After Three Years as a Slave, the Entire Household Wept and Begged for My Forgiveness

Su Yunshu had been cherished like a precious jewel since childhood, but everything changed when Zheng Mingwei entered the household. For the sake of another man's daughter, her own father and brothers tortured their own flesh and blood until she was barely human. They let her be falsely accused, then sent her to the palace as a servant, where she spent three whole years washing chamber pots. Her own brother spent a great deal of money to make sure someone would “take good care” of her. Her hand, once so deft with a writing brush, became covered in chilblains from washing chamber pots through the winter. The pride she had cultivated through years of study was worn away by the palace nobles' abuse. She had been humbled so thoroughly that she would even kneel before a eunuch with a little power. At long last, she was released from the palace. Enduring the pain, Su Yunshu made her way home, kowtowing at every step, just to fulfill her duty to her mother. But she discovered that her mother had died two years earlier, and Zheng Mingwei's mother now ruled the household. Seeing the contemptuous expressions on her father and brother's faces, Su Yunshu turned and walked straight into the Eastern Palace. Because only that person would stroke her head and tell her.