This small jade pendant was a birthday gift from Zhou Tianqi to Lin Wan on August 20 last year. That time, Lin Wan was also caught in the barracks of the South Vietnamese army, but Zhou Tianqi did not forget Lin Wan's birthday, and ventured to come late at night and gave her this incomparably precious birthday gift.

More than a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin Wan is still a prisoner of the South Vietnamese State, but he was transferred from the barracks of the South Vietnamese Army to the palace of the South Vietnamese State.

But, Apocalypse, where are you, when are you going to take me out of here?

Unconsciously, Lin Wan fell asleep again, and when she woke up in the morning, there was a light rain outside the window, ticking on the window.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the pillow was wet with tears, freezing Lin Wan's face, making her feel that her face was numb from the cold, and she didn't feel like she could smile.

Lin Wan has been lying on the bed and refusing to get up, no one can see it anyway, so why care so much?

Last night, Lin Wan waited until late, Hong Xiaotian and Xu Xian'er didn't come, it must be that Lan Shengtian didn't let them come to see him. If you don't come, what can you do when you meet? Let Hong Xiaotian and Xu Xian'er see their miserable appearance, it can only only increase their sadness.

Breakfast was placed on the table, it should have been cold, it was not delicious at first glance, and Lin Wan had no appetite at all.

Closing his eyes and sleeping for a while, when Lin Wan woke up again, it was already noon.

Lin Wan was woken up by hunger, so she simply freshened up, and regardless of the taste of the food on the table, she picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

After eating, the palace maid cleaned up the table and withdrew. Lin Wan sat in front of the window, quietly looking at the drizzle outside the window, and found that under the corner of the courtyard there was a wild chrysanthemum, which looked particularly delicate under the washing of the cold rain.

Lin Wan smiled faintly, inadvertently picked up the tea bowl in front of him, and took a sip gently, his mouth was bitter, and he couldn't help frowning. But that coolness flowed into her heart, but it made her feel much more sober.

Picked up the tea bowl, frowned, and tried to take another sip, but it was still very bitter, which made Lin Wan's little face wrinkle together. However, when the thick bitterness in my mouth passed, I seemed to taste a hint of sweetness.

Lin Wan thought quietly, when did she start to become so squeamish, so lazy, and so depressed?

I remember when I was filming in my previous life, what hardships did the big star Lin Wan not suffer? As long as the plot requires, you can fall into the quagmire, or even fall into the dung pit; as long as the plot requires, you can jump from a high altitude, although there is Weiya hanging on her body, and there are protective measures below, but if she falls, it still hurts, and she has suffered a lot of injuries because of it; as long as the plot requires, even if it is a man who is extremely disgusted with herself, she has to show the feelings that the character should have; as long as the plot requires, she must also endure kissing and rape, although it is only a few shots, sometimes it needs to be shot many times, and she has been tortured repeatedly.

Others think that the life of a big star is always glamorous. However, who has really seen the suffering that Lin Wan has suffered?

Life on the set is always very hard, I can't sleep for a few hours every day, I eat the same boxed lunches as the staff, and sometimes when I come back after removing my makeup, the boxed lunches are already as cold as ice. However, if you don't eat it, you won't have the strength to shoot the next scene. Sometimes I don't even have time to heat it up, because after eating, I have to re-apply and prepare for the next scene.

Thinking about it now, Lin Wan doesn't know how she endured it at the beginning, in order to become a big star, for her acting career, for her original dream, all the hardships she suffered, everything she did, and finally sacrificed her life, is it really worth it?

Lin Wan thought of her parents and grandmother in her previous life, they don't know what happened now? Is the time of that time and space synchronized with this place? More than a year has passed, have family and friends come out of the pain of her death?

The cold wind blew in through the window, with the wetness of the rain, with the fishy smell of the land, with the smell of strangeness. Lin Wan's tears flowed down, and they were dried by the cold wind, and his eyes were astringent.

Lin Wan continued to think that it is always not easy for people to live. Whether it is the beautiful life of the big star Lin Wan or the happy life of the ancient princess, it turns out that it is only the surface of the glamour.

Thinking of this, Lin Wan couldn't help but laugh at herself, could she be considered moaning without illness?

Turning her eyes to look at the little palace maid standing at the bottom of the porch, she stomped her feet gently, rubbed her hands, her little face was red from the cold, but she didn't dare to hide in the house to keep warm.

This little palace maid is the youngest of the four palace maids, and Lin Wan found that most of the time she saw this little palace maid, serving tea, handing water, and keeping vigil, it seemed to be her. Perhaps, because she is the youngest, she is also the most bullied.

Lin Wan looked at the little palace maid quietly, she was not very beautiful, she didn't look very smart, she had freckles on her face, and frostbite on her ears. This chilblain doesn't look like it was born this year, but over the years.

It was just winter, and the little palace maid's face and hands were already red from the cold. Is it really that cold outside?

Lin Wan turned his head to look at the small stove in the room, the blue flames swaying silently. I couldn't help but sigh softly, slowly stood up, and walked outside the house.

Gently walking to the little palace maid's side, Lin Wan stood beside the little palace maid for a while, and found that it was indeed very cold outside, although he was wearing a silkworm phoenix feather, and he didn't feel cold on his body, but he felt the cold wind on his face like an ice knife, and his face hurt.

The little palace maid suddenly found that there was a person standing beside her, turned her head, and saw that it was Lin Wan, she couldn't help but be shocked and took half a step back. Immediately, he bowed to Lin Wan again, and said something respectfully, Lin Wan didn't understand, but she also knew that she was saluting herself.

Lin Wan smiled slightly, shook her head, didn't speak, stretched out a pair of slender jade hands, and gently grabbed the little palace maid's little hands that were a little red and swollen.

The little palace maid was stunned, and her hands instinctively shrunk, but she stopped moving, but she was still trembling slightly.

Lin Wan looked at the frightened eyes of the little palace maid, raised a friendly smile, took her hand, and slowly walked towards the room.

Walking to the fire, Lin Wan stopped and stood in place. The little palace maid also lowered her head and stood in front of her, very restrained at first, but slowly relaxed after a while.

The room was very warm, and after a while, the little palace maid's face and hands, which had been frozen red, gradually returned to their original color.

Lin Wan hooked her lips slightly, slowly walked back to the table and sat down, turning her head to look out the window, with a lonely smile on her face.

And the little palace maid was still standing by the fire, with her head bowed, standing timidly.