The Eunuch Has A Wife - Chapter 73

The next day, news came that Consort Bai was accused of impurity and was demoted to the cold palace.

Chu Yingbai’s heart ached, and she overturned the ink on the table. Impurity…

The memories of that night’s entanglement resurfaced, “Yingbai, I need you…”

In the palace, Chief Bai was still trying to persuade the emperor: “Your Majesty, I’ve heard that some women are naturally without the sign of virginity, perhaps Consort Bai is…”

“What do you know? Do I need a reason to depose her? The Bai family needs to be dealt with.” The emperor, recalling the woman who was like a log last night, felt a surge of disgust.

Chief Bai’s eyes darkened, and he said no more.

Later, General Bai attempted to assassinate the emperor in the palace and was killed on the spot. The entire Bai family was executed.

Chu Yingbai looked at the dusky sky and went to find Prime minister Chu: “Father, agree to the emperor’s request, I am willing to enter the palace.”

Prime minister Chu shook his head: “I will not agree.”

Chu Yingbai raised her eyes, tears filling them: “Father, I want to see her, I want to protect her, to accompany her, I’m afraid she will suffer in the cold palace…”

Prime minister Chu looked at his daughter’s tearful face and sighed deeply: “Ah, children are indeed a debt…”

In the cold palace, Bai Hongmo looked at her increasingly prominent belly, despair in her eyes. Just once, and she was pregnant with that beast’s child, how pathetic she was.

Even more pathetic was that the Chu family’s daughter entered the palace and was immediately made empress, showing the emperor’s regard for the Chu family.

At night, Chief Bai brought a food box into the cold palace: “Your Highness, eat a little more, if not for yourself then for the child in your belly. Only by living is there hope. If you give birth to a prince, the future is uncertain…”

Chu Yingbai’s eyes were cold: “But I don’t want to live anymore, she has entered the palace, I don’t want to live anymore…”

“Your Highness, if you don’t hold on, what will happen to the Empress… You must live well, even if it’s just for her.”

“When I entered the palace, they said the Bai family would be safe, but the entire Bai family was executed. They said she wouldn’t enter the palace, but she did. I shouldn’t live…”

When Chu Yingbai arrived at the cold palace, she saw this scene. The once vibrant girl now seemed like a soulless puppet, the person she loved…

“Hongmo, this world is too bitter, let’s leave together.”

Bai Hongmo’s eyes flickered, waving her hand to shoo her away: “Go, I’m not clean anymore, I don’t want to see you…”

“Hongmo, I’m the same as you, don’t reject me, Hongmo…”

Chief Bai shook his head at the Empress, and the door was closed again.

Bai Hongmo walked to the table and wrote six characters: Protect my child.

She still couldn’t bear to part, couldn’t bear this world, couldn’t bear her Yingbai…

Chu Yingbai didn’t expect that visit to the cold palace would be their last meeting. When she next stepped into the cold palace, it was a house burnt to charcoal, and a baby hidden with the old concubine.

The old concubine took out a piece of paper, familiar handwriting, it was Hongmo’s handwriting. This was the little princess Hongmo gave birth to.

That person had a heart so cruel, leaving without a care, yet forcing her to remain in this world.

From then on, Chu Yingbai lived like a soulless puppet, just like the former Consort Bai. She also had a child, a prince, who was named crown prince at birth.

But as her son grew, he resembled the emperor more and more, both in appearance and character.

In the palace, she could still suppress the crown prince’s nature, but once he left the palace to establish his own residence, he completely followed the emperor’s ways, including his disgraceful behavior, treating women as playthings and trampling on others’ lives at will.

She occasionally caught a distant glimpse of Hongmo’s child, who looked very much like Hongmo, in character and in every way.

Later, Chief Bai came to her, saying there was a chance for Hongmo’s child to leave the palace.

Chu Yingbai did not hesitate and issued an edict for marriage, not expecting that Chief Bai’s plans also involved the crown prince.

She looked at her son, the very image of the emperor in his youth. Heaven’s misdeeds can be forgiven, but one’s own misdeeds are inexcusable.

Many evil fruits are sown by oneself, and one must always pay the price for their actions.

Two days before going to the Great Xiangguo Temple to pray for the crown prince, Chief Bai handed Chu Yingbai a piece of paper, familiar handwriting, just like years ago.

Qing Stone Temple.

