The First Genocide's Grudge

  "Xiao Xian, present to Her Majesty the Empress the tea we brought from Western Xia!" After they sat down, Mei'er instructed Xiao Xian to serve the tea.

  "Yes! Your Majesty!" The little fairy quickly served Ye Zhi a good cup of tea: "Your Majesty, please have some tea!" With her head bowed and eyebrows lowered, she thought to herself: If it weren't for the Holy Girl telling her, this Empress was extremely ruthless and vicious, she would have been deceived by that gentle smile.

  Recalling what had just happened, Mei'er asked tentatively: "Your Majesty the Empress, who was that palace maid just now..."

  The leaves of the tea cup in her hand seemed to shake slightly, and the smile on her face also stiffened for a moment. However, she quickly recovered her previous smile: "Sister doesn't know, every month there will be one or two palace maids who die like this at the gate of Fengchen Palace, we're already used to it, sister doesn't need to panic!"

  "Does it happen every month or two? Can't you find out the result?" Mei'er blinked her beautiful eyes, very curious.

  Ye Zi's heart skipped a beat as he looked into Mei Er's beautiful eyes, thinking to himself: At this close distance, these eyes really do look alike!

  "Your Ladyship, Holy Maiden is asking you something!" A small Fan beside her hurriedly said in a low voice.

  "Oh!" Ye Ziqing finally came back to her senses, and seemed to sigh helplessly: "Alas! This palace has been like this since Princess Chen left. The maids and slaves in the palace have all gone mad!"

  "Has he gone mad?" Mei'er's beautiful eyes widened even more, her face filled with confusion.

  "The palace is rumored to be haunted by the ghost of Chen Fei's sister, and even I find it hard to believe."

  "Shouldn't the dead be accompanying the true god? How can they still come out and cause trouble?" But in her heart, she cursed, "Damn it, Wu Chen'er is already dead without a whole corpse, yet they're still spitting black water on her. These people are really poisonous!"

  "Hmph! Accompanying the true god, going to hell is still not bad, Yezi's heart is coldly smiling, but still showing a look as if wanting to speak yet stopping, extremely embarrassed."

  On the side, Xiao Fan can be said to understand the master's mind, and immediately replied: "Holy Girl, you are new to the palace and don't know much. This Fengchen Palace used to be where Chen Fei lived. She was a notorious prostitute in our country who plotted against the emperor and was sentenced to death by the emperor. After that, this Fengchen Palace was abandoned. Later on, one after another, many palace maids died tragically here like today, but no clues were found. Therefore, people in the palace are spreading rumors that it's Chen Fei's ghost haunting!"

  "Are you still going to cause trouble even though you're already dead?" Mei'er's hand hanging by her side tightened unconsciously, the fury hidden in her blood almost bursting out. She suddenly had an urge to tear the little Fan in front of her into pieces.

  The hatred that suddenly emanated from Mei'er's entire body was felt by the little fairy standing beside her, who immediately changed the subject and secretly pulled Mei'er: "Holy Maiden, didn't you prepare a gift for the Empress Dowager?"

  Mei'er suddenly woke up with a start, secretly blaming herself for being too impulsive. The well-trained smile reappeared on her absolutely beautiful small face: "Right! Look at me, just chatting and I forgot, Little Fairy, hurry up and bring it over!" She made another effort to suppress all the anger.

  A grudge must be avenged, but not now, she has to learn to endure, and this is just the beginning!

  "Yes!" Xiaoxian secretly let out a sigh of relief, her master had finally controlled his temper.

  Before long, Xiaoxian had presented the so-called gift, and Mei'er lightly opened it to reveal a garment as thin as a cicada's wing, shining with a silver light.

  "Your Majesty, this is the silk produced by the Western Xia silver silkworms. It took 49 days to weave it into fabric. Although it's as thin as a cicada's wing, wearing it will keep you warm in winter and cool in summer!"

  "Silver silk?" Ye Zi Qing's eyes widened in surprise, hastily putting down the tea cup and gently stroking the shimmering garment, her face filled with boundless delight.

  It's indeed warm to the touch, with a soft feeling that makes one feel extremely comfortable, making people eager to experience the feeling of wearing it on their body. It's truly a treasure among humans!

  She also knew that the silver silkworms spit out silk once every ten years, and each time they spit out silk, it can only make half a garment. In other words, it takes twenty years to produce one silver silkworm garment, which is naturally extremely precious for women who love beauty.

  "It's indeed silver silk, so beautiful!" Loving beauty is a woman's nature, and Yezi Qing was no exception. Facing the shining silver clothes, she was delighted, but pretended to be embarrassed: "Sister, you brought such a good gift for sister, sister doesn't know what to say!"

  Mei'er secretly sneered in her heart, but on her face was a smile as before: "Empress, as long as you like it, that's all that matters. The gift is light, but the sentiment is heavy. Before I came, I had held this dress up to the true god and prayed for blessings, sincerely hoping that this rare silver silkworm dress could bring good fortune to Your Majesty!"

