Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Chapter 1: The Prince's Tragic Demise
Prince Trevor died suddenly, found lifeless on the bed of a beautiful concubine, Lillian.
The Empress Dowager was furious, slamming the table, "All concubines shall be buried with him!"
Fortunately, I was merely a maidservant.
Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, someone pushed me forward, "Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
The Empress Dowager didn't even spare me a glance, her voice cold, "Kill her."
Before I could utter a word in my defense, the blade of the guard beside the Empress Dowager slashed across my throat.
I died.
But when I opened my eyes, I was alive again.
...
I opened my eyes once more.
"A scandal of epic proportions, Prince Trevor died from excessive indulgence."
"Shut up, mind your tongue, or you'll lose it."
People crowded around, pushing and shoving. I didn't know how many times I was stepped on before everyone suddenly knelt down.
-The Empress Dowager had arrived!
The first thing she did was execute the renowned courtesan. Prince Trevor had died while entangled with her.
The second thing she did was summon all the women in Prince Trevor's residence, including the maids and servants.
The ten or so concubines who were usually favored by the Prince were the first to be called. They were dressed in thin, gauzy clothes, their figures graceful, but their faces were pale, trembling like leaves in the wind.
The Empress Dowager's face was cold, her eyes sharp, her voice as chilling as the early spring frost, "Since you were the women favored by the Prince... naturally, in life, you belonged to him, and in death, you shall be his ghosts. It is your honor to be buried with my son. In the afterlife, you will continue to serve him."
"Is everyone here? Begin."
The once vibrant concubines instantly lost their color, like flowers battered by a storm.
"Your Majesty, spare us!"
Their pleas for mercy echoed as they kowtowed, their foreheads bleeding, but they didn't care.
However, the Empress Dowager remained unmoved, making a gesture for "kill," and the guards drew their swords and stepped forward...
"Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
This time, I saw clearly. It was Nicole, who usually had the best relationship with me, who pushed me forward, causing me to fall to the ground in a disgraceful manner.
I shuddered all over, and before the Empress Dowager could speak, I hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I am still a virgin."
"His Highness's status is noble, I dare not dream of him. I beg Your Majesty to see clearly!"
I knelt properly, performing a deep kowtow to the Empress Dowager with a loud thud.
The Empress Dowager finally looked at me, but it was with the gaze one would give an ant, "You do have some beauty."
Suddenly, she sneered coldly and turned to the side, "Rhonda, you go check personally."
"Yes, Your Majesty, this humble servant obeys."
I was roughly dragged into the inner chamber, and Rhonda yanked down my pants, her two fingers probing sharply...
"Hiss-"
The sharp pain hit, blood flowed out, followed by tears of humiliation.
I bore it!
Losing my virginity was better than having my throat slit.
Rhonda wiped the blood off her fingers with a handkerchief, gave me a disgusted look, and took the blood-stained handkerchief to report back.
I trembled as I came out of the inner chamber, the Empress Dowager glanced at me sideways, "You were trusted enough to serve in the Prince's private study, so you must have gained the Prince's trust."
"He will need someone to serve him with pen and ink in the afterlife. You shall continue to serve him in the afterlife."
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My confusion and shock were drowned in the excruciating pain of my throat being slit once again, and I died once more.
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