When Shen Yishu entered the East Palace, everyone said that she had taken advantage of it. Her sister-in-law, who was famous in the capital, ran away from marriage, so she, a humble concubine, was allowed to marry the deposed prince who was said to be cruel and surly and whose life was short. Everyone was waiting to see how she died. Good news: The deposed prince lingered on her sick bed and ignored her. Life after marriage was almost equivalent to early retirement. Bad news: The East Palace is like a sieve, with wind leaking from all directions and swords coming from all directions. People who want her dead can line up from the palace gate to the moat. There was a wolf in front of her and a tiger in the back. Shen Yishu counted her cards with her fingers: a disabled husband, a leaky east palace, and a group of "family members" who were looking forward to her early death and birth. This card is so bad that even the dog shakes his head after looking at it. Shen Yishu: "..." Okay, put the pension plan on hold for the time being, and let's live on first. She put away her sick bones and hid her exquisite treasures. Today she would send a "harmless" wrong message to the concubine, and tomorrow she would dig a "hit" hole for that Liang Yuan. The women in the backyard fought to the death, but they discovered that from some unknown time on, the most inconspicuous and uncontested Ms. Shen became the last person alive. And the prince, who was rumored to be dead soon, not only recovered in health, but also regained power step by step and was promoted to the Ninth Five-Year Plan. At the enthronement ceremony, he held her hand and whispered in her ear: "Shu Shu, without you, I wouldn't be here today." Shen Yishu looked into his affectionate eyes and just wanted to say: Farewell, I'm just a weak woman who wants to live a stable life. Really (guilty. Jpg)
