The Princess Wei Yang

3.A simple Meal

Right now it was February 12 in the 31st year of the Yong Ming Empire. In other words, she had traveled back to 23 years ago. This year she was 13 years old.

For the entire night, Li Wei Yang was tortured by the memories of her “previous lifetime”. She hated that she couldn’t cry out loud because the chamber was too small. A tiny noise could be heard by someone else so she had to hold in the powerful sobs. She was terrified that if she closed her eyes, she would revert back to the crippled person who was abandoned in the Cold Palace. She was afraid to hear the Li’s name. Except when she thought of the two people she hated most in this world was living comfortably at the the Capital, she was angry she couldn’t use a sword to slash them a million times over. . .

After crying until the tears have dried up and all the turbulent emotions have been expressed, she gradually calmed down. Li Wei Yang lifted her head and looked through the window at the night’s sky. Her eyes turned dark and bleak.

When she was alive before, she had believed what matters was to do your part right and know where you stand, to put your best efforts into everything and you will naturally receive good karma in the end. But who would’ve thought that those things were unrealistic and illusive. She had traded her compassion and kindness in return for a terrifying betrayal and heartache.

Her father was heartless, her husband was bitter and resentful, and even that person whom she thought of as her good sister. . .Even though she couldn’t be compared to Li Zhang Le’s beauty, but she had been faithful and loyal to Tuo Ba Zhen. For him, she had ignored the line between life and death. Had it not been for her, Tuo Ba Zhen would have died long ago. He wouldn’t have the chance to become the Emperor. Yet she has become the trash that has been discarded into the Cold Palace.

Heaven has granted her a chance for rebirth. Li Wei Yang inhaled deeply, her gaze was determined. There were no reasons to be mercy towards those people. Someday, this debt they owe her, she will ask for it back from each and every single one of them!

The night began to disappear. A day had passed by. In a blink of an eye, a new day had begun.

Mrs. Ma was hesitant.

She didn’t know if she should wake up Li Wei Yang. The rooster was about to make the morning call, but if Li Wei Yang continued to sleep, she was going to get a scolding from Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Ma contemplated then reluctantly stepped into the bedchamber, but she soon discovered that it was empty. There was not a single soul. She panicked.

Where was Wei Yang? Looking at how clean the room was, she was surprised.

In the kitchen, Li Wei Yang paced back and forth. She had finished warming up the soy milk, poured steaming congee into everyone’s bowl, carefully prepared the pickled cucumber on a separate plate and finally, placed the pot of congee onto the table.

Upon seeing Mrs. Ma’s stunned expression as she entered the kitchen, Wei Yang smiled. “Lian Zi jie, I have already prepared the meal.”

Mrs. Ma’s maiden name was Lian Zi, but Wei Yang had never addressed her name with such affection before. Until now, she had always been scared and nervous, like she was about to burst out crying anytime.

Of course Li Wei Yang knew what the other person was thinking. Before she was 7 years old, there had been maids and servants to help with her daily routine. Then suddenly she was sent off to the countryside to survive on her own, naturally it would be hard to endure. Especially in the latter half of the year when Mrs. Liu couldn’t get her hands on the living expense, she had become more abusive and mean. Consequently Wei Yang became even more terrified and nervous, like a deer caught in headlights.