The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

The more resentful Ye Yuqing's eyes were, the happier Ye Qiandai felt. She threw a provocative look at her, and leaned softly on Lu Shian's shoulder like a ball of cotton, complaining aggrievedly:

"Your Majesty, look, my sister's eyes are so scary. It's not me who caused her to be like this, so why is she glaring at me like this?"

Regardless of everyone's gaze, Lu Shian hugged the delicate beauty into his arms and comforted her softly, "Did you scare my beloved concubine? Then I will hand her over to my beloved concubine for disposal and let her take revenge as she pleases, okay?"

"No!" Without waiting for her response, Ye Yuqing shouted in horror, shaking his head with despair on his face.

"Your Majesty, no matter how serious the crime I committed, it is not her turn to punish me. Please don't hand me over to her!"

"Empress Dowager..." Mu Zhengrong cast a pleading look at Ye Feiyan, hoping that she could help plead for mercy.

However, Ye Feiyan couldn't even protect herself, so how could she take care of them? As soon as she opened her mouth symbolically, she was ruthlessly interrupted by Lu Shian.

Lu Shian's expression was cold, and he announced loudly and forcefully: "Ye Yuqing, as a concubine, did not abide by her duty and poisoned the emperor to murder his body. This crime is unforgivable. From now on, she will be demoted to a commoner and sent to the cold palace.

"His mother did not try to dissuade him but helped him commit the crime. She was sent to the cold palace with him. Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to the Imperial Concubine!"

"Your Majesty!" Mu Zhengrong and her daughter were so frightened that they cried out to the sky.

"Take them away!" Lu Shi'an ordered the servants, allowing them to be dragged away like dead dogs.

Ye Feiyan was anxious, lowered her posture and prepared to plead, "Your Majesty, I beg you..."

However, Lu Shian didn't even look at her. He put his arm around Ye Qiandai's waist and walked out the door.

As he walked, he gave the order with a chill in his heart:

"The Queen Mother has failed in her duties. From today on, she is confined to Yongshou Palace. The thirty palace slaves will be reduced to three. Without my order, they are not allowed to leave until they die!"

Ye Feiyan was struck by lightning. She stared at his back with wide eyes in shock, and everything in front of her was dark.

"The Queen Mother fainted!"

Hearing the servants' exclamations from behind, Lu Shian closed his eyes without even turning his head...

The so-called cold palace is nothing more than a low and dilapidated tile-roofed house.

The house never sees sunlight, is dark, damp, and chilly. The walls have long been peeling off, and the surface is uneven and dilapidated.

Countless spider webs were scattered on the corners and beams, and the dust was more than a finger thick. Rats and cockroaches seemed to be rebelling, crawling around the house recklessly.

Mu Zhengrong and her daughter have long lost their former glory. They no longer wear silk brocade, but instead two wrinkled rags.

They lay sprawled on the cold ground, their hair disheveled as if they were withered, their bodies covered with whip marks of varying sizes.

In some places, their clothes were torn, revealing horrific wounds on their bodies.

It has been five days since they were locked up in the cold palace. From the moment they entered the cold palace, they were brutally tortured.

Except for the time for eating leftovers and sleeping, those people tortured them all the time.

Ye Yuqing knew that this was all Ye Qiandai's intention.

She resented and hated him so much that she wished she could skin Ye Qiandai alive and pull out her tendons!

But now that she has fallen to this point, she is filled with hatred but has no way out.

It was past noon. Mu Zhengrong climbed up from the ground despite the pain all over her body and crawled towards the door with a broken bowl like a dog.

The broken bowl contained their food, which was crushed noodles mixed with wheat bran, giving off a pungent smell of sourness, and the watery soup was worse than dog food.

"Daughter..." Mu Zhengrong tremblingly brought the broken bowl and placed it in front of Ye Yuqing, "Eat, it's been a long time since noon, you must be hungry."

Ye Yuqing stared at the humiliating meal, anger rising in her chest. She slapped the bowl aside, and the food inside spilled onto the ground.

"Ah!" Mu Zhengrong screamed, rushed over with heartache to pick up the leftovers on the ground with her hands, and cursed at Ye Yuqing angrily.

"What are you doing, you little bitch? This is the only meal we have a day. If you spill it, what are we going to eat?"

Ye Yuqing also collapsed and roared: "This is for dogs to eat, not for humans. Can you have some dignity?"

"Dignity? What's the use of dignity at this point? Can we get out of this crappy place if we want dignity? If we want dignity, we will starve and die here!"

Mu Zhengrong lectured her while panting.

"I would rather die than suffer this humiliation!" Ye Yuqing roared with red eyes.

"you……"

Mu Zhengrong and her daughter were arguing when the dilapidated door of the cold palace suddenly creaked open.

The two stopped arguing and looked up, only to see Ye Qiandai, dressed in green brocade, appear at the door of the cold palace.

"Bitch!" Seeing her, Ye Yuqing was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She struggled desperately to stand up, and the hatred in her eyes was frightening.

Ye Qiandai walked into the room with a smile on her face and covered her nose lightly. She came to her side slowly, then raised her foot and stepped hard on her back when she was about to stand up.

"Ah!" Ye Yuqing screamed and fell back to the ground. The wounds on her body were excruciatingly painful.

"Daughter!" Mu Zhengrong exclaimed and rushed over to check.

Ye Qiandai retracted her foot, looked at them with sympathy, and shook her head, "It has come to this, why are you still struggling? Is there any point?"

Mu Zhengrong raised her head and stared at her unwillingly, "What are you doing here?"

Ye Qiandai raised her eyebrows and said proudly, "I came to visit you. After all, we were a family. You are in trouble, so I have to come and see how you are doing."

After that, she pretended to apologize to them, "I'm sorry, you two. I was going to come the day after you were sent to the cold palace, but the emperor just started having sex, and he was very annoying. He kept me busy all the time.

"But I haven't forgotten about you. I have arranged for servants to take care of you during the few days you can't come. It seems that the servants are taking good care of you."

"You!" Mu Zhengrong was extremely angry, but there was nothing else she could do except to kill her with her eyes.

Ye Yuqing took a deep breath, suppressed her resentment, and asked her the question that had been on her mind for a long time:

"Why on earth did you do this to us? We had no grudges against each other, but you have been targeting us from the very beginning!

"Even if something unpleasant happened, it wouldn't make you hate us so much."

The smile on Ye Qiandai's face gradually disappeared. She came to her, knelt down on her knees, pinched her scarred face, stared into her eyes, and answered her questions.

“I said, the revenge for my mother’s murder seventeen years ago, the cruel abuse in the past seventeen years, and the hatred for my own murder seventeen years later!

"Each and every one of these things is enough for me to turn your whole family into ashes!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Mu Zhengrong retorted madly, "You are the princess of Zhujing Country, and we are from Lingjiang Country. We didn't even know you before you entered the palace! Where did the seventeen years of hatred come from?"