You have been stunningly beautiful since you were a child, and an eminent monk saw you and gave you instructions, saying that you would become a witch that would bring disaster to the country and the people.
When you first heard about it, you were aggrieved and frightened. You had no ambitions and just wanted to spend your life in peace. You didn't believe the monk's comments, but the prophecy was invisibly pressing on you like a huge boulder.
In the tenth year of Tianshun, there was a famine in your hometown. On the way to escape from the famine, your parents died and you were separated from your brother. Because of your appearance, you were taken in by a wealthy businessman. From then on, you became a pipa girl.
Although Pipa Girl belongs to a lowly family, she survived at least. Your wish in this life is to find your lost brother and live in peace.
However, the prophecy of the eminent monk haunts you like a curse——
When you grew up, you became a stunning beauty and had a sweetheart, but you were given to the powerful Prince Jing by your master and became a plaything.
Fortunately, Prince Jing took pity on you and you became a princess. You played the harp and harp in harmony with Prince Jing. You lived happily until one day you went to the palace to meet the saint.
The look in his eyes when he looked at you was deep and strange, which made you feel uneasy. The look in the saint's eyes was so similar to the look in Prince Jing's eyes when he looked at you in the past.
From then on, you were always in fear. Even though you were having a happy life, you often cried silently. Prince Jing asked you what was wrong? You shook your head silently, the panic in your heart getting stronger.
Sure enough, Princess Jing died of illness. The saint was heartbroken and summoned her to the palace to accompany her.
Later, the saint used all means to seize his daughter-in-law, and made an exception to make you a noble concubine, ranking you above the four concubines, which is a supreme honor.
Although this was never what you wanted, you just accepted your fate in despair and powerlessness.
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After you became a noble concubine, the saint doted on you and wanted to pick off the moon from the sky for you to play with. You were obsessed with your mind, and you gradually ignored the government affairs, indulged in sensuality, and indulged in extravagant play.
Everyone said that you were charming and charming, and a witch who brought disaster to the country. You were so exhausted that you couldn't help crying and smiled bitterly.
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Later, the heavily armed Jiedushi rebelled, and the empire, which had flourished ever since, completely collapsed and fell into war.
Fleeing to the inn, the imperial army mutinied and forced the saint to kill the noble concubine.
"As long as the imperial concubine is alive, the military will be uneasy!"
"She is a disaster!"
The saint shed tears and reluctantly ordered you to die.
Looking at the three-foot white silk that was presented to you, you suddenly realized that you finally saw clearly the man who had favored her in every possible way in the past.
The sage asked you what your last words were.
You suddenly feel so hateful and unwilling to accept it. What did you do wrong?
You just want to be reunited with your brother and tell the world that you are not a beauty and a disaster, and you are not called Xue Ji. You have a name and a surname. Your name is Chen Eying.
You - just want to survive.
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In the end, you survived, decided your own destiny, and became the most noble and powerful woman in the Central Plains.
The life of a stunning beauty who was raped and robbed.
Demining: The heroine has experienced many men and stories of love and hatred with many men.
It's a bloody Su story, the heroine starts off very weak, it's not a great heroine story, it's not a cool story, and the tone is on the growth side.
There are many cannon fodder male supporting actors, including Hui Ga, father and son, brothers, courtiers, heroes, eunuchs, etc.
There is a source of inspiration and history. I am imitating Tang Wu's textual research. Thank you.
Intention: Strive continuously and don't bow down to suffering.