Young Liang Zhu
"Niang niang?" Cui'er heard some clues and frowned.
However, Siyang was unmoved.
She held up the wooden hairpin.
The bitter smile at the corner of her mouth deepened. "I used to think that I didn't need to be rich.
Families of equal social status 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 a prime minister who didn't do any household chores to being so poor that I could only shelter myself from the wind and rain in a cold cave.
I couldn't eat enough, and my clothes couldn't cover my body … "
"… I don't feel bitter about any of this."
Wang Baochuan was willing to wait. She didn't feel bitter because there was someone she cared about all the time. No matter how much bitterness there was, she would swallow it.
She wouldn't reveal anything.
"But …" Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She closed her eyes and tears fell. Sadness filled her body. Siyang raised her head.
She made 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.
His children were all on his knees.
How could he remember me, Wang Baochuan, a cold cave. "
"Your bitterness.
This servant knows. "If there was someone who understood Wang Baochuan the most,
Cui'er felt uncomfortable when she heard this. She didn't care about the difference in status. She threw down the comb and supported Siyang with both hands. She said with heartache, "This servant was saved by Miss. I saw what you went through all these years. When I learned that Xue Pinggui was like this …"
"Be careful with your words." She turned around and quickly stopped Cui'er from continuing. Siyang shook her head with a serious face. She looked outside the door with vigilance and said in a low voice, "This is the palace, not our home. We need to 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 they were in the cold kiln, every day they would hear Miss talk about her husband, Xue Pinggui. She would tell how the two of them met and fell in love with each other, and how she broke off all ties with her father and came to the cold kiln to live a hard life.
Cui'er had never met 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. However, when Xue Pinggui came to Han Yao with his noble aura, she only felt that everything was different from what Miss had described.
What do you mean by righteous? You're clearly heartless.
Everyone 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 Han Yao. Cui'er will do anything for you." The more she thought about it, the more excited Cui'er became. She pulled Siyang's hand and said in a mournful voice, "If you continue to stay in this cannibalistic place, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it really is …"
Cui'er had doubts in her heart. Yesterday, she secretly poured away the medicine made by the imperial physician according to Miss's orders. Today, Miss, who had been sick for many days, was able to get up. She thought about the many inconsistencies in the palace and 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 just because you want to." 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 lowered her head and looked at her hands. They were dark, ugly, and thick, and did not match the exquisite and luxurious clothes she was wearing. She sighed, "Since we entered the palace, we have no chance to go out. Unless …" Her voice became lower and lower until she was close to Cui'er's ear, "Unless, they can let us go."
Them!
Who were they?
Why didn't they let them go?
Hit hard by Siyang's words, Cui'er's body softened 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 sorry for her.
She was the only person who was loyal to Wang Baochuan. She and Wang Baochuan had supported each other to survive in the cold cave. 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 did not live for long. This girl was indeed loyal. She did not 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. She also knew martial arts. Before Cui'er could get close, she was caught. After she was caught, she cursed Tuozan and Xue Pinggui. In the end, she angered the two people and had her tongue pulled out. She was put to death by a thousand cuts. Her death was very miserable.
She was such a loyal and courageous girl, the person Wang Baochuan cared about the most. How could he swallow this insult?
"Then what should we do?" Cui'er was about to cry.
In contrast, Siyang was much calmer. She had deliberately said these words to scare her. No... it was not 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 could rely on Cui'er now. She had to make sure that she was on the same side 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..."
"Have to what?" This turn of events gave Cui'er a glimmer of hope. She looked at Siyang expectantly.
"Naturally..."
"Imperial Consort Niangniang has arrived."
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out. Siyang stopped talking. She narrowed her eyes slightly. She saw through the bronze mirror that the palace door was gradually being pushed open. A dim light flashed in her eyes. Then, she lowered her eyelids as if nothing had happened.
"She's here so soon." Siyang whispered.
"Imperial, Imperial Consort Niangniang, why, why is she here..." Cui'er panicked when she heard the name. After all, what they were talking about just now had a lot to do with the person who was coming.
"What are you afraid of?" She was afraid that she would not come. Siyang looked at her and said, "Help me up. Don't talk too much. Just watch me do it."
Cui'er had always listened to Wang Baochuan. Now that Miss said this, she licked her lips and quickly got up. She carefully helped Siyang up.
"Sister, Tuozan is here to see you."
The door of the bedchamber was pushed open from the outside by two attendants. Tuozan lifted her skirt and walked in. She was born in Xiliang, where girls were raised vigorously. Although she had come to the Central Plains, she still could not change some habits. No one would say anything about this. Anyway, Xue Pinggui said that she really liked it.
"Sister, cough, sister, why are you here today... cough cough..." Siyang walked over slowly with Cui'er supporting her. Her face was pale. She held a handkerchief in her hand and kept coughing. She did not finish her sentence.
Tuozan stopped. Seeing this scene, her thin and long eyebrows raised. She looked at Siyang suspiciously. "I took time out of my day to visit sister."
Blinking her eyes, Tuozan asked with a face full of concern, "I heard that sister's body is getting better?" However, her expression was more probing.
Siyang acted as if she did not notice this. She really thought that Tuozan was here to care about her. She smiled and said apologetically, "Sister, you are so considerate. But my palace is full of the smell of medicine. You are so delicate. Don't get sick because of me. Oh... cough cough cough... cough cough."
Before she finished speaking, she coughed violently again. She almost could not stop coughing.
Jin Zan, who originally wanted to go forward, had a bewildered look in his eyes. In the end, he retracted his foot that was about to take a step forward. He even seemed to inadvertently take a step back. It looked like he was really worried that he would be contaminated.
Cui'er saw all this and lowered her head to hide the sarcasm in her eyes. She knew that this Princess Tuozan was not a good person. Normally, she called her young miss and sister intimately, but in private, she never put her young miss in her eyes.
Others said that she was generous and decent. She was willing to give up her status as a princess and give up the position of the main empress. It was worthy of praise for her character. Good character? Who could compare with her young miss's character? Her young miss was the first wife, so the position of the main empress was an honor she deserved.
Patting the hand on Cui'er's body, Siyang covered her mouth and bent over. She coughed non-stop. As she coughed, it was almost heart-wrenching. The people who heard it all frowned. They were really afraid that she would cough until she could not breathe.
"Young miss, young miss, let me go get you some water." Seeing Siyang coughing like this, Cui'er was so anxious that she did not have time to care about Tuozan.
"No, no need … Cough, cough."
After two more heavy coughs, Siyang finally stopped. She slowly wiped the corner of her mouth. Because of the heavy coughs, her sunken cheeks were abnormally red.
Bei Zan had been staring at her the entire time. He watched as she used her trembling hands to hold onto that ….. What was that?
"Sister, you …"
"I'm fine." Slightly panicked, Siyang put the hand that was holding the handkerchief behind her back. She forced a weak smile. "I'm fine. It's just, it's just that I'm too tired."
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