As it turned out, even if the old lady came once, it didn't change my position in the house much. For example, I was still wearing half-wet clothes, and my stomach was rumbling with hunger.
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She said she was a legitimate young lady, but she didn't even have a personal maidservant. I got off the bed and saw that there was only dust on the dressing table. I couldn't even find a wooden hairpin to tie up my hair, let alone head ornaments and jade ornaments. I had no choice but to resign myself to my fate and tore a crooked strip of cloth from my tattered clothes, and barely managed to tie up my scattered hair.
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My hair was black and long, and it was quite a lot. I thought my body would be as delicate as a painting.
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But no matter how delicate, I still had to eat.
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I sneaked out the door. It was a small, dilapidated courtyard. Even the green plants in the courtyard were short and ugly shrubs. They were so stingy that they didn't even plant a flower. It was July, and the weather was hot. The courtyard was dispirited and listless. Looking at it, I felt really uncomfortable.
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My courtyard was a standard small courtyard. Fortunately, I was given a main room. I slipped out of the courtyard, sticking close to the moss-covered stone wall. I didn't know how far I had slipped out, but when I passed by, I happened to hear the chatter of a rough maidservant. The words "Prince" and "Second Young Lady" were in the conversation. I thought it had something to do with me, so I stopped and listened carefully.
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A young maidservant said crisply: "Second Young Lady has won the favor of Prince Yue of the Imperial Family. It is really a blessing from a previous life."
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One of them burst out laughing. His voice was a little shrill, and it made her swallow her words. "Hey, what are you talking about? Don't you know what kind of person Prince Yue is?"
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Another voice replied: "I heard that Prince Yue of the Imperial Family was called the Ghost King. Could it be because he killed too many enemies?"
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The shrill voice said: "Fighting, the Ghost King is a good fighter, but it is a pity that his skin is useless."
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The suspenseful tone was so distressing that even I, who had been eavesdropping under the wall, could not help pricking up my ears.
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"Eighteen years ago, when the Ghost King was just born, three bolts of heavenly lightning pierced through the thick clouds and struck down. They forcefully split open a hole in the thick palace and directly struck the body of the newborn baby."
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The girls exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, the Prince actually gave birth to a child?"
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"Well, well, well, it's a pity that those lightning bolts didn't kill the Ghost Lord. Instead, it scared Imperial Concubine Shu, who had just given birth, to death. Rumor has it that when the Empress opened her eyes, she saw her son who had been struck by lightning and was scared to death. "
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"Can a body that has been struck by lightning still be called a human body?"
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That shrill voice continued, "That's why I said that he's almost at the end of his rope. The Emperor is impatient and pitiful. Thinking that the Ghost King is eighteen years old and has yet to marry, he wants to find a woman whose birth characters match and marry into the Palace to serve the Prince."
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A little girl angrily said, "How is this marrying into the Palace to serve the Prince? It's clearly going to drive away bad luck."
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In a trance, I felt like there were eight words pasted on my forehead: Clearly marked price, sell as you wish.
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"Go, go, go. It's just a girl who isn't favored."
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As an unfavored girl, I didn't want to listen to the nagging of these maidservants who were doing hard work, so I continued to find my way. Just now, when I was crouching down, I didn't feel anything, but now that I stood up straight, I felt really hungry. My stomach was cramping, and the nausea was rushing straight to my head. It gave me the illusion that I was smelling the aroma of cooked buns.
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That's right, I lost my memory, but I can't forget the smell of buns.
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I hurriedly smelled the smell and ran to the small kitchen.
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It was in the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly. It was so hot that even the diligent servants were lazy. This Dining Hall was not a single Dining Hall in a courtyard. The Dining Hall was bright and spacious. On the table, there were colorful pastel-colored vases and blue and white decorative bowls. At first glance, I could tell they were not ordinary things.
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I took advantage of the time when the cooks were busy cooking to sneak in. On the stove, there was a tray of steamed buns. They were big, fat, and white. The smell could overflow such a big Dining Hall. I picked a stuffed bun with a red center. Holding it, I tiptoed out of the door. I don't know if the cooks really didn't notice or if they pretended not to know, but no one stopped me.
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Just as I was secretly rejoicing, the person who stopped me came.
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I felt the collar on the front of my neck suddenly tighten, and the wind from the back of my neck rushed into my clothes. When I looked up, I was not standing on flat ground, but on a trembling tree branch. I steadied myself and found that I was walking on flat ground. My originally indifferent mind became even more indifferent. Instead, I paid more attention to the steamed bun in my hand.
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At the end of the branch, there was a person standing. Half of the person's body was hidden under the mottled shade. Looking at the waist, the broad shoulders, and the height of the person, well, it was most likely a man. And a man with a strong body.
