The father's official position is said to be small, but it also makes the family solid, