The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Chapter 110 Shadow

"Your Majesty, Ya'er is my life. No one can bully her. How can the Sun family treat Ya'er as a human being? Ya'er has suffered such a great injustice, and it would be fine if you didn't punish the Sun family. But you still want Ya'er to go back to that tiger den? Ya'er is also your daughter, Your Majesty, don't you feel sorry for her?" Meng Jingshu covered her chest, feeling heartbroken.

"What exactly do you want?" Zhao Changta was a little annoyed by Meng Jingshu's behavior.

"Your Majesty, please allow Yaer and Sun Jian to divorce." Meng Jingshu kowtowed heavily.

"I've told you before that this won't work. The princess's mansion has been divided into two. The people on both sides can live their own lives and not disturb each other. Is that not enough? Do we have to let the people of the world spread the news that Ya'er got divorced less than a month after her marriage? Wouldn't that confirm the rumors in the capital?" Zhao Changta repeated the same thing over and over again until he was annoyed.

"Then please, Your Majesty, punish those who spread rumors." Meng Jingshu stood up and looked at Zhao Changta.

"Okay, if you want to find out clearly, go ahead." Zhao Changta waved his hand.

"If this matter is related to someone in the palace, what will Your Majesty do?" Meng Jingshu insisted that Zhao Changta give a clear result.

Zhao Changta tightened his grip on the teacup and said in a bad tone, "Queen, what do you want?"

Zhao Changta was angry.

These two concubines were forcing him, not leaving him any leeway.

As an emperor, he has no dignity at all.

"Your Majesty, please handle this impartially." Meng Jingshu didn't care at all whether Zhao Changta was angry or not.

She had been wronged for so many years and had been so tolerant of Concubine Xian and the eldest prince, but in Zhao Changta's eyes, they were nothing.

Then why does she still put herself in such a difficult position?

For the sake of her daughter, she is determined to give it a try.

So that Concubine Xian will know who is the real master in the palace.

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The doors and windows of Yilan Palace were covered with thick black gauze, not allowing a single ray of light to come in.

No candles were lit in the temple.

As soon as Jiang Yunxi entered the room, he felt that the air in the hall was extremely stuffy, making it difficult to breathe.

"Ya'er." Jiang Yunxi walked into the dark hall, looking around for Zhao Ya.

Finally, she found Zhao Ya in a corner beside the bed.

Zhao Ya was curled up in a ball, not speaking, not moving, not crying, just staying there.

Where is the arrogance and domineering look from before?

Jiang Yunxi shook Zhao Ya, but Zhao Ya seemed to be unaware and did not react at all.

Jiang Yunxi looked at the dull hall, frowned slightly, and ordered, "Open the doors and windows, and pull down the window screens."

None of the maids in Zhao Ya's palace dared to move.

Jiang Yunxi had no choice but to do it herself and pull down the piece of black gauze closest to her from the window.

A ray of sunlight shone into the hall.

Only then did Jiang Yunxi feel that this was a place where living people lived.

But when she turned around, she found that Zhao Ya used her hands and feet to crawl and hide in the corner, as if the sunlight could eat people.

Lian Er knelt down with a plop, grabbed Jiang Yunxi's skirt, and cried, "Princess, please save the princess? She doesn't dare to see anyone, doesn't eat, and doesn't sleep. She hides every day. She can't see the sun at all."

Jiang Yunxi was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yunxi walked in front of Zhao Ya, squatted down, and patiently comforted her, "Ya'er, this is not your fault. Don't punish yourself. The Queen, the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, I, and Lian'er are all very worried about you. If you continue to be like this, we will be sad."

Zhao Ya had no reaction after hearing this.

Jiang Yunxi was not discouraged and continued, "I have an idea that can stop the people from talking about you. Do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, just answer my question."

Only then did Zhao Ya slowly raise her head.

Jiang Yunxi saw a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Jiang Yunxi handed her hand to Zhao Ya and said with a smile, "Come, I'll help you dress up. No matter what time it is, we must look beautiful."

Zhao Ya hesitated and handed her hand to Jiang Yunxi.

Jiang Yunxi pulled Zhao Ya into the light.

Zhao Ya squinted her eyes and glanced at the sunlight. She wanted to escape, but was held tightly by Jiang Yunxi.

Jiang Yunxi placed Zhao Ya in front of the dressing table and told Lian'er to remove all the black gauze covering the windows in the house.

Lian'er saw that Zhao Ya seemed relatively normal, so she and Zhenzhen tore off all the gauze curtains together.

The sunlight that shone into the hall was particularly rare.

Jiang Yunxi wiped Zhao Ya's face, put on makeup for her, and pulled her to sit in front of the desk.

Zhenzhen brought over a pile of books.

She stared at the books, feeling a little reluctant.

Jiang Yunxi took out the top book, flipped through it, and said to Zhao Ya with a smile, "Didn't someone make up a story about you? Then why don't you make up their story? The more exciting it is, the more people will know about their story. Won't they forget about your rumors?"

Jiang Yunxi repeatedly emphasized that those words about Zhao Ya were all rumors.

She wanted Zhao Ya to know this.

"This stack of books was all given out by Zhenzhen with all her heart. She has collected them for a long time, and even I was reluctant to lend them to her. Now I've taken them all out for you to see. Let's use these books as a reference to make up a story that will shock the world and move ghosts to tears." Jiang Yunxi looked at Zhen Zhen with a smile on his face.

Zhen Zhen curled her lips, still feeling a little reluctant to part with these treasures of hers.

Zhao Ya took the book from Jiang Yunxi, flipped through it, and finally spoke, "Whose book is it?"

"You should make up a story about whoever harmed you." Jiang Yunxi gave an encouraging smile.

The first person Zhao Ya thought of was Jiang Wanwan. She immediately picked up her pen and wrote something on the paper.

Seeing that her princess finally spoke, Lian'er finally let go of her worries and thought, "Oh my God, if the princess doesn't speak, I'm afraid the queen will kill all the palace maids in Yilan Palace. Fortunately, my life was saved."

Jiang Yunxi watched Zhao Ya write quickly, her ideas flowing, and she finished a piece of paper in a short while.

Jiang Yunxi looked at what Zhao Ya wrote and thought to herself, "Zhao Ya is still a little restrained. None of this can hurt Jiang Wanwan."

But she didn't mention this. Jiang Yunxi knew that the most important thing at this moment was to get Zhao Ya out of the shadows.

Zhao Ya wrote silently for a long time, and even at night, she showed no intention of stopping.

Jiang Yunxi was talking to her, but Zhao Ya seemed not to hear him and did not raise her head to respond.

It was already dark outside the window, and candles were lit inside the hall, illuminating the entire place with a golden and magnificent look.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Yunxi gently pressed Zhao Ya's arm, "Ya'er, it's getting late, you should take a rest."

Zhao Ya did not respond.

Jiang Yunxi continued, "I'll go back to the bedroom first."

Zhao Ya still didn't respond.