Emperor Shen's charming wife

"How dare you!" Shen Yu shouted angrily, and shook off Ning Yao's hand violently, as if he had touched something filthy. He looked at Ning Yao with icy cold eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger, or even more like looking at a dead person. "Ning Yao, you are so bold, you actually dared to lay hands on the imperial concubine!"

Ning Yao fell to the ground, and felt a burning pain in her wrist, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She smiled miserably, looked up at Shen Yu, her eyes full of despair and sadness, "Your Majesty, what did I do wrong that you treat me like this? I just want to share your worries and teach you a lesson for a servant who committed treason, why are you so angry?"

"Insulting your superiors? Sharing my worries?" Shen Yu sneered, his tone full of sarcasm, "Ning Yao, stop pretending here! The Imperial Concubine was appointed by my father himself, and her status is noble. When is it your turn to teach me a lesson? You keep saying that you are sharing my worries, but what have you done that is not causing trouble for me?!"

"Your Majesty..." Ning Yao wanted to explain further, but was interrupted impatiently by Shen Yu.

"That's enough! I don't want to hear your excuses anymore!" Shen Yu glanced at her coldly, "Come here, take the queen back to Fengyi Palace. Without my order, she is not allowed to step out of the palace!"

"Your Majesty, please don't!" Ning Yao struggled to get up, but was held down by two guards. She looked at Shen Yu desperately, her eyes full of pleading, "Your Majesty, I really didn't..."

However, the only response she got was Shen Yu's cold and ruthless back. He didn't even look at her, and walked straight towards Concubine Shen, his tone so gentle that it seemed like water could drip out, "My beloved, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Concubine Shen shook her head gently, leaning softly in Shen Yu's arms, but a hint of pride and viciousness flashed in her eyes. She said delicately: "Your Majesty, I am fine, but the Queen... She is so scary, I am so scared..."

Shen Yu hugged Concubine Shen tightly with heartache, and looked at Ning Yao with an even colder and more disgusted look, "Come here, pass on my decree. The Queen is unstable and is no longer suitable to manage the harem. From now on, she is confined to Fengyi Palace and is not allowed to leave without an imperial decree!"

"Your Majesty, please don't!" Ning Yao cried desperately, but her voice became increasingly distant and finally disappeared into the cold palace walls.

After returning to Fengyi Palace, Ning Yao collapsed on the ground, tears blurring her eyes. She didn't know what she had done wrong to have to endure all this. The memories of her past life came flooding back, and those scenes that she had deliberately forgotten were now as clear as yesterday.

She remembered that Shen Yu had never loved her. All he felt towards her was exploitation and disgust.

In her previous life, she was his queen and the mother of the country, but he was suspicious of her in every way and eventually imprisoned her in the cold palace and tortured her to death.

In this life, she wanted to avoid him, but fate played a huge joke on her and made her return to him again.

"Why? Why on earth is this happening?" Ning Yao held her head in pain and asked in despair.

At this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, and a cold voice sounded in the silent palace, "What's wrong with you, sister? Why are you crying so sadly?"

Ning Yao looked up suddenly and saw Ning Xue walking towards her in a simple and elegant dress. She had her usual gentle smile on her face, but deep in her clear eyes, there seemed to be something hidden that was hard to see through.

"Sister, why are you here?" Ning Yao quickly wiped the tears from her face and tried hard to force a smile.

Ning Xue walked over to her, gently helped her up, and said softly, "Sister, we are sisters, why should we be so formal? I heard that you were grounded, so I came to see you."

Ning Yao looked at Ning Xue with mixed feelings. In her previous life, she was not kind to her sister, and could even be said to be extremely cold and indifferent. But Ning Xue always cared for her, and even died under Shen Yu's sword in the end to save her...

"Sister..." Ning Yao's nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Ning Xue patted her back gently and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, sister. I will help you..."

However, at this moment, a barely perceptible cold light flashed across Ning Xue's eyes. That cold light was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, cold and vicious...

Ning Yao held Ning Xue's hand and hurriedly left the hall, almost trotting. Concubine Shen's sharp voice and Shen Yu's cold eyes were like the tongue of a poisonous snake, spitting out its tongue behind her, making her not want to stay any longer.

"Sister, slow down, wait for me!" Ning Xue followed behind with a staggering step, her goose yellow skirt swaying in the wind like a butterfly that could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Only when she was far away from the magnificent yet suffocating palace did Ning Yao stop and take a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart. The scenes of her past and present lives kept flashing in her mind, making it almost impossible for her to think.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Ning Xue looked at Ning Yao worriedly and reached out to touch her, but Ning Yao subconsciously dodged.

"I'm fine." Ning Yao's voice was cold and distant, completely different from the anger she had just shown in the hall.

Ning Xue's hands froze in mid-air, a trace of hurt flashed across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it. "Sister, I know you are still angry with the emperor, but..."

"That's enough!" Ning Yao turned around and interrupted her coldly, "You know nothing, stop talking!"

Ning Xue was startled by Ning Yao's sudden anger. Her eyes instantly turned red. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. "Sister, I just care about you. Why are you..."

"Care about me?" Ning Yao sneered, her eyes full of mockery, "Do you really care about me? Then tell me, where were you in my previous life when I was imprisoned in the cold palace by Shen Yu and tortured? Do you know that I live in fear and despair every day? I wish you could come and see me, even if it's just for a glance..."

Ning Yao's voice became more and more excited, and she almost screamed in the end. The painful memories of her past life surged into her heart like a tide, drowning her and making it difficult for her to breathe.

Ning Xue stared at Ning Yao blankly, her face pale, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't speak.

"What, you have nothing to say?" Ning Yao looked at Ning Xue's expression, and suddenly felt a surge of pleasure of revenge in her heart, "Ning Xue, you keep saying that you care about me, but do you know that the person I hate the most is you!"

"Sister, you..." Ning Xue looked at Ning Yao in disbelief, tears finally bursting out of her eyes, "Why do you miss me so much? I... I have always cared about you..."

"Care about me? What you call care is watching me walk step by step towards the abyss, but doing nothing?" Ning Yao pressed on, her eyes full of hatred, "Do you know that the reason why Shen Yu treated me like that was because of you!"