The night is shrouded in silence and distance.

The shadows of the trees danced, and the candles burned dimly.

In the Jingyuan Hall, a man was sitting in the courtyard, calmly picking up the wine glass in front of him and savoring it carefully.

Lan Shan looked at her like that and clenched her hands tightly.

She shouldn't have come in the first place. If she hadn't thought about it carefully, she might have made people suspicious.

She had no choice but to come to Jingyuan Hall to meet her.

When Yanyu came to look for her at first, she was shocked when she saw her face.

She simply didn't believe that we could still meet here.

If she wasn't assigned to a military prostitute, how could she be here?

Along the way, Yanyu never asked her, after all, their identities were still different.

Lan Shan walked to her side, kept her figure low and said, "Your Highness, what do you mean when you come to see this slave?"

He glanced sideways and saw her figure, twirling the glass and playing with it, and shouted with fun: "Han Lingyu."

Hearing this, Lan Shan's subconscious heart was extremely flustered.

She hadn't heard this name for a long time.

This is eternal pain, although she hates that she has no ability to resist the so-called imperial power, and hates that she was born as humble as mud.

She was terrified of everything there and didn't dare to face it.

When they ruthlessly sent themselves into military prostitution, there was only hatred.

She didn't want to face Han Xin, and she didn't want to let them laugh at her at will. She couldn't be trampled by them again.

When I dreamed back at midnight, the memory of Bei Desert always appeared in my mind, and I couldn't forget it.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and smiled calmly: "What else is the princess going to say? I don't understand."

"There is no need to pretend between us." Han Xin stood up and called sincerely, "Third Sister."

Upon hearing this, Lan Shan immediately knelt down and said with a wry smile: "Princess, you can't do this."

This time, third sister, she hadn't been called that by anyone for a long time.

With her status all along, how could He De allow a direct princess to call a slave like this?

Han Xin looked at her kneeling in front of her. She knew that she had been framed for the poisoning. But she knew that it was not her fault. She had said it herself that she hated herself when she faced her with a smile and let her

I once thought I was mocking myself.

But she had no ill intentions towards her, it was just an obstacle in her heart.

For the others, she is the most real.

After all, she will tell the truth.

Those people are just doing it in a positive and negative way.

Han Xin personally helped her up and smiled bitterly, her innocent smiling eyes dimming: "Between you and me, ask yourself, do I treat you like they do?"

She raised her eyes and looked at her so-called sister, feeling sad in her heart. She had experienced everything, and only she could understand: "But, you and I are not mothers after all, right?"

Han Xin is the youngest among the five of them. Naturally, she has never been hostile to him.

Lan Shan has always been jealous of her.

That's her, the only one who is the eldest princess.

And she is just a 'princess' born to a slave in Huanxi. From the moment she was born, she was destined to be an evil breed.

As time passed, she became the most outstanding-looking among all the princesses. Because of their jealousy, they often manipulated her and allowed them to beat and scold her.

As for Han Xin, she hated it because she, who had always been naive, allowed her to receive treatment that she had never had before.

Every time I see her smile, I always feel like she is mocking her.

Although she was young and naughty, she always took good care of herself. Every time she was beaten, she would ask someone to deliver medicine, but she had never understood this.

She was falsely accused of poisoning Han Xin, and some people claimed that she was a magician. She actually laughed. It turned out that they were all trying to get rid of her.

After waking up, she was at a military prostitute.

During that dark time, she relied on faith to support her. She was abandoned and raped, and everything was caused by them.

Because of her hatred, she wanted to rely on others and had her own so-called ambition.

A journey of mountains and rivers, a journey of indulgence.

It's far away, meaningless and meaningless.

"What happened back then made you wronged, I'm sorry."

He took her hand away, raised his eyes with disdain, and said coldly: "Princess, it's not you who said I'm sorry, but them."

"I know you have hatred. I also hate them. I often like to play tricks on them and scare them with ghosts, and then I know the truth."

To those princesses, they all looked respectful to her. She ordered someone to check and found out that they had always harbored a grudge against her behind her back.

That time, when I pretended to be a ghost to scare them, I learned that they had worked together to poison Han Lingyu, and also found out that she had been secretly arranged as a military prostitute by them.

They had always been jealous of her appearance, so naturally they had to let those in the army have a taste of her beauty.

"Now, what's the use of talking about this."

the truth?

Only she knows the truth, so who cares?

But if you think you are a humble slave, you will be framed.

She looked up at the stars in the sky. When she was in the Northern Desert, she often looked up at the sky, but at that time she had been looking forward to days like this, and how could anything end.

Nowadays, I just have a disdain for the past. I smiled sarcastically to myself: "You are a high-ranking princess, and Han Lingyu died a few years ago. The one who lives now is Lan Shan, Concubine Shu's personal slave."

"

For Han Xin, this is not the case.

There were so many princesses in the palace, why did she come to get married? The fate between them all seemed to be locked by the imperial power.

Even though she lived such a glamorous life, she was not happy at all.

He mumbled at the corner of his mouth, holding back the grievances he felt at this moment. He pretended to smile so that she wouldn't see any traces of it. He helped her sit down together, poured her a glass of wine, and looked at her while waxing his head: "How could you

Will you come to Xuandu? Xin'er wants to know all this."

Without hesitation, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, and the wine in his throat stung as it slid past him, and he said ridiculously: "The princess also wants to hear about being trampled on?"

The word trample has always stuck in my mind.

Although she was in a military prostitute, everyone naturally believed that the person who came out of the place was definitely not a virgin.

No matter how hard she tries to seduce, she still knows how to keep herself clean.

She finally escaped, but when she met the man from the temple, she could no longer save her body.

It wasn't until the prince appeared and his identity was her support that she made up her mind.

He was sent to the Xia family just like an object. Without the prince's care, Xia Qian was the best choice in order to find a backer.

Later, she gradually fell in love with him. Instead of using him as before, she wanted to be his woman.

But she didn't know what changes would happen in the future.

Han Xin couldn't believe it when she heard the word "trampled". Now, isn't she...

She must have suffered a lot over the years.

In this harem, although everyone smiled at her, she was the only one who was very indifferent to him, and it was because of her temper that he wanted to talk to her.

Ye Yilan just looks like her, so she has no grudge against her.

"I don't know." He lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

She hadn't had a good drink for a long time, so she stood up uncomfortably and said, "Princess, I have to go back to serve Concubine Shu, so I won't disturb you."

"But..."

The moment she turned around, Han Xin wanted to keep her, but she said indifferently: "If nothing happens in the future, I hope the princess will not look for the slave. I don't want others to know this secret."

Third sister, as you said, Han Lingyu died a few years ago. Now, your name is Lan Shan.

Perhaps, this is the last time I call you.

Living in another identity must be a more satisfying life than in the Northern Desert.

Watching her back gradually leave, but there is nothing I can do to keep her.

"Princess, how do you decide?"

When Yanyu heard the princess call her name a few years ago, the name seemed to have gradually disappeared from everyone's ears. Now it is reborn again with a different charm.

"There is no one else but her in that profile face." That indifferent profile face was the first time they met. She has always kept that image in her memory and has never forgotten it.
To be continued...