When the Empress died, she was buried and sealed in a tomb, and as she requested no servants were sacrificed and sealed in with her. Her kindness, intelligence and bravery became known, and from then on every family in Huai\'an City burned candles for her at night. The Emperor Arthur Mu stood on the high palace wall and looked at the bright lights of his city. That day, when he arrived, Elizabeth had lain dead in a pool of blood. When she was found, she had bled all over the ground, and the main hall of the whole bedroom was red. Arthur Mu learned that the food in Princess Barbara\'s bedroom had been poisoned that day. Her maidservant, Ermengarde Qiu brought a book to him. Gently, he opened it. He wept at the sight of Elizabeth’s beautiful handwriting. After a deep breath, Arthur Mu read out the content of the book. \"I never thought that I would meet him again one day. I always had him in my heart. This is why I have kept my hair rather than shave it. How
A single red candle flickered in the brocade tent. The voices outside seemed lonely in the dark night. Elizabeth Mo sat on the couch. On her face was red makeup. She took the red handkerchief off her head. It’s nearly midnight. Maybe he’s not coming after all. Duke Arthur Mu loved his wife, the Duchess. The woman had been ill for a long time, and could not even get out of bed. I’m just his plaything, Elizabeth thought, and a bitter smile spread across her face. The red candle had nearly been burned out. The meager light illuminated her face. Just as she was about to take off her make-up, a loud commotion broke the silence outside. Someone burst through the door. \"Miss, Miss, come quickly!\" It was her maid, Camille Ah. In a trembling voice, she implored Elizabeth, \"Miss, please come to the front hall! The master and his wife have been arrested for treason!\" Treason? Her father, a lowly minister, had always been loyal to the Emp
Behind her, her family begged for mercy and cried for help. Her parents were old. A few days ago, her father had told her that he was looking forward to his retirement. In another year, their family would have been able to return home. Her younger brother was just seven years old. He was most certainly innocent of all this. Elizabeth finally bent down and knocked heavily on the cold ground. \"Please, Duke, please spare my family.\" Arthur Mu dropped his eyes slightly and looked at her in front of him. His tall body stood still. \"Haven’t you eaten? Why can\'t I hear you kowtow? \" Elizabeth increased her pace and let her forehead touch the ground as she kowtowed. \"I beg the Duke to spare my family.\" \"Do it again!\" \"I beg the Duke to spare my family!\" \"Again!\" Elizabeth knew that Arthur Mu just wanted to torture her. Behind her, everyone else was begging for mercy. She suddenly clenched h
Duke Arthur Mu once ordered people to plant 300 cold plum trees in this huge garden. Since then, it’s been known as the Plum Garden. In the mid-winter season, a hundred flowers would blossom, and the fragrance would float in the air surrounding the garden. It was known all over the kingdom that the Duchess loved winter plums. Only Elizabeth knew that the Duke’s wife neither knew about winter plums, nor cared about them. A weak voice called out. \"Is my sister here?\" Elizabeth just stepped into the plum garden, and a soft voice rang out in the room. She went in through the maid\'s door. The floor was warm. The Duchess was admired by thousands of people. She was sitting on the couch, sipping tea from a cup, her little finger raised daintily. Her face was exactly the same as that of Elizabeth. But Elizabeth\'s smudged red makeup, messy long hair and bloody clothes contrasted with Duchess’s calm and clean appearance. Elizabeth stared at her.
\"You\'ve taken everything from me. Now I just ask you to spare Camille.\" Elizabeth stabbed her own face. She shivered in pain. Jessica couldn\'t believe it. She looked at Elizabeth lying on the ground. Why does this woman have such decisive courage? Even after having lost so much, she still had her wits about her. Throwing away the silver hairpin, Elizabeth raised her head and looked directly at Jessica Mo\'s eyes. \"Now, can you rest assured? Even if Arthur Mu finds out, with my scarred face, he would never look at me again.\" Before Jessica could react, the door suddenly opened. The cool air poured in, and with it, Arthur strode in. Seeing this scene, Arthur frowned slightly. \"What\'s the matter?\" \"Lord Duke!\" Jessica Mo, who reacted first, rushed into Arthur\'s arms. Before he’d had a chance to say a word, her tears had already streamed onto him. \"Why are you so alarmed? Don\'t be afraid, I’m here.\" Arthur Mu s
With the servants and maids trembling, Arthur Mu dragged Elizabeth all the way into the remote West courtyard of the palace. Though the ceremony had been canceled, the tent remained. He kicked the door open, lifted her up and threw her on the bed. \"Please,\" Elizabeth pleaded. But Arthur Mu\'s eyes were cold. Then he grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her to himself. She bit her lips to stop herself from saying anything, afraid it might provoke him further. Also, the wound on her face was deep, and every time she spoke it bled even more. \"Elizabeth, haven\'t you always dreamed to be the Duke’s woman? I will make you happy today.” This woman. She was a devious, manipulative woman, but she always pretended to be as clear as a lotus. Unable to stop herself, she lashed out. \"The Duke is disgusted with me, why force himself?\" The blood had coagulated on her cheek, but talking ripped it open. Elizabeth was so upset, she barely noticed the pain.
\"Miss, let me do the rough work.\" In the noisy kitchen, Camille was crying as she chopped vegetables. \"What are you crying for? I\'m fine, aren\'t I?\" Elizabeth spoke as gently as she could, and managed a weak smile on her face. She wasn’t much of a cook, so she had to support her maid who was doing the actual cooking. Her mistress had gone through so much yesterday, and had finally passed out on the bed. But the lady of the house had asked for her sister’s cooking. Elizabeth had to force herself to get up, and drag her body to the kitchen. \"But, miss...\" The old woman, who was ordered to watch them, interrupted. \"What are you waiting for? Are you really going to let Duchess and Mr. Duke wait?\" Elizabeth walked out of the kitchen with an iron bucket. \"I\'m going to fetch water and wash the dishes.\" Although the snow had stopped, the wind blew fiercely, piercing the air with its whistling. It hurt her face. Elizabeth was very thin
As Arthur Mu got up with Jessica Mo in his arms, he kicked over the mahogany table in front of him. The exquisite dishes that Camille and herself had made for two hours all fell off the table and littered the floor. Camille Ah was so scared that she knelt down on the ground immediately. Elizabeth looks at Arthur Mu, who was now slowly walking towards her. Her face was pale and she can\'t believe it. \"I don’t understand, how…I didn\'t do anything, I didn\'t...\" \"You have the nerve to try and poison us?\" Arthur Mu stood in front of Elizabeth, raised his arm, slapped her cheek. The crisp sound reverberated across the hall, followed by the sound of Elizabeth falling to the ground. The wound on her cheek, which had started healing, began bleeding again. \"I didn\'t, I really didn\'t...\" Even if she couldn\'t get up, even if her cheek was stained with blood, Elizabeth still rubbed her body and climbed to Arthur Mu\'s feet. She reac