Chu Yingbai went up the mountain alone, her heart surprisingly calm, until she stepped through the door, then her heart began to stir.

It was unease, she was so afraid it was a dream, so afraid it was all for naught.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the wardrobe, and the door was pushed open from the inside.

She stared fixedly at the person who walked out of the wardrobe, as if transported back many years…

The girl walked over with a smile like a flower, her eyes lively as a clear spring: “Hongmo greets sister Yingbai.”

Tears rolled down Chu Yingbai’s eyes: “Hongmo… is it really you?”

The woman before her tried to smile, but couldn’t catch up with the speed of her falling tears.

It was the person she had longed for in her soul, tears streaming down, their expressions as one, smiling through tears.

Chu Yingbai stepped forward, and Bai Hongmo opened her arms, the two embracing tightly.

At the moment of reunion, there was no need to think, no need to speak, just hold the person before you, just hold them tight, and never let go.

“Yingbai, can you help me this time?”

“Hongmo, you should know, I could never refuse you.”

Chu Yingbai always thought her heart was cold, like when she insisted on entering the palace despite her father’s dissuade, like when the crown prince was convicted, she did not plead for him, like when she cooperated with Bai Hongmo to deal with the eldest prince.

And like now, using a quilt to smother the emperor’s face, she had wanted to do this for a long time, since the day she learned Hongmo was summoned to the palace.

Later, everything developed in the direction they hoped, blaming the emperor’s death on Bai Shu, with Zhou □ sitting on the throne.

She and Bai Hongmo moved to the retreat palace together.

In the retreat palace.

Chu Yingbai clung to Bai Hongmo’s arm.

If Hongmo went to the study, she followed to the study, if Hongmo sat down, she sat down, if Hongmo stood, she stood, not wanting to be apart for a moment.

“Yingbai, I will always be with you, let go, I need to pour wine.” Bai Hongmo shook her arm with a mix of helplessness and indulgence, where was the calm and restrained person from before.

Chu Yingbai did not let go, murmuring: “That night, you said the same thing.”

But when she woke the next day, there was no trace of her, she was so afraid that everything before her was like years ago, waking up to find nothing.

Bai Hongmo’s breath hitched, that night…

She slowly filled the wine cup and drank it in one go.

She looked down at Chu Yingbai, her eyes full of longing.

Yingbai, do you know that every day apart from you felt like a year, so long that she often thought she wouldn’t make it, wouldn’t make it to the day of reunion.

Soon, the jug of wine was empty, Bai Hongmo reached to refill it, but her hand was held.

Chu Yingbai looked up at her, her eyes slightly red: “Hongmo, you didn’t drink before.”

All these years, it wasn’t just her who suffered from longing, how did this person endure, was it by drinking cup after cup like this?

Bai Hongmo smiled: “I didn’t know before, but wine tastes so good.” Drinking more could temporarily forget those sorrows, and over time, she developed a habit of drinking.

Chu Yingbai turned her head away, her eyes slightly moist: “Drinking too much is bad for your health.”

Bai Hongmo’s heart softened, seeing her tears, she quickly reached out to hold her, softly coaxing: “Be good, don’t cry, I won’t drink anymore, don’t cry, okay…”

As the New Year approached, Bai Zhi and Wei Ziwan got married, and the two children came to the retreat palace to serve tea the day after their wedding.

Chu Yingbai looked at them, a trace of envy and longing in her eyes. It seemed she and Hongmo never had such a moment, the only night they had was spent in a daze.

She looked at Bai Hongmo, the words in her heart, but unable to speak.

Even after all these years, she still seemed like the dignified and reserved daughter of the prime minister, some things always too shy to speak of.

Bai Hongmo looked at her, holding her hand, silently smiling, as if to soothe her emotions.

Chu Yingbai turned her head away, this person did not know what was in her heart…

On New Year’s Eve, everyone stayed up in the palace to welcome the new year, but at night, Bai Hongmo changed her mind.

“Yingbai, I’m tired, let’s go back.”

Chu Yingbai nodded, although she really wanted to spend this meaningful night together, she couldn’t ignore the person before her.

Late at night, the person beside her suddenly turned over, pressing down on her.

Chu Yingbai’s heart was in disarray, her voice also losing its steadiness: “Hongmo?”

Bai Hongmo whispered in her ear, just like years ago, her tone full of temptation: “Sister, such a beautiful night, how can we waste it…”

So she knew what was in my heart…

“The End”