Chapter 2

　　"I must say that my concubine is acting strange today, it turns out she’s just being jealous," Zach chuckled lightly as he rolled over to the bed very easily. 　　I was so scared that I backed away in panic, "What are you doing? Today is the grand ceremony of the Empress, if you don’t go, well..." 　　Before I finished speaking, my lips were blocked by a pair of thin lips, and the rest of the words were naturally swallowed back to my stomach. 　　Our lips and tongue intertwined and his clothes were gone, the moment he rushed in, I subconsciously frowned. 　　"Am I hurting you?" Zach asked in a dumb voice as he leaned on me. 　　I shook my head, but because of his words, I wanted to cry. I felt that I was being hypocritical and pretentious. Afraid that he would see me and figure it out, I simply closed my eyes and put my legs around his waist. 　　Zach’s actions were very rough, it felt like he was ramming through me, and I tried my best to cater to him. 　　As the candle burned out, the passion burned out along with it. 　　"It's cold recently, remember to keep warm," Zach said, gently dropping a kiss on my forehead. He then rolled over and got out of the bed neatly. 　　He never stayed overnight with me, yes, never. 　　An internal supervisor came over to change Zach’s clothes, while Cristin stood in front of the couch holding a bowl of black soup. 　　It’s a soup made of herbs that help avoid pregnancy. 　　I couldn’t pinpoint where I was aching. I half-supported my body by putting one hand on the bed and one hand to cover my chest. 　　I then spoke in a numbed tone, "Emperor, I don’t feel so good today, I don't want to drink this…" 　　Unfortunately, before I finished speaking, Zach stopped me with a look. 　　I obediently picked up the bowl of soup, raised my head and drank it all. 　　He could let any woman in his harem give birth for him, but I couldn’t. 　　Because I didn't look like the dead Princess Lisa. 　　Zach never looked at me again, but coldly commanded to Cristin, "Take care of Concubine Lisa,” and walked away without looking back. 　　His decisive back made me think vaguely that the person who just screamed at me and cared for me was a different person altogether. 　　The huge Showa Palace was calm again. Cristin bent over to help me make the bed, and her expression was full of desire to talk but she stopped herself, and just said, "My lady, it's getting late, you can rest early." 　　I waved to dismiss her, and soon, I was then left alone on my bed. 　　I have been in the palace for seven years. I was the only one who didn’t look like that Princess Lisa at all, but Zach still visits me every day for seven years, so I thought that all the women in the harem were just doubles of that Princess Lisa. Once Zach lost interest in them, they would just get thrown into the Cold Palace, but I have never thought that in Zach’s eyes, I couldn’t even be considered as a substitute. 　　Everyone says that Showa Palace has been prosperous for a long time, but actually, everyone knew that in this palace, Showa Palace was the biggest Cold Palace. 　　I have never been favored, so naturally, I would never be out of favor. 　　But because I was not out of favor, I have become the public enemy of the entire harem. 　　I didn’t expect the new queen would come to find me so soon. At that time, I was walking in the snowy plum garden to find plum blossoms. I was thinking of drying them to make a sachet and putting it next to my pillow. The new queen of Eastern Kingdom, Lucille Su, who was only made queen just yesterday, came into my palace in a sedan chair with eight bearers. 　　I couldn't avoid it, so I bowed my knees and saluted her, "See the Empress." 　　Empress Lucille was proud and didn’t pay attention to me at all, "Are you Elisa Lin of Showa Palace? Why don't you kneel when you see my palace?" 　　Cristin, who has always been disgusted by bullies, spoke, "My lady has a leg disease, and the Emperor allowed her not to..." 　　Before she could finish speaking, a loud pop was heard. 　　"How dare a servant speak while the Empress is speaking?" 　　It was the maid next to Lucille. 　　Without even thinking about it, I slapped her on the face and snapped back at her with the same words, "You’re just a servant, how dare you interrupt us?"