The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

Li Xiying saw Shanluo outside the door at a glance, and pulled her in with surprise, "How long have you been waiting outside? I thought you had already returned to the embroidery workshop."

"Madam, what are you doing?" She looked at the strange little maid behind her. She was even more puzzled as to why she was dragged into the mansion when she was not going to leave.

"It's a long story..."

Li Xixiao and Shanluo returned to the corridor room and ordered the maid given by the lady to go to the door to enjoy the cool air. However, the maid said, "Madam, you need to take a bath and change clothes to prepare for the family dinner in the evening. I will prepare a bath for you right away."

Watching the little maid leave and even considerately close the door, Shan Luo became even more confused, "Family dinner? Is it for you?"

"Oh, it's annoying just to talk about it."

After the lady hugged her and finished crying, she took her aside and talked to her a lot.

She asked her if she could be her goddaughter and said she would love and protect her as her own daughter.

She knew that the reason why the lady wanted to find a substitute for Zhier was that she felt so guilty about the child that she couldn't bear it, so she wanted to find someone to make up for it, even if they were just a little bit similar.

At that time, she tentatively asked Madam Xiang: "Madam, do you think I am very similar to Zhi'er? So you want me to replace her and stay by your side?"

Madam Xiang didn't know that Li Xiying would say this, and she didn't know whether to deny it or to defend herself. Yes, she was indeed not a competent mother. She had been searching for twelve years and was already exhausted both physically and mentally.

Now Zhi'er should be fifteen years old, and perhaps she will never find him again. She misses him but is also afraid. She is afraid that her experience is the darkest she has ever seen, that she is no longer the well-behaved and sensible girl who called her mother all day when she was a child, and that she hates her mother for not taking good care of her...

Li Xizhen continued: "If Zhi'er were still alive, she might not want someone to replace her. After all, I am not her."

Madam was stunned. Yes, but no matter what Zhi'er becomes, she is still her Zhi'er! If Zhi'er knew that someone replaced her love, she would definitely be very sad, right?

The lady tried to concentrate and slowly took back the girl's painting, muttering, "For so many years, guilt has been eating my heart like a bird of prey, making me unable to sleep or eat."

"You're right. I've been missing you so much that I've become sick. But I didn't treat you like Zhi'er. I also know that you are you. Your personalities and looks are very different, but I still feel that I'm compatible with you. I felt close to you the moment I saw you." The lady wiped away her tears. "I'll have a family dinner tonight. You can get to know my family and stay here."

After hearing this, Shanluo's tears began to fall unconsciously.

Li Xiying didn't know which sentence brought back her sad memories, and was about to ask.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

There was a knock on the door, and the maid asked outside: "Madam, ask someone to bring the bathtub."

When Li Xixiao opened the door, he saw two servants carrying a bathtub in, placing an eight-foot folding screen in front of the door, unfolding it and placing it in front of the bathtub.

The maid carried the basket and poured the petals into the bucket. She then placed the new clothes on the wooden bench next to the screen and said, "Madam, we didn't have time to order your clothes. Madam asked the maid to go to the West Market and buy ready-made clothes made of top-quality materials. There are two sets of skirts for you to choose from. The styles and patterns are similar to what you usually wear."

Bucket after bucket of bath water came in, and most of it was gone in a short while.

For a moment, the room was filled with mist, and flower petals floated on the water with fragrance. The air was filled with the faint incense that the little maid had just lit, making the whole room fragrant and refreshing.

Li Xiying hadn't bathed for several days. Seeing that the bathtub was quite large, she wanted to drag Shanluo to bathe together, but she refused and hid aside. However, the red eyes just now had already been concealed by her embarrassed blush.

I don't know why she was unwilling, so I had to give up.

The little maid helped Li Xi to bathe. After wetting her hair, she applied the prepared paste mixed with soap beans and spices on her hair and massaged her scalp.

After a few minutes, she rinsed the ladle with clean water and then took a dry cloth to wipe it dry.

After doing all this, Li Xiying asked her to take a rest, as she wanted to soak in the bathtub for a while.

This is the usual process in the village. She likes the feeling of being supported by the water, floating in the air, appearing and disappearing.

Then I fell asleep while soaking in the bath.

……

Xianwangfu

Someone on the bed woke up slowly, with his black hair scattered like clouds, a few strands sticking to his cheeks, and the wound on his neck looked even more horrifying.

There was no one in the room, and a faint medicinal fragrance spread in every corner, making people feel inexplicably safe even though it was a strange place.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a slender, dark-brown figure came into view. She saw the person coming and wanted to get out of bed, but she felt a sharp pain in her leg and couldn't move. She was slightly panicked for a moment, but then it disappeared.

"You're awake." Li Xuan held the medicine in his hand and motioned her to drink it, and she would feel much better.

There was no fluctuation on her beautiful face, she just said calmly: "Who are you and why did you save me?"

"I don't know who you are. I didn't know I would be asked such a question after saving you."

The woman hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"I also want to know why you were left on the street?" Li Chen's tone was not very inquiring. He was just asking a normal question and he didn't really want to know the answer.

"..."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he stopped asking.

Li Xuan said, "To be honest, I saved you just to verify my medical skills. Unfortunately, I thought you were seriously injured, but in fact, you were not seriously injured. I put down the important things in my hands and chose to save you, which means you are very lucky. I can't just stand by and watch you die."

"You saved me just because you're kind?" The woman's face finally showed some fluctuation.

"What else?" He saw that she had no intention of taking the medicine, so he continued, "You are just one of my patients now. Drink the medicine and leave if you can. If you can't leave, I won't chase you away."

She stretched out her fair and slender hand, took the bowl of medicine, and looked at the dark brown medicine in her hand with a hint of speculation in her eyes, "Don't you have any intention in saving me?"

Li Zhen opened the quilt and saw her shiver.

He continued to check the injury on her leg, not getting angry at her words. "What do you want from me? Your beauty?"

She put away her speculative look, and the medicine reflected in her eyes rippled slightly in the bowl, and the mist steamed on her face, hot and with a hint of bitterness.

It seemed that there was really nothing to gain from her, as she was disfigured. She even lost the last bit of value, like a small withered tree outside the window, waiting to be uprooted and discarded, waiting to be weathered or burned.

That day she appeared before King Liang with the singing girls. They celebrated, they sang and danced; they toasted each other, they danced gracefully.

Then she leaned gracefully against the middle-aged man with a full beard and slightly graying temples. She looked at him with amazement in her eyes, and he looked at her as if he was looking at the fine wine in his glass. After eating and drinking, she followed him into the mansion.

She had a good wife, and when he was thinking about holding the rain and carrying the clouds, he was called away by the people she sent. The hairpin in her hair was still inserted in her hair. He could have killed her with a fatal blow while he was asleep, but he left her in the room for his wife without even having time to take off her clothes.

It doesn’t matter, if it doesn’t work once, try it a second time.

But his men coveted her beauty and broke in drunkenly before dawn.

She tried desperately to hide, but the drunk man chased her and punched and kicked her angrily. Her frail body gradually withered like a flower in the courtyard of Prince Liang's mansion, and a pleasant female voice was heard from behind her.

The woman watched as the man tore off her clothes. The sword he carried with him cut her skin and cheeks. She spoke with a hint of anger: "What are you doing? How dare you be so presumptuous in the Prince Liang's mansion!"

The man on the body saw the lady yelling, turned around and quickly stood up, all his drunkenness gone.

King Liang could allow his subordinates to share concubines with him, but he would never allow them to offend his wife in any way.