Wen Lixue clutched the handkerchief and hid behind the screen, trembling all over as she listened to the sneers coming from the front hall. The housekeeper came for the third time to urge her to serve tea to the prince, but she didn't even have the courage to step across the threshold. "That's all," she curled up on the soft couch and murmured to the goldfish in the courtyard, "it's good to hide in this small courtyard for the rest of my life."
At this moment, Shen Junlan, who was sitting in the main seat, was stroking the embroidered handkerchief that Wen Lixue had left when she paid her last greetings with her fingertips, with a paranoid smile at the end of her scarlet eyes. Others only said that he hated this cowardly side wife, but they didn't know that he had already engraved the evasive look in his heart.
Until one rainy night, Wen Lixue was startled by thunder and fell into Shen Junlan's arms. "What are you afraid of?" The man clasped her trembling wrist, breathing hotly, "Your life belongs to me from the day you enter the palace."
After an unexpected pregnancy, Wen Lixue became the most special existence in the palace. She hid in the delivery room and wiped away her tears: "Your Majesty, go and do your work..." But Shen Junlan held her hand and put it to her lips, her eyes almost crazy: "Axue, if you dare to die, I will let the world be buried with you."
Ten years later, Wen Lixue held the fifth baby in her arms and looked at the man who had cornered her on the couch and said aggrievedly: "I just want to lie down..." Shen Junlan kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Lie down? My royal concubine can only lie down in my arms for the rest of her life."
Inside and outside the palace walls, there were rumors that the prince had dismissed her from the backyard and favored only one person. And Wen Lixue touched her belly that was bulging again, and sighed silently - how could she become the champion of giving birth to a baby after having promised to lead a Buddhist life?