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Such a fragile little branch that was not much thicker than a girl's arm, and it had to carry the weight of two people. How pitiful.
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How pitiful. I sighed at the white and fat steamed bun and took a bite.
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The skin was soft and not thick, the stuffing could be bitten in one bite, the soup was delicious and not oily. What a big steamed bun!
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I don't know if it was the smell of the steamed bun, but I clearly felt the branch under my feet shake twice.
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I waved the steamed bun in front of him: "Are you hungry?"
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He didn't nod or shake his head, I took it as a yes.
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"But unfortunately, I only took this one steamed bun."
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In a few bites, the steamed bun entered my stomach, and I proudly raised my chin towards that person.
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That person finally couldn't bear it, and a low and hoarse voice poured out from his lips. Listening to it, it was really unpleasant: "The second daughter of the prime minister's residence, unexpectedly also doesn't know the rules."
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"I don't know where this preaching uncle came from, unexpectedly also doesn't know the rules like this little girl. Without an invitation, he didn't want to go through the door. He directly jumped over the wall and broke into the inner residence, and pulled his unmarried daughter to a shady place where a man and woman are alone. Fortunately, the leaves cover his cheeks, otherwise, if his face was exposed, wouldn't the world laugh their teeth out?"
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I considered myself a person with a good temper, but I wasn't a master without a temper. If you dare to say one word about me, I will say ten back. In any case, my mind was empty, and I picked up one idiom after another.
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"I'm not like a girl, I won't steal food from my own kitchen."
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"Food from your own kitchen, is that called stealing?" I straightened my collar, which had been twisted out of shape by this man. My tattered clothes, I was afraid they would be torn into pieces. My heart trembled with pain. "But then again, stealing a girl, the punishment is much more severe than stealing."
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He coughed lightly, seeming a little embarrassed.
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I asked: "How do I get down?"
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"Ordinary girls, shouldn't you first ask me who I am?"
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"Who are you," I impatiently said, "How do I get down?"
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The person opposite me seemed to choke on his saliva. He steadily took a step towards me and asked: "Who are you?"
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Although I was a person with a good temper, I couldn't tolerate someone wasting my time like a fool, so I sneered: "You don't recognize me? If you don't recognize me, why did you bring me up? The eagle catches the chick, who will be who? "
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"I have heard that the second young lady of the prime minister's residence is weak and sickly," the man seemed to be talking to himself, "It seems that the rumor is wrong, the rumor is very fierce."
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I followed his words and said: "Well, rumor, rumor."
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"But the prime minister's residence has always been a scholarly family. Even in the imperial court, they advocate the cultivation of literature and martial arts. Why does the daughter of the Tang family have a light job?"
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I felt strange, "How do I know qinggong?"
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The man used his body to press down on the branch, but I was still steady, "This is not qinggong?"
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"I'm just standing firm."
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"You just entered the realm of no one in the dining hall, didn't you use qinggong?"
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"That's because I tiptoed," I said more frankly. "If you insist that these little tricks are lightness kung fu, then you should know who is the best at lightness kung fu in the world."
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The other party made an appearance of listening respectfully, "Who is it?"
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"A beggar hiding under the bun shop's wall is about to starve to death. They are forced to make a living, and in order to eat, they naturally use all kinds of tricks. "
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The man reprimanded: "Nonsense!"
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I shook my head and sneered, "It seems that the prince is used to being in a high position, and can't see the suffering of the world. His head is full of the strength of a real man who doesn't eat handouts."
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So bored to come and chat with a girl who is about to get married. If it wasn't the prince who is going to marry me, who else would have the leisure to come here and waste time?
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"You," he seemed to be angry with me, and raised his hand to point at me for a long time, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Interesting girl."
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This evaluation should be positive, but when I heard it, I felt very strange.
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"You and I have three days until our wedding. Today is the seventh day of the seventh month, a happy holiday. Benwang won't," he coughed lightly, his voice was dry and hoarse, as if it was from smoke, "Benwang just wanted to see if the clothes I sent you fit."
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I looked down at my tattered clothes, and pitifully asked, "What clothes?"
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He carefully looked at me, and suddenly laughed coldly, "The clothes benwang sent to the princess, are actually being coveted, how bold!"
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I thought to myself, it's just a set of clothes, I'm quite comfortable wearing rough clothes.
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He suddenly pressed down on a branch and nimbly flipped down the tree. My descent wasn't as beautiful. My long-time balance was deliberately broken by him. I had no choice but to awkwardly use a few intertwined branches for support before I barely managed to flip over and land on the ground.
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The place I landed was outside the walls of the cafeteria, in a gloomy area overgrown with weeds.
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"Where did you learn martial arts?"
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