Traveling through books: trapped in an infinite cycle of injustice

After the steward left, Concubine Jin glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground.

"Get up too!"

Aunt Zhang thanked the empress tremblingly and stood up, followed by Yan Muyi. He lowered his eyes and lowered his head, not daring to look at Concubine Jin. Both of them were waiting for Concubine Jin's announcement and did not dare to neglect for a moment.

"Aunt Zhang, I want to ask you for Yan Muyi to come and be a maid in my palace. Can you agree?"

I thought I would receive punishment from Concubine Jin, but no one knew that this was the news. Aunt Zhang was very surprised and answered energetically.

"Empress, you don't want Mu Yi. You asked the old slave to come over without a single complaint. However, Mu Yi is still young and I'm afraid he doesn't understand the etiquette in the palace and may offend me."

"I like such a cheerful person. If you don't want to, you have to part with me. No, your Garment Bureau..."

Aunt Zhang naturally knew what Concubine Jin meant, and she was determined to win Yan Muyi. He brought Yan Muyi to the Garment Bureau because he wanted to protect her, but during his time in the Garment Bureau, he failed to fulfill his responsibilities. Now that there is a better way out, Aunt Zhang can only hope that Yan Mu will protect herself well in the future.

Turning her head, Aunt Zhang reluctantly looked at Yan Muyi with tears in her eyes.

"Aunt Zhang, I won't treat you badly. Since I want your most capable disciple, I will ask Manager Li to send you two more embroiderers."

Concubine Jin had already made her attitude clear. Aunt Zhang had no choice but to bear the pain and give up her love. She looked at Yan Muyi with tears in her eyes and held her hands tightly.

"Auntie, I can't take care of you now. I hope you have a bright future. You must be careful in the palace of Concubine Jin and don't be so impulsive again."

As soon as Yan Mu felt Aunt Zhang's reluctance, tears filled her eyes. After all, Aunt Zhang really cared about her during her few months in the Garment Bureau.

Yan Muyi shed tears and whispered.

"Auntie, I will be obedient. You should also behave well in the Garment Bureau."

Concubine Jin coughed slightly as she watched the two of them parting with tears in their eyes.

"Mu Yi, I'll give you two days off. Go back and say goodbye to the sisters in the Garment Bureau."

After Yan Mu heard this, he bowed his head and thanked her, and helped Aunt Zhang to leave the Qinglin Hall.

When the two stepped into the door, they did not expect that something earth-shattering happened in the Garment Bureau.

The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was ordered by Concubine Jin to investigate the theft of gold silk and feather threads, and conducted a large-scale search of the Garment Bureau. And when everyone was panicked and in a hurry. People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs found gold feather thread in Huan Qing's bag.

With both the stolen goods and the stolen goods, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to arrest Huan Qing before Aunt Zhang came back. Because there was no backbone, everyone was scared out of their wits. As for Huan Qing's theft, everyone thought it was impossible, and they all knelt in the hall and begged the steward.

Aunt Zhang fainted when she saw the dilapidated scene of the Garment Bureau. Something happened to Huan Qing, and Aunt Zhang fainted again. The entire garment making bureau seemed to collapse in an instant. The maids were horrified and looked at Yan Muyi, wanting her to bring justice to the garment making bureau.

Yan Muyi looked at the arrested Huan Qing with cold eyes. He slowly walked up to her and asked in a bone-cold tone.

"Were you the one who poisoned the cloth? Were you the one who destroyed the cloth? Were you the one who stole the gold silk and feather thread?"

Hearing Yan Muyi's words, everyone's jaw dropped. How could it be possible? How could that hard-working, diligent, and silently dedicated person do such a vicious thing.

At this point, Huan Qing no longer needs to pretend.

He stared at Yan Muyi with vicious eyes, gritted his teeth and had a cold tone.

"I didn't expect you to actually mobilize people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to do things for you. You are such a good person, Yan Muyi. I am convinced that you lost!"

"Is there anything you want to say to me last?"

Yan Muyi was emotionless, with a murderous look in his cold eyes.

Huan Qing looked up to the sky and smiled.

"What do I have to say? I just hate you. It wasn't because of your arrival. Now all the glory belongs to me. It's you! It's you who took away everything from me."

Everyone looked at Huan Qing who was almost crazy, and listened to every word she said. They couldn't believe that Huan Qing in their eyes had such a vicious heart and a terrifying appearance.

And all this is an established fact and cannot be changed. Huanqing stole the imperial tribute and was sentenced to death. Lingchi was executed.

After hearing the decision of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, everyone collapsed to the ground with fear. I didn't expect Huan Qing to end up like this. Everyone cried and begged for mercy, but to no avail. However, Huan Qing's expression showed no trace of fear. She looked righteous and determined to die, which made Yan Mu look at her with a high look.

Huan Qing actually did not fear life and death and harmed herself again and again. It's because of that pitiful and pathetic jealousy that people can do such ugly things.

This deep palace is far more terrifying than Yan Muyi imagined. Even those at the bottom already have such vicious methods. As she climbs up step by step, what she will face will only be worse. She had no way out, so she had no choice but to go on.

People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs took Huan Qing away, and Aunt Zhang fainted. Now the Garment Bureau is like a piece of loose sand. Everyone was in a state of despair, and they were all at a loss as to where the Garment Bureau would go in the future.

Yan Muyi advised everyone to cheer up.

"The Garment Bureau is still the original Garment Bureau. As long as you work conscientiously and don't violate palace rules and regulations, it can still be the same as before. Don't get discouraged just because of a little thing."

Mingyue took care of Aunt Zhang who fainted in Aunt Zhang's bedroom. After Yan Mu comforted everyone, the garment bureau tidied up, then came to the bedroom to visit.

After an hour, Aunt Zhang woke up. The first time he looked at Yan Muyi with tears in his eyes, he wanted to sit up, but his weak body could not support him. Yan Muyi hurried over and helped her aunt up.

"Mu Yi, I beg you! Can you save Huan Qing?"

After Yan Mu heard this, his expression gradually changed from concern to seriousness. There was a bottomless gloom in his eyes.

"Auntie, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has already pronounced the crime, and we have no right to interfere. You know this better than me, right?"

"Mu Yi, please go and beg Concubine Jin. Please be kind to Concubine Jin and please give Huan Qing a way to live!"

Yan Muyi put away the hand holding her wrist and turned away coldly.

Mingyue couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted.

"Aunt, don't embarrass Mu Yi anymore. You fainted and don't know the truth. Huan Qing has admitted that she did everything. Do you still want to defend such a person? Is Mu Yi's life Isn’t it life? She framed her three times and four times, but that time she was not trying to take Mu Yi’s life.”

Aunt Zhang listened to Mingyue's words and knew that there was nothing she could do about it. She slumped on the couch, her eyes vacant and lifeless, muttering to herself.

"It was me who harmed Huan Qing, and I was the one who felt sorry for Mu Yi..."

Yan Mu felt deeply sad when he saw his aunt who was sluggish as if she was suffering from hysteria. Maybe all this had hit her too hard. But this was what she had to bear. She had suspected it from the beginning, but she did not stop it from happening.

She left Aunt Zhang's bedroom and looked at the stars in the night sky with melancholy. This time her revenge was not as joyful as it was awe-inspiring, but more sad.

This is the backyard of the deep palace. Even if you do nothing, there are still people plotting to harm you. Wherever there are beautiful and safe days, we have to move forward step by step with a heavy load, and take every step with difficulty while treading on the blood marks.