away.
Wang Minyi sat alone on the edge of the bed, slowly putting on the tattered clothes. Her movements seemed clumsy, as if each one was reminding her of her current situation.
At noon, a little maid hurriedly arrived at her room, holding a small food box in her hands. There was a hint of sympathy in the little maid's eyes, but more of fear.
"Imperial Noble Consort, this is your lunch," the little maid said softly, placing the food box on the table.
Wang Minyi walked over, opened the food box, and found only a few pieces of dry and hard steamed buns and some clear soup inside.
She sighed softly, picked up a piece of steamed bun, and chewed it slowly.
little maid stood aside, not daring to make a sound. Her eyes were filled with unease, as if worried about being seen talking to Wang Minyi.
"Thank you," Wang Minyi said lightly, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.
Little maid nodded and left in a hurry.
The afternoon sun shone through the window onto Wang Minyi, making her figure appear particularly lonely. She sat quietly, lost in thought.
These days, I don't know how much longer they will last. Wang Minyi is filled with a sense of powerlessness and despair. She used to be the center of attention in the palace, but now she has been relegated to a forgotten corner.
As night falls, the corners of the palace seem even quieter. Wang Minyi lies in bed, staring at the dim ceiling, filled with endless loneliness and sadness in her heart.
She doesn't know what the future holds, and can only spend her days in this cold palace.
A month passed quietly in the palace. Min-yi's life was like stagnant water, repeating the sorrow and despair of the previous day. However, fate always strikes the heaviest blow when least expected.
That morning, when Wang Minyi was wiping the floor, she suddenly felt dizzy, lost her balance, and fainted on the cold floor.
The palace maids panicked and quickly helped her back to bed, and immediately went to inform the doctor.
Before long, the doctor hurriedly arrived and conducted a detailed examination on Wang Minyi. She lay on the soft bed, her face pale, her breathing weak, and her eyes unfocused.
"Madam, you are pregnant," the doctor's words echoed in the quiet room, shocking everyone.
Wang Minyi's heart sank suddenly, her eyes filled with disbelief. This news was both an unexpected surprise and a deep fear for her.
At that moment, Li Chung-Shen learned about this news. His face showed no change, his eyes held no joy or worry, only extreme indifference.
"Abortifacient." Li Chung-Shen's voice was cold and decisive.
Wang Minyi's heart felt like it had been pierced by a sharp blade, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Prudence, this is your child, our child."
Li Chung-Shen's eyes showed no sign of wavering, not even a hint of emotional fluctuation: "There is no love between us at all. This child being born will only bring suffering."
Wang Minyi silently shed tears, her heart filled with despair. She tried to struggle, but her physical weakness made it impossible for her to resist.
The doctor began to prepare the abortion medicine according to Li Chung-Shen's orders. The scent of the medicine filled the room, and each whiff seemed to erode Wang Minyi's soul.
When the palace maids brought the medicine to her lips, Wang Minyi shook her head desperately, tears blurring her vision. "No, I don't want to drink it..."
However, her resistance seemed so powerless in the face of Li Chung-Shen's insistence. The palace maids mercilessly poured the medicinal soup into her mouth, their indifferent eyes showing no sympathy.
Wang Minyi felt waves of pain and despair, her heart filled with incomprehension and anger towards Li Chung-Shen: "Why? Why are you doing this to me? This child is innocent..."
Li Chung-Shen stood aside, his face still devoid of any expression, his voice cold: "This is the best choice, for you, for the child, and for me."
Wang Minyi's heart felt torn apart, her eyes filled with despair and pain. She lay weakly on the bed, feeling every convulsion and agony in her body.
As time passed, Wang Minyi's body grew weaker, and her face became paler. Every forced sip of medicine felt like stripping away her last hope.
As night fell, the corners of the palace seemed even quieter. Wang Minyi lay in bed, gazing at the dim ceiling, her heart filled with endless loneliness and sadness.
She doesn't know how much longer she can hold on, only able to wait day by day in this cold palace for the arrangement of fate.
On the other side of the palace, Wang Shimeng's life is a different scene. Carrying the flesh and blood of the Second Prince, Li Changyu, she lives in a warm and bustling environment.
The spring sunlight sprinkles on the exquisite garden, and Wang Shimeng is supported by several thoughtful servants, slowly walking in the garden. She is dressed in luxury, wearing an exquisite maternity dress embroidered with gold and silver threads, shining with a gentle light.
In the garden, flowers of various colors are blooming, emitting charming fragrances. Butterflies are dancing among the flowers, and birds are singing joyfully on the branches, everything appears so harmonious and beautiful.
Li Changyu often accompanies her, his eyes filled with tenderness and care. He carefully adjusts her pace, occasionally bending down to whisper softly in her ear, every word filled with love.
"poetry vine, how are you feeling today?" Li Changyu asked with concern.
Wang Shimeng smiled, with a glint of happiness in her eyes: "I feel great, with you by my side, I have nothing to worry about."
Li Changyu Gently holding her hand, he looked at her affectionately and said, "I will always be by your side, protecting you and our child."
The palace maids whispered to each other on the side, their eyes filled with envy. They carefully prepared various nourishing foods and supplements for Wang Shimeng, ensuring her and the baby's health.
At lunchtime, a sumptuous meal was laid out in Wang Shimeng's room. Various delicacies were served in exquisite porcelain dishes, including nourishing soups, fresh seafood, and a variety of nutritious vegetables and fruits.
Li Changyu personally served her dishes, carefully selecting each one to ensure they were both delicious and healthy.
"Poetry vine, eat more, it's good for the child," Li Changyu said gently.
Wang Shimeng smiled and slowly savored every bite of food. Her heart was filled with gratitude and happiness, thankful for fate for letting her meet someone who loved her so much.
At night, her room is illuminated by warm candlelight, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance. The exquisite bed is covered with soft silk bedding, and every detail shows unparalleled luxury and comfort.
Li Changyu would personally tell her stories or gently massage her to ensure she has a good night's sleep.
In this environment, Wang Shimeng's mood is particularly calm and content. She knows that, no matter how the outside world changes, this place is always her safest and warmest harbor.
However, when night falls, Wang Shimeng occasionally sees Wang Minyi's haggard face in her dreams, the face that used to be full of smiles, now filled with despair and sadness.
She would call out softly in her dreams, but when she woke up, everything in front of her returned to its former peace and beauty.
In one corner of this palace, Wang Shimeng's life is like a beautiful painting, while in another corner, Wang Minyi is experiencing an unknown hardship.
The destinies of these two women are like two parallel lines, never to intersect, yet somehow closely connected at some angle.
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