Cutting Family Ties in a Famine Year! I Eat Meat at Every Meal and Make My Wicked Grandparents Cry with Rage
Chapter 587

Spend the Rest of Your Life in the Cold Palace

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Zhou Wanwan looked at the dragon with curiosity. How should I put it?

She's really ugly!

It was a black snake, but it still had two horns on its head.

Zhou Wanwan looked at the dragon and was greatly disappointed; movies and TV shows really are deceiving people.

She thought this dragon would be like the ones in movies and TV shows, with a dragon's head and a snake's body, majestic and awe-inspiring.

She clicked her tongue twice, and the dragon looked up at her and said, "Where did this little girl come from? You've got some nerve, daring to trespass into the palace. Aren't you afraid I'll eat you?"

Zhou Wanwan rolled her eyes and said, "Sigh! I'm just quite disappointed. I didn't expect the dragon to grow up to look like you, like you're underdeveloped."

Enraged, the dragon roared, "Who are you calling underdeveloped? Can't you speak properly?"

Zhou Wanwan coughed and said, "It's nothing, I'm just curious, do all you dragons look like this?"

The dragon roared, "Of course not! The spiritual energy in this world is so thin right now, otherwise how could I have become like this!"

Zhou Wanwan said "Oh," and then added, "I understand, so that's how it is. Uncle Scholar Tree, let's go!"

The dragon snorted coldly and said, "You think you can just leave now? No way! Unless you bring out some food."

Zhou Wanwan looked at the dragon and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The dragon coughed and said, "Give me anything, I'm starving."

Zhou Wanwan was speechless. "You're pretty powerful in this palace, right? Can't you even get a bite to eat?"

The dragon sneered:

"Ignorance is bliss. I'm just a lowly karami in this palace, with no real status. The real masters are all hiding in the shadows."

Besides, spiritual energy is sealed in the palace; I can't use it freely."

Zhou Wanwan looked at him and said, "But you guys didn't fight very hard yesterday?"

The dragon curled its lip and said:

"That's hand-to-hand combat, it's about who's tougher. If we're talking about hand-to-hand combat, we're evenly matched."

But what I find strange is that the Old Scholar Tree can actually use spiritual power; I just can't figure it out."

Zhou Wanwan took out a basket of grapes, a pot of wine, and a few dishes.

The dragon's eyes lit up, and it sat down on the ground and began to eat.

Imperial Braised Bear Paw, Imperial Crystal Fish Slices, Bird's Nest Stuffed Shark Fin, Jade Sauce Steamed Venison, Agarwood Eight Treasures Braised Poultry.

Honey-glazed silver-scaled fish chunks, crispy fried Linglong mushrooms, braised rabbit legs with golden threads, imperial lotus seed soup with tofu, Furong- scented scallops and hydrangea balls, amber-beeswaxed lotus seeds...

"Waaaah... The food in the Imperial Kitchen is so delicious! This is the first time I've ever eaten anything like it. How did you guys even get into the Imperial Kitchen?"

"That old witch is fierce, aren't you afraid?" The dragon ate with its mouth full of oil.

Zhou Wanwan looked at the Old Scholar Tree and said, "Old witch?"

The Old Scholar Tree chuckled and said, "He's talking about the head of the Imperial Kitchen; he's skilled in martial arts, but his temper isn't very good."

Zhou Wanwan thought for a moment and said:

Oh! You mean that blind old woman?

My mother-in-law is a very kind person, not fierce at all, and every time I go to the Imperial Kitchen, she cooks delicious food for me.

The dragon rolled its eyes and said:

"You think she's good? Hahaha! She's horribly fierce; I've been to the Imperial Kitchen several times."

As soon as I walked in, she caught me, and every time I got beaten up, my face was bruised and swollen.

Anyway, Zhou Wanwan thought the blind old woman was quite nice. The dragon, having eaten and drunk its fill, looked at Zhou Wanwan and said, "Thank you! Little girl, wait for me here. I can't eat your food for nothing!"

Then they saw the dragon sneakily return to the well. After a while, he came out with a golden hairpin and said, "Here, take this as payment. It was given to me by the concubines in the Cold Palace. They traded it with me."

Zhou Wanwan looked at the hairpin and put it into her bag.

She wandered around the Cold Palace, which not only had many houses but also a lot of land, overgrown with weeds everywhere.

Looking at these tunnels, Zhou Wanwan exclaimed, "Oh dear, isn't this a waste? This place should be used to grow fruits and vegetables. This emperor really doesn't know how to manage money!"

The Old Scholar Tree looked at these tunnels:

"Absolutely, it's such a waste, and the concubines living here are pitiful too."

If we could unite and do some farming, growing flowers, and raising chickens here, that would be better than anything else.

"What's the point of living like this if I keep feeling sorry for myself every day?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded and said, "Yes, losing everything for a man, I just don't think it's worth it."

But the concubines didn't think that way. Zhou Wanwan took a walk around and found that there were at least several hundred concubines in the Cold Palace.

Including the servants, there must be at least 1,000 people!

How do these people survive?

As Zhou Wanwan was thinking, she saw Eunuch Hai rush in from outside and say:

"Wanwan! You've gotten yourself into big trouble! Noble Consort Ning is going to arrest you, you'd better run!"

I knew several guards who escaped through the back gate of the Cold Palace.

Zhou Wanwan quickly shook her head and said:

"I won't run away. I finally got into the palace, how can I run away?"

"Eunuch Hai, let's go see what happened."

As soon as Zhou Wanwan entered Noble Consort Ning's palace, she saw Princess Jianing crying her eyes out, "Mother, she actually forced me to eat... to eat excrement, waaaah... I don't want to live anymore."

Zhou Wanwan frowned at her and said, "Princess Jianing, what nonsense are you spouting? I've been outside the whole time."

Princess Jianing pointed at her and said, "Stop pretending! You've got some nerve! I'm going to kill you!"

Zhou Wanwan sneered, "Kill me? What right do you have to kill me? I haven't done anything wrong, and you're just yelling at me to kill you."

Noble Consort Ning roared, "Guards, drag her away and beat her to death!"

Zhou Wanwan was quickly dragged away, and it looked like the paddle was about to hit her.

Suddenly, Noble Consort Ning let out a bloodcurdling scream, "It hurts! It hurts so much! What was that thing?"

She was dragged into the inner sanctum, and then there were crackling sounds; no one knew what had happened.

Noble Consort Ning screamed repeatedly, "Ah! I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't hit Zhou Wanwan, please don't hit Zhou Wanwan!"

Those people quickly released Zhou Wanwan, Noble Consort Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief. Clutching her buttocks, tears streaming down her face, she cried out, "Zhou Wanwan, you vixen! Throw her into the Cold Palace and let her fend for herself!"

Noble Consort Ning hadn't expected a child to be so difficult to deal with; someone must be secretly protecting the child.

Princess Jianing looked at Zhou Wanwan and said:

"Serves them right. A family that's fallen on hard times, they think they can establish themselves in the capital. They're really overestimating themselves."

Just wait! Your takeout business will be shut down, and all your shops will have to close down.

Zhou Wanwan's lips curled slightly as she looked at her and said, "It seems you really don't learn your lesson."

Commandery Princess Jianing scoffed coldly, "You'll stay in the Cold Palace for the rest of your life, and don't even think about coming out."

What kind of place is the Cold Palace?

Who wouldn't go crazy if they were sent to the Cold Palace? In addition, Commandery Princess Jianing has already instructed the people in the palace to "treat" Zhou Wanwan well, so you can imagine what her days ahead will be like.

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