Chapter 2 — Four Generations of Crown Princes Concubine Died, I Replaced with Marrying the World of Great Sacrifice

His voice was so low that only the two of us could hear it.

“Do you think that death is the scariest thing in this palace?”

There was no longer the initial fear in his eyes. Instead there is a bottomless sadness and pity. He is pitying me.

“Crown Princess.”

He called me.

“Welcome to the Eastern Palace, this living hell.”

I didn't sleep a night. Neither does Tieu Giac. The two of us, one sitting by the bed, the other sitting by the table, opened our eyes and waited for morning. He didn't touch me, didn't even step within three steps of the wedding bed. After saying "welcome to living hell", he was completely silent. I look at him, he also looks at me. His eyes were very strange, like he was looking at a dead person, and like he was looking through me to see something else. At dawn, the palace servants came in to serve. The leader was a ghost about forty years old, surnamed Que, people called Que ma ma. Her expression was stern, the corners of her mouth were down, her eyes looked at me with scrutiny and contempt.

“Your Highness, you should wake up.”

Her voice was dry, without any emotion.

"According to palace rules, the new bride must offer tea to the Queen on the first day."

I nodded and let the palace maids help me with my makeup and clothes. The palace is complex, layer by layer, and the jewelry on the head is both numerous and heavy. I'm very unfamiliar. Mother Que stood to the side, looking coldly.

“Your Highness, you were not in the palace before, I'm afraid you don't understand the rules of the Eastern Palace.”

Finally she opened her mouth.

“In the Eastern Palace, the first rule is to be careful with your words and actions.”

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask. If you shouldn't look, don't look."

“Especially when it comes to the previous ladies.”

I looked at her through the mirror, saying nothing. She thought I was afraid, and the contempt at the corners of her lips became even more obvious.

“The second rule is to respect His Highness.”

"Your Highness's body is weak, you must always take care, you must obey everything, there must be no disobedience."

“The third rule is also the most important.”

She stopped for a moment, her voice lowered, carrying a cold aura.

“It's about surviving.”

“Of course, whether you can survive or not depends on your good fortune.”

The threat in these words is too clear. The little maids nearby were so scared that their faces turned white and their heads bowed even lower. I finally raised my eyes and looked straight at her.

“Cinnamon mama.”

I call her. She bowed slightly: "This is my servant."

“Who established the East Palace rules?” I asked.

Mother Que was stunned, as if she didn't expect me to ask that.

“Of course… it's a rule passed down from the palace.”

"OH." I nodded, "So from today onwards, change a little."

Mother Que's eyes immediately opened wide, looking at me with an expression of disbelief.

“Miss, what did you say?”

I stood up and walked in front of her.

“I said, from today onwards, the rules of the Eastern Palace are decided by me.”

"First, stop meddling in my business. I can ask whatever I want, I can see whatever I want."

“Second, whether I respect your highness or not is a matter between me and your highness, it is not your turn to teach me.”

“Third,” I looked straight into her eyes, saying each word clearly, “whether I survive or not is none of your business. But if you dare to speak to me in this tone, I guarantee you will definitely not live to see tomorrow."

"Fourth, please know that this is my lesson"

The whole room fell into deathly silence. Mother Que's face turned from red to white, then from white to blue, her lips trembled but she couldn't say a word. It was probably the first time she met a Crown Princess who dared to talk to her like that. Anyway, the previous four people, I'm afraid they all died under her "rules".

“You… you are so bold!” She finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

“Whether or not I am brave, you will soon know.” I said calmly.

“Where are you?” She screamed sharply, "The Crown Princess's speech is disrespectful and disrespectful to His Highness, quickly capture it for me..."

Her words weren't finished yet. Because Tieu Giac walked out of the inner hall. He had changed into his happy clothes, wearing a moon-white plain clothes. His face was still pale, but his eyes were very calm.

“What's the noise?”

His voice was not loud, but it made everyone silent. Mother Que seemed to see the savior and immediately knelt down.

“Your Highness! You must be the master for this old slave! Her Crown Princess... she doesn't care about the palace, she even opens her mouth to oppose this old slave!

Tieu Giac's eyes left her and fell on my face. I met his eyes, not afraid at all. We looked at each other for a moment. I thought he would scold me, or protect this seemingly loyal old slave. But he only leisurely opened his mouth.

“She said it right.”

Mother Que suddenly raised her head, stunned.

“From today onwards, the East Palace and the Crown Princess decide.”

Tieu Giac's voice carried fatigue.

"Your words are my words, and they are also the rules of the Eastern Palace."

“Do you hear me?”

Mother Que was completely stunned, collapsing on the ground, her face as gray as a dead person.

“Yes… slave… obey.”

Tieu Giac stopped looking at her and walked next to me.

“Let's go, mother must have been waiting impatiently.”

He naturally reached out his hand, wanting to hold my hand. His fingertips were very cold. The moment we touched my hand, we both stopped for a moment. In the end, it was still me who held his hand first. His arms are thinner than I thought. On the way to the Queen's palace, we didn't say anything the whole way. It wasn't until he was almost at the palace gate that he spoke in a low voice.

“Mommy Gui is the mother's person.”

I said "yes" once.

"If you offend her today, you offend your mother."

“I know.” I said.

He stopped walking, turned his head to look at me, his eyes filled with confusion.