"You want to enter the palace to serve the queen? Did I hear you correctly?"
Murong Hao seemed to have heard a big joke, and he was so angry that he said, "You poor mute who doesn't know what to say! You are ugly! You will starve to death!"
He tore up the note written by Mu Yusheng and smashed it into the face of the thin and pale man angrily, wanting to tear him into pieces.
Mu Yusheng took his time and handed over another note: "I heard that the Queen was seriously ill after her wedding. The rumors outside are very bad. The minister has been purified. If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can have someone investigate."
Murong Hao suddenly sat upright with a complicated expression.
He had always sent people to monitor Mu Yusheng, and he also knew that he had self-harmed and sought medical treatment.
But self-mutilation was a common occurrence for Yu Mu Yusheng. He didn't expect that he would be so cruel this time.
The third note came: "If this continues, something big will happen. Please ask your Majesty to let the ministers go to serve the empress and persuade her."
At the same time, a palace official came quickly, leaned into Murong Hao's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty has burned a queen's dress."
Murong Hao's forehead had veins popping out and his fingers were trembling.
Since the wedding night, there has been no peace of mind.
He was kicked off the bed, and to save face, he huddled in a corner and made a bed on the floor, keeping his eyes open until dawn.
After verbal threats, Shuhua laughed like crazy, which made him very scared.
If he really took action, he was afraid of completely cutting off her thoughts, so he cut off his own thoughts.
After using magic to restrain her, she couldn't stop vomiting, and then she vomited whatever she ate... After ten days in the palace, she was already so thin that she lost her appearance.
When a good goddess becomes like this, the news is of course very bad outside, and it really can’t go on like this.
Murong Hao angrily motioned to the palace attendants to take Mu Yusheng down for examination.
After a while, the palace attendant came back and reported: "The cut was very clean, but the wound has not yet completely healed..."
Mu Yusheng stood quietly aside, neither happy nor sad, as if he was not talking about himself.
Murong Hao said with disgust: "Give him a set of palace servant clothes, the lowest kind, and take him to see the queen."
Mu Yusheng quickly bowed.
Murong Hao sneered: "Don't worry, I don't ask you to accompany me anytime and anywhere. Go when necessary. Do you understand?"
Mu Yusheng did not show too much disappointment, he stood up calmly and left.
The Star Reaching Tower was filled with smoke, and the people in the palace were in a panic and miserable.
Shu Hua watched with cold eyes, and was planning to vent his anger next time.
Someone came in a hurry and shouted hopefully: "Queen, who do you think is coming?"
Shuhua didn't even move his eyelids and was indifferent.
Mu Yusheng prostrated himself in front of her, pressing his pale palms under his forehead and pressing them tightly against the floor tiles.
The dark uniform was too wide, making him even more frail.
Shuhua didn't react for a moment: "Mu Yusheng? Why are you here? Your clothes..."
Isn't he the head of the Ministry of Etiquette? Why are you wearing the clothes of a harem servant again?
Mu Yusheng slowly raised his head, looked at her with clear eyes, and handed her a note.
"I'm here to relieve my boredom. From now on, I will stay in the palace and will never be an official or go out again."
Shu Hua was completely confused: "You...will stay in the palace and never go out again?"
Is that what she thought?
Mu Yusheng smiled and nodded.
"Did he force you? Did he do it?" Shu Hua blushed angrily.
Mu Yusheng shook his head, expressing his willingness.
He smiled gently and there was no haze in his eyes.
Shuhua looked at him blankly and shed tears: "Why are you so stupid? Is it worth losing your whole life?"
Mu Yusheng blinked and continued laughing.
Of course it was worth it, he was willing to give her everything he had, but it was a pity that he was so poor and incompetent.
At dusk, Shuhua ate the food presented by the palace servants and finally stopped vomiting.
When the news reached Murong Hao's ears, he was happy at first and then jealous.
He issued an order to make Mu Yusheng do the hardest and most tiring work every day. When meeting Shuhua, he would never be allowed to touch a hair on her head.
Mu Yusheng didn't care about this, and neither did Shuhua.
They see each other every few days, most of the time in the Star Reaching Tower.
She sat in the window and he sat outside the window.
Sometimes we never say a word, just look at the sky and the flowing clouds together and blow in the wind.
Sometimes we enjoy the fragrance of the new palace friends together, or the new tea together.
Sometimes Mu Yusheng would write poems with his head down, while Shuhua would wait and watch.
Sometimes they read together, one for him and one for her, communicating only with eyes.
Murong Hao watched them from a distance, angry but powerless.
The combination of the queen and the mute eunuch formed a small world that isolated all outsiders and noise, and no one could break in.
Shuhua was alive when he saw his parents, and peaceful when he was with Mu Yusheng.
Only when he saw Murong Hao, he would become cold and numb.
Murong Hao couldn't stand this. He hoped day and night that she would change her mind, but she kept getting farther and farther away from him.
People are most afraid of comparison.
He was powerful, strong, young and handsome, but he was defeated miserably by a mute slave who was so mutilated that he was not even a man.
This kind of pain is like heartbreaking, and there is no way to get any relief no matter what.
Gradually, he hardly appeared in front of Shuhua, and would only have her invited when something happened.
Shuhua seems to accept her fate and new role.
She quietly performs her auspicious functions, praying for wind and rain, and is occasionally willing to meet her destiny wife on major festivals.
The people in the palace also accepted this strange combination. As long as the weather is smooth, the food and clothing are abundant, and they are safe, who cares.
But the change finally came.
That year, the plague was rampant, and Shuhua's elderly parents became ill one after another.
Murong Hao panicked and sent the best imperial doctor and the most considerate and capable palace servants to personally inquire about the prescription, but still could not save the lives of the old couple.
In order to cover up the news, he killed many people.
In order to cover up the news, he imprisoned Mu Yusheng and terminated the regular meetings between Shuhua and Mu Yusheng.
And because he was afraid that Shuhua would escape, he raised the palace walls and placed countless mechanisms and weapons outside the Star-Zhaing Tower.
He couldn't sleep well day and night, and often woke up from nightmares. All he saw was Shuhua leaving him mercilessly.
So he ordered that the palace people and Shuhua were not allowed to talk except when necessary.
Two palace servants who were close to Shuhua quietly spoke to her for a few words, and then they were dragged to the Zhaixing Tower and beheaded alive.
The wailing sound echoed through the palace, frightening the courage of the palace residents.
Shuhua turned into a pale wandering soul, staying up all night and wandering up and down the Star-Zhaing Tower aimlessly.
Late one night, she jumped from the top of the Star Reaching Tower.
Murong Hao set up many formations outside the Star Reaching Tower.
One of them is called the Yin-Yang Blade Array, which looks empty, but as long as an object hits it, the blade will immediately appear, pierce the object, and strangle.
The monk shut down the formation in time, but Shuhua had been seriously injured. (End of chapter)
