Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

"I--" Before I finished speaking, the door was pushed open by someone, and a person hurried in from the outside, pushing the door and saying: "Jin Qiao, the third brother asked me to find the official Ministry, you prepare for me— "

It was Yang Yunhui. When he looked up and saw that I was silent, Yang Jinqiao's calm expression also flustered for a moment, and the atmosphere froze. He immediately said, "How are you here?"

I was also a bit surprised.

Yang Jinqiao is also the wife of Pei Yuanzhang. He came in without knocking on the door.

Yang Jinqiao glanced at me, coughed, and said, "His Royal Highness asked her to serve me. You—brother, I have prepared what you want."

"Ok."

Yang Yunhui nodded, and gave me a sharp look again. Yang Jinqiao took out a box and gave it to him. The two looked at each other and said nothing, but they seemed to exchange a lot of things. Yang Yunhui turned and left. Yang Jinqiao stood at the door and watched his back disappear, and then turned around.

"You just said, what do you ask for?"

"Ah ... ah?" I looked up at her, and then I looked back and said, "Slave asked Madam Qiu to take a day off."

"Where are you going?"

"Slaves want to go out of the palace, and look forward to his wife's grace."

"Oh, it's just a trip. I'll send a few people to follow you."

She would call someone after she said it. I hurriedly said, "Madam, this is what the young baby wants, and the young baby wants to go out of the house alone, and no one needs to follow."

After listening to my words, Yang Jinqiao's brows frowned slightly and looked at me as if sneer: "Yue Qingying, shouldn't you know the rules in the palace, how many people escape the palace every year? ? There are not one hundred and eighty, and there are also those who are caught to break their legs, but they still can't stop. I heard that you have been looking forward to the amnesty in the palace. "

I knew what she meant, and smiled bitterly: "Madam, before waiting for Amnesty to escape from the palace, I figured out that I have been a slave for a lifetime, and I ca n’t marry a child but have a child. What is the meaning of this life?"

Yang Jinqiao raised her eyebrows: "Marry a Lang? Have children? You still want to go far, can you do it?"

There was a stun in my heart.

Indeed, marrying a Ruyilangjun and having a child is the dream of all women who desire a peaceful life, and the only dream I can persist in these years. But now, I really do n’t know if I can have this Dreams are not worthy.

When I thought about it, it was a tingling ache. I shook my head and set aside the idea, and continued to say: "Besides, there is no earth in the whole world. If the young baby really escapes, he will bear the fear of being caught back in his life. The feeling of being manipulated is more sad than death, and Qingying will never try again! "

Yang Jinqiao looked at me by surprise, as if I never thought I would say such a thing.

After being silent for a while, she suddenly said, "The feeling of being manipulated? Yue Qingying, who have you been manipulated by?"

I looked up at her and smiled: "Madam, who is the maid in this house who is free and who is not manipulated by fate?"

"..."

She frowned at me for a while, like a fog, and I always just smiled at her. She seemed to finally feel that there was nothing wrong with my words, she sighed and asked, "So , Where are you going? "