冷宫里，风透进破败的窗户，刮在沈凝霜那张毫无血色的脸上，像小刀子一样割着。她半躺在冰冷的柴床上，嘴里还泛着一股子药味，那药是太医调的，专门让她守口如瓶，让她知难而退。

“沈家女，不过一介贱婢，也敢妄想凤位？”阴冷的声音在她耳边回荡。

沈凝霜猛地睁开眼，入目是昏暗的天花板，她记得，这是冷宫。

她死了吗？

不，身体里还残留着当年被大婚当日，新郎官当众退婚时传来的剧痛。她记得清清楚楚，自己三年前，才被封为冷宫弃妃，从云端跌落谷底，后来更是遭人陷害，被灌下毒药，几乎魂飞魄散。好不容易醒转过来，却发现自己被困在这具同样又瘦又弱的躯壳里。

“呵，死不了。”

沈凝霜扯了扯嘴角，露出一个嘲讽的笑。老天爷让她死，她偏不死。这世道，谁要是说人不行，那就是自己不行。她沈凝霜，当年可是妖女转世，什么大风大浪没见过？不过是掉进个冷宫，而已。

“吱呀——”

柴门被推开，一个身穿粗布麻衣的小宫女端着药碗进来，看见沈凝霜醒了，吓了一跳。

“嫔妃，您醒了？”小宫女小心翼翼地问道。

沈凝霜没理她，眼神锐利如鹰，盯着小宫女手里的药碗。这碗药有问题，她昨晚就闻到了 similarities in the aroma. She closed her eyes, focusing her senses through the senses of this body. The medicine contained something that would dull her mind, erasing her memories and will. She'd planned to investigate further, but she never expected to wake up so soon.

Her gaze dropped to the bowl, and a sneer formed on her lips. "You think I'm stupid?"

The little maid froze, her eyes wide with fear. She hadn't meant to anger the Empress. "I... I just brought the medicine you were told to take."