Chapter 11: Vividly Alive

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Wang Ling didn’t know how long she had been kneeling there all alone. Her legs were numb from the cold; she could barely stand. Crawling on the ground, she struggled for a long time before trembling to her feet.

Shen Quanyi had just come onto the covered corridor when she saw this pitiful sight. She took off her cloak and draped it, still warm from her body, over Wang Ling’s shoulders. Wang Ling looked up at Shen Quanyi, incredulous. “You… well, thank you. I didn’t expect you to help me.”

“It’s not about helping or not,” Shen Quanyi said lightly. “The Consort is the favored one; everyone has to give way to her to some extent. This is all I can do.”

She sighed softly. Wang Ling was riding high on her recent success, forgetting to keep a low profile.

Gu Tan’s torment was meant to assert her own authority. She wouldn’t allow anyone to challenge her standing.

“But this punishment is unreasonable. No one should be made to kneel in the freezing snow like this. Especially now that the Crown Princess values you so highly, such arbitrary punishment also offends her.”

Shen Quanyi’s face was full of helplessness. She grasped Wang Ling’s hands, chilled to the bone. Wang Ling shivered under her gaze and averted her eyes uneasily. “Women are more sensitive to the cold in winter; you must take care of yourself. You’re favored now—kneeling in the snow this long could harm your chance of bearing children.”

Wang Ling instinctively clutched her belly. A few days ago, Zuo Li had hinted, both overtly and covertly, that if she became pregnant, he would ensure she could keep the child.

Fear welled up inside her. She pushed away Shen Quanyi’s hand and struggled toward Zuo Li’s residence to plead her case and seek his support.

Shen Quanyi didn’t follow, only watching Wang Ling’s retreating figure calmly.

“If you go now, what can you do? When the Crown Princess finds out, it will only cause trouble. This small punishment is nothing—at most, they’ll soothe you a bit. Don’t fret over it too much.”

Wang Ling hesitated, then shivered as she turned back, frowning at Shen Quanyi. Her voice was cold. “What do you intend to do? Is there a better way?”

“Of course.”

Shen Quanyi smiled, then suddenly extended her foot and tripped Wang Ling. Already struggling to walk, Wang Ling lost her balance and began to fall forward.

Shen Quanyi stood opposite her, stepping slightly aside just as Wang Ling stumbled, causing her to fall heavily onto the snow-covered ground. Though the snow was thick, the impact still hurt.

Wang Ling cried out in pain, utterly humiliated—her hair disheveled, clothes stained with dirt, her face a blotchy mess, both terrifying and pitiful to behold.

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A sharp sting shot through her knee. She covered it with her hand, only to find the palm sticky—blood was seeping through. Unable to bear it any longer, Wang Ling broke down crying.

Leaning close, Shen Quanyi whispered into her ear, “Remember this pain. You know what must be done next.”

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