  Although she was jealous of Mei'er's beauty, but Mei'er's sincere words moved Yezi deeply, and she tightly grasped Mei'er's hand: "Sister! Thank you!"

  "Your Ladyship is too polite, Mei'er hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming here. Don't worry, Mei'er will pray to the True God for Your Ladyship's well-being three times a day before each meal. With Your Ladyship's kind heart, the True God will surely bless you!" Mei'er clasped her hands together, her face full of devotion, and suddenly felt that she also had a talent for acting, this speech almost moved herself.

  She would pray three times a day, but not for Yezi's blessing, rather to ask the heavens to let her avenge Wu Chen'er earlier!

  "Sister..." Yezi's emotions were moved to the point of almost shedding tears, although it was somewhat fake, but Mei'er's words indeed made her feel a little moved.

  This morning was spent in a conversation between Yezi Qing and Mei'er, who were mutually moved by each other's words of praise, everything seemed so harmonious, without any flaws to be found.

  "Xiao Fan, what do you think of this holy maiden?" Ye Zi Qing asked a nearby maid after leaving the Hong Ye Palace.

  "Your Highness, on the surface, this holy maiden seems innocent and kind, but one cannot judge by appearance. We must observe her for some more time to be certain!" Perhaps having long been accustomed to the intrigue of the palace, Xiao Fan was cautious.

  "That's it!" Xiao Fan's words immediately resonated with Yezi Qing: "Although she looks like she doesn't care, we still need to be careful. However, she is indeed very generous. Such a precious silver cicada garment, which woman wouldn't love it at first sight? She actually gave it up and sent it to me, it seems she put some thought into it!"

  He paused for a moment, then asked: "Xiao Fan, don't you think her eyes look like someone's?"

  Xiao Fan thought for a moment, although he felt somewhat familiar, but for a while, he couldn't think of it, shaking his head: "Although at first glance, it looks a bit familiar, but, this humble servant is foolish and really can't think of who it resembles!"

  Her eyes narrowed, and she sneered: "Just like Wu Chen'er!" Those eyes were too similar; if it weren't for her uncle's confirmation, she would have thought it was Wu Chen'er in disguise.

  "Like Chen Fei?" Upon hearing Master's words, Xiao Fan's face suddenly changed, and only then did he remember that the Western Xia Holy Maiden's eyes were indeed somewhat similar to those of Chen Fei.

  "That's right! When I saw her eyes in the Golden Hall, I almost thought it was Wu Chen'er. However, there are many people who look alike in this world. Wu Chen'er was killed by the Emperor himself and cannot come back to life. It's just that when I see her eyes, I feel disgusted!"

  Who would have believed that someone could change their heart and face and still be alive? Perhaps she will only know the truth on the day of her death.

  "Right, Xiao Fan, where is the Emperor now?" She had to know the whereabouts of that man at all times, and only by holding on tightly would she not lose him.

  Xiao Fan glanced at the sky and replied: "Your Majesty, at this time, the Emperor should have already finished his morning court session. He should be in the Imperial Study reviewing memorials."

  Yezi thought for a moment and still didn't feel at ease: "Xiao Fan, go prepare some pastries that the Emperor loves to eat and send them over. Say they were made personally by me for the Emperor!" She wanted to confirm whether Shang Li Tian was really in the Imperial Study reviewing memorials at this time.

  "Yes! Young lady!"

  Having been by Master's side for so many years, she was already familiar with every move and smile of his.

  In the Hongye Palace, looking at the back of Yezi's departing figure, Mei'er's smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by a thick and terrifying chill: "Little fairy, am I not very useless? Just now I almost couldn't bear to kill her!"

  Even now, Mei'er is still trembling with anger, for the death of Wu Chen'er was not worth it. The hatred that Wu Chen'er left on her body makes her unable to control herself.

  "Saintly girl, Little Fairy knows you've been enduring a lot of hardship, but this kind of endurance, we still have to endure for a long time. Have you forgotten? A thousand times repayment, you haven't even repaid them a little bit now, and just let them die like this. You won't feel avenged, will you?"

  Xiao Xian said as she poured a cup of tea for Mei'er, letting her calm down!

  "What you said, I certainly know, but I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself!" She was usually very calm, but this body wasn't hers, so sometimes it didn't listen to her either.

  Wu Chen'er harbored a deep-seated hatred for Shang Li Tian and Ye Zi Qing, a hatred so intense that she wished she could kill them to satiate her anger. That dense, suffocating resentment always managed to shatter Miao Er's calm demeanor.

  "Saintess, you can definitely do it!" Xiao Xian encouraged Mei'er: "When you really can't control yourself, don't worry, I'm here for you!"

  Xiao Xian's words slowly calmed down Mei'er, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed those angry emotions, also secretly regretting, Mei'er! Where did your calmness go?!

  "Little fairy, tonight, I want to go next door and take a look!" She always felt that this matter was strange, it would happen once or twice a month, and in that year, wouldn't the innocent palace maids who died unjustly be piled up?

  She didn't believe in any ghost stories and secretly made up her mind to investigate.