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One of the eunuchs stepped forward and pushed the door open: "What are you doing? Shut up!"

When Wu Wanrou saw the man coming, she immediately rushed over, grabbed his legs, and begged, "Fathers, please take me out, okay? I promise that I will behave myself in the future and will never run around!"

The eunuch looked down at Wu Wanrou's horrible appearance and was shocked. He then pushed Wu Wanrou away in disgust.

Wu Wanrou fell to the ground, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and she looked like a beggar.

"Bah... Get out of here! Do you want to kill us?" The eunuch looked at Wu Wanrou with contempt and drove her away impatiently.

"No... no... I can't stay here, I don't want to stay here, take me out... take me out, I don't want to stay here... I don't want to stay here..." Wu Wanrou hugged the eunuch's thighs and burst into tears. She didn't want to stay here!

The eunuch kicked Wu Wanrou away in disgust: "Get out... If you don't get out, I will chop off your head, get out now..."

"You can't do this to me! I am the dignified Empress Xian, the emperor's concubine. Aren't you afraid that I will punish you if you do this?" Wu Wanrou screamed.

She didn't believe that the emperor was really that cruel. She and the emperor had been together day and night for ten years. Was there no love between them?

She always thought that the emperor had at least some affection for her, but in fact, it was not the case!

Wu Wanrou was unwilling!

"Oh, you still know that you are Concubine Xian!" Another eunuch beside him sneered and looked at Wu Wanrou mockingly, "You framed Concubine Shu, and the emperor doesn't want to see you again. From now on, you can just wait to die alone in the cold palace!"

"I am Empress Xian! You are not allowed to touch me! Get out! Get out of here..." Wu Wanrou pushed the eunuch who was blocking her way like crazy. She didn't want to stay in the cold palace. She wanted to escape and leave the cold palace.

"Ah - help! Let me out, let me out! I don't want to stay here, I don't want to!"

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut, blocking out Wu Wanrou's cries.

"Why did you lock me in here? Let me out!" Wu Wanrou pounded the door like crazy and shouted loudly.

"Wu Wanrou, don't waste your energy. Even if we are willing to let you go, it will be useless. The emperor does not allow anyone to visit you! Just wait here to die!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanrou collapsed completely. She sat on the ground in a daze, her eyes empty and distracted, muttering, "How could this happen? How could this happen? How could the emperor do this to me? How could he! I don't want to be here, I don't want to..."

For a time, the news that Concubine Xian Wu Wanrou was banished to the cold palace for poisoning the royal heir spread throughout the Forbidden City.

"What?! Wu Wanrou was banished to the cold palace?" Murong Wenmiao was in disbelief when she heard the news.

She originally wanted to see Chu Yuqin being poisoned by Wu Wanrou, or at least let Chu Yuqin lose her child, but the result was this, which she really couldn't accept.

"Yes, Princess, it is said that the emperor gave the order himself, and now everyone in the palace knows about it." Xiaolan answered while dressing Murong Wenmiao.

"Haha...Royal brother is so cruel. He and Concubine Xian have been married for many years!" Murong Wenmiao said with a sarcastic smile.

"Maybe it's because the current emperor loves Concubine Shu so much." Xiaolan said with some envy.

"Humph!" Murong Wenmiao snorted coldly, "This princess underestimated this vixen Chu Yuqin!"

Originally, Murong Wenmiao was afraid that if Chu Yuqin gave birth to a child, Murong Yunze would have an heir, and she would have no chance to interfere in the court. So she wanted to kill with a borrowed knife, so she instigated discord in front of Wu Wanrou and let Wu Wanrou get rid of Chu Yuqin.

But unexpectedly, the person who was eliminated was Wu Wanrou.

And Chu Yuqin, this vixen, was not only unharmed, but was also loved by her royal brother.

This is simply unreasonable!

"Princess, don't be angry." Xiaolan saw Murong Wenmiao gritting her teeth and hurriedly comforted her.

Murong Wenmiao took a few deep breaths before she recovered.

She calmed down her anger and asked, "Where is Wu Wanrou now?"

"Princess, have you forgotten? The emperor has demoted her to a commoner and she should be imprisoned in the cold palace now." Xiaolan reminded.

"Let's go and talk to her now." Murong Wenmiao stood up and said.

In the cold palace.

The dark and damp environment was filled with the smell of decay, and the mottled and dilapidated moss on the walls made the place look particularly eerie.

Murong Wenmiao stood at the door of the cold palace, frowning as she looked at the tall, cold stone.

"Princess, shall we go in?" Xiaolan asked timidly.

After all, she was just a maid and had never set foot here. Now looking at the gloomy and terrifying environment around her, she couldn't help but tremble in her legs and dared not take a step forward.

Murong Wenmiao clenched his fists, but finally stepped in.

"Who?" After the guard saw who was coming, he immediately drew his sword.

"It's me, Murong Wenmiao." Murong Wenmiao said calmly.

The two soldiers exchanged glances, put away their weapons, saluted respectfully and said, "Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Forget it." Murong Wenmiao waved her hand and asked, "Where is Wu Wanrou?"

"Your Highness, the Emperor personally punished her yesterday and sent her to the cold palace. He also ordered two of our subordinates to keep a close eye on her," one of the guards replied.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, I'll go see her."

Murong Wenmiao nodded and walked into the cold palace.

Xiaolan followed behind Murong Wenmiao, looking at the surrounding environment anxiously.

She had heard from her father that this cold palace was built when the previous emperor was still alive. Later, the elders of the royal family agreed that the concubines living here were the relatives of criminals and should not stay in the world for long, so the emperor ordered people to transform this place into a cold palace.

Murong Wenmiao walked through the corridor for a long time before finally arriving at a tightly closed wooden door.

"Bang-"

Murong Wenmiao reached out and pushed the wooden door, but failed to push it open.

"Squeak~"

Following a harsh friction sound, the heavy wooden door slowly opened.

An unpleasant musty smell wafted into Xiaolan's nose, almost making her vomit. Murong Wenmiao frowned, covered her mouth and nose, and walked in quickly.

The room was dark, with only the faint sunlight coming through the window, barely illuminating a corner.

The room was very old, and the quilt on the bed had long been in tatters, even revealing the rotten cotton underneath, which gave off a foul odor that was nauseating.