Chapter 12: Sister SAN, Is the Modern World Real

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Chapter 12
She no longer had to waste away in this confined corner of the Imperial Palace, waiting for that supreme man to bestow his favor upon her so she could live more comfortably.

"Consort Zhao had heard from her elder brother since childhood..."

"That the seas beyond are blue, the deserts are endless, and in Suhang, even women can run businesses..."

"Consort Zhao had also heard from her father that the flying snow in the northern regions is as beautiful as a fairyland, but alas, it is not a sight women like us have the chance to witness."

"Oh, we digress. In this lifetime, we sisters cannot even leave the Imperial Palace, how could we dream of seeing what the sea looks like?"

"Hahaha, indeed, it must all be made up."

"Hahaha, yes, all made up..."

They laughed, but their hearts rippled with a pebble of unrest. Each lowered their gaze absentmindedly and left the palace.

The women selected to become consorts in the palace, in what way were they inferior to men?

Skilled in zithers, chess, calligraphy, and painting,

Proficient in poetry, songs, and lyrics!

Even daughters from general families could ride horses, shoot arrows, make fragrances, and embroider in the Suzhou style!

They were in no way lacking!

It was just that this era had clipped their wings, depriving them of the chance to soar.

If you looked closely, you could see in their eyes a longing for the modern world, an unwillingness to accept this male-dominant society.

Consort Zhao sat silently, staring blankly.

Suddenly, her vision blurred. She touched her face—she had been crying.

Perhaps she had thought of modern scenes of men and women embracing and kissing, or of her own fate, or of a feeling buried deep within her heart...

"Sister Sang, is your world real?"

"Can women truly pursue their own happiness...wah wah wah..."

"Gu Sang! How dare you betray me, I shall have you torn limb from limb!" Ever since the livestream ended, Pei Changying had been raging furiously in the palace.

All the palace servants on duty outside trembled in fear for their heads.

Gu Qingrou approached with sorrowful eyes: "Allow me to persuade His Majesty."

Gu Qingrou pushed open the door to the bedchamber, receiving a freshly stewed soup from behind.

"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of this country. The people need you, please take care of your health."

Gu Qingrou carefully avoided the tables and chairs strewn about the messy chamber, evidence of Pei Changying's immense fury.

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Pei Changying glanced at Gu Qingrou, his hatred for that woman growing: "If Gu Sang were half as considerate as you, I would not be angry with her."

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She had never truly relied on him!

"Your Majesty is my husband and my sovereign. I can only rely on my husband."

Gu Qingrou changed the subject: "Your Majesty, do not be angry with my sister. She was likely misguided by others to speak disrespectfully to you. In truth, she cares deeply about Your Majesty."

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