Young Liang Zhu
"Cui'er,
How long have we known each other? "
Cui'er's hand that was holding the comb paused, and a look of reminiscence appeared in her eyes.
After a moment, she said softly, "This servant has been with Niang Niang for eighteen years."
"That's right." She sighed.
Siyang shook her head and chuckled, "I still remember that year, I followed him out of the Prime Minister's residence with nothing, left my parents, and came to the cold cave in Wujiapo to settle down."
"Niang Niang?" Cui'er heard some clues.
She frowned.
However, Siyang was unmoved. She held the wooden hairpin, and the bitter smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, "I used to think that,
I didn't want to be rich.
I wanted to be well-matched.
I only needed a sincere and motivated heart. As long as it was what I liked, it was the best. "
"Eighteen years.
I went from being the daughter of the Prime Minister's residence who didn't do any household chores.
I was reduced to poverty and could only shelter from the wind and rain in the cold cave.
I couldn't eat enough, and my clothes couldn't cover my body … "
"… I don't think these are bitter."
Wang Baochuan was willing to wait. She didn't feel bitter.
Because there was someone she was always worried about.
No matter how much bitterness there was, she would swallow it and not reveal a single bit.
"But …" Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She closed her eyes, and clear tears dripped down.
Sadness pervaded her body.
Siyang raised her head to make herself look stronger, but her voice couldn't help but tremble.
"I didn't expect that after eighteen years, he was on the other side with a beautiful wife in his arms and children at his knees. How could he remember me, Wang Baochuan?"
"Your servant understands all of your hardships." If there was anyone who understood Wang Baochuan the most, it would be Cui'er. At this time, she felt sad when she heard this. She didn't care about the difference in seniority and stepped forward. She dropped the comb and supported Siyang with both hands. She said with heartache, "This servant was saved by Miss. I saw what happened to you all these years. When I learned that Xue Pinggui was like this …"
"Be careful with your words." Turning around, Siyang hurriedly stopped Cui'er from continuing. She shook her head at her with a serious expression. She looked warily in the direction of the door before saying in a low voice, "This is the Imperial Palace, not our home. We must be careful with our words and actions."
"Miss." Cui'er pursed her lips. She called her by the way she used to address Wang Baochuan, not the way she addressed the Empress now.
Cui 'er realized that it wasn't just her. Miss didn't treat the Imperial Palace as her own home either.
When she was in the cold kiln, she heard Miss talk about her husband Xue Pinggui every day. She talked about how the two of them met, got to know each other, and fell in love. She also talked about how she broke off their relationship with her father and came to the cold kiln to live a difficult life.
Cui 'er had never seen Xue Pinggui at that time, but in Wang Baochuan's description, she thought that this person was a man of indomitable spirit who was responsible and ambitious. In reality, when Xue Pinggui came to the cold kiln with a noble aura, she felt that everything was different from what Miss said.
What love and righteousness? He was clearly heartless.
The world praised Xue Pinggui for not forgetting his wife when he was rich and had made her Miss the Empress. Cui 'er didn't know much, but she saw everything.
"Miss, let's not be the Empress anymore. Let's go back to the cold kiln. Cui 'er will do anything for you." The more she thought about it, the more excited Cui 'er was. She took Siyang's hand and said in a sad voice, "If you continue to stay in this cruel place, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's really …"
Cui 'er had doubts in her heart. Yesterday, she secretly poured away the decoction made by the imperial physician according to Miss's instructions. Today, Miss, who had been sick for many days, could get up. Thinking of the many inconsistencies in the Imperial Palace, she didn't dare to continue staying. She wanted to leave. Not only that, she wanted to take Miss away from here as soon as possible.
"Silly girl, some things can't be done as you wish." Wang Baochuan gently put his hand on Cui 'er's hand that was holding his arm. Wang Baochuan had worked hard for many years. His hands were already covered with calluses. His hands were rough and cracked. The delicate fingers of a rich young lady were long gone.
Siyang looked down at his black, ugly, and thick hands that didn't match the exquisite and luxurious clothes he was wearing. He sighed, "Since we entered the Imperial Palace, we can't go out, unless …" His voice got lower and lower until it was close to Cui 'er's ear, "unless they let us go."
Them!
Who were they?
Why didn't they let them go?
Hit hard by Siyang's words, Cui 'er's body went limp and she sat on the side. Her hands hung down weakly and she bit her lips. Looking at her ugly face and increasingly desperate eyes, Siyang felt a little distressed.
This was the only person who was loyal to Wang Baochuan. In the cold cave, she and Wang Baochuan had supported each other to survive. It was more appropriate to say that they were sisters than master and servant. She was bullied like a soft bun by Xue Pinggui, so she valued this girl very much.
One of the reasons why she was angry was because after Wang Baochuan died, Cui 'er didn't live for long. This girl was indeed loyal. She didn't go with her mistress directly. Instead, she waited for an opportunity to take revenge. She wanted to secretly kill Princess Tuozan to avenge her mistress.
However, Princess Tuozan had many capable people around her. In addition, she also knew martial arts. Before Cui 'er could get close, she was caught. After being caught, she cursed Tuozan and Xue Pinggui. In the end, she angered the two and was dragged away, her tongue was pulled out, and she was executed. Her death was very miserable.
Such a loyal and brave girl, the person who Wang Baochuan missed the most, how could she swallow this anger?
"Then what should we do?" Cui 'er was about to cry.
In contrast, Si Yang was much calmer. She had deliberately said those words to scare her. No … it wasn't appropriate to say that she was scaring her. She just wanted to let her know what was going to happen in the future. After all, she only had Cui Er to rely on now. She had to make sure that she was of the same mind as her.
Turning back, Siyang took a comb and began to comb her hair. "What else can we do? If we don't want to die, we naturally have to …"
"What do we have to do?" Such a turn of events gave Cui 'er a glimmer of hope. She looked at Siyang expectantly.
"Naturally …"
"The Imperial Consort has arrived."
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