No matter what, although Douhua'er saved her life, it was still a very simple thing for her to die a concubine.

It was Aunt Ling from Shangyi Bureau who risked her life to rescue her. If it weren’t for the kindness of the great righteousness of Queen Yi’an Zhang Yan, Douhua would have been unable to escape the fate of death after all.

If it were someone else, even if Ling Fei rescued Douhua'er, Zhang Yan would still kill Douhua because she didn't want to have a conflict with Queen Zhou. But Zhang Yan didn't do this. She protected Douhua, and even though she knew that Ling Fei was a fake imperial edict, she still chose to be tolerant.

As a person at the peak of power, it is extremely rare to be able to maintain his original intention and have such a mind.

"Douhuaer, run, run! If you leave the capital, you can no longer tolerate it. If Concubine Miao knew that you were still alive, you would have implicated many people." Sanxi looked frightened.

Wangcai nodded and said, "Yes, Douhua, Aunt Ling saved you, she said she would let you go north and go to the prince, tell your prince about your grievances, and ask your prince to avenge you."

Douhua'er was confused for a moment. She didn't understand that she had been cautious all her life and never dared to offend anyone. Why did fate always tease her like this? Where did she go north and where would she go to find the prince.

Wangcai gave her the answer: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is in Liaodong, you go there to find him. Or, or..."

Speaking of this, Wangcai and Sanxi looked at each other, and Sanxi was silent. Wangcai grabbed Douhua'er's shoulder: "Or, if you don't want to live such a life, just leave. You can do whatever you want, just stop going back to the capital. Don't go to your highness, just find a place, find a good family to marry, and live a simple life."

Although Wangcai didn't want to say this, he always felt a little sorry for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to say this. But looking at the lonely, helpless and pitiful Douhuaer, he finally said it.

Stay away from the power struggle and live a life in silence. Perhaps, this is the greatest happiness in life. Under this magnificent Forbidden City, there are actually more than so many unjust souls buried and so much loneliness.

The people outside tried their best to go in. They wanted to ascend to the sky in one step, and enjoy endless wealth and glory in the Forbidden City. The people inside tried their best to go out. The deep palace was lonely, and they were intrigue and pursued power. Although the outside world was hard, they were so free and unrestrained.

Sanxi and Wangcai dare not delay too much. They must return to the palace as soon as possible to avoid suspicion. It was getting late, and the two looked at each other and nodded together: "Douhuaer, we are leaving, take care of you."

Yiyi was reluctant to leave, Wangcai and Sanxi turned around step by step, looking at Douhuaer who was still numb and numb. After all, the two of them were cruel and hurried back to the palace.

Zhongcui Palace was still under martial law, and Wangcai and Sanxi were immediately isolated after they returned. All the palace ladies in Zhongcui Palace were not allowed to leave without permission. Outside Zhongcui Palace were guards who were facing a great enemy. Each guard had a towel wrapped in his mouth and nose.

Under the command of the imperial physician, several small eunuchs carried lime powder in and out of Zhongcui Palace, sprinkling lime powder all over every corner. The imperial physicians had already known that lime had the effect of disinfection.

It took me a long time to recover from the bean flower. The yin energy in the poplar forest was filled with tremendous air, and even the leaves blown by the cold wind made terrifying sounds, as if they were crying and confiding with countless unjust souls buried here.

But Douhua'er was not afraid. She had died once. To be precise, it was someone who had died several times. Fate has been torturing this young body, so what else is there to be scary about her?

In fact, she is about the same age as Zhu Cilang, but the torture of fate has made her psychologically mature and many of her peers. Douhua'er no longer blames others, and it is useless to blame others.

She wants to survive, no matter what, she must live. She can live even if her parents die, and she can live now.

She stumbled alone, and her clothes were already dirty. But when anyone saw it, she knew that she had slipped out of the palace. This outfit was very easy to attract people's attention when walking on the street.

So she took advantage of the night to dare to come out quietly. She only had some small amount of scattered silver on her body, and the most important thing now is to leave the city as soon as possible.

An ordinary people's home, dilapidated houses, and various messy items are piled up outside the house. Life is difficult, and these poor people have no time or mind to take care of the trivialities and hygiene in life. Every day when they open their eyes, they think about how to make money and how to support their families.

Therefore, their residences are often very messy, so messy that everything is placed in disorderly manner. For them, life is something that should be treated casually.

If they have enough food and endless money to spend, I believe that not many people will turn their homes into pig nests. But they must work hard and run hard all their lives for a living. Life is not for them to enjoy, but for them to be unable to explain themselves. Many people blame them for living and tired living.

No matter what, it is better to live. Only by living can you truly feel the world. Feel the flowers in this world bloom and fall, and the sun rises and the moon rises.

Douhua'er was in a state of regret. She just wanted to survive. If she wanted to survive, what she needed most now was a piece of clothing.

The clothes in the palace were not swaying, and Douhua'er's target finally aimed at a few pieces of coarse cloth clothes hanging outside, hanging on a hemp rope.

Perhaps the owner was also busy with his livelihood, or perhaps he forgot to dry the clothes outside. In short, this coarse cloth clothes hanging on the hemp rope have become Douhuaer's current target.

When she walked out of the same broken fence of this family, Douhua'er was a thief. She held the coarse cloth clothes in her hand, looked around and disappeared into the darkness.

Perhaps the owner of the clothes never dreamed that someone would steal such ragged clothes. Douhuaer was a thief, and she was inevitably a little guilty when she became a thief for the first time. So Douhuaer, who became a thief, put a ingot of broken silver at the door of the family. This ingot of broken silver was enough to buy three such clothes.

In the darkness in the corner of no one, Douhuaer quickly changed into this coarse cloth dress. However, the original owner of this dress was also petite, and it was still a little wider when worn on Douhuaer.

When Douhua'er passed by the blacksmith shop, she walked away with a pair of scissors hanging on the wall. This time she did not give her money, but put the scissors in her arms with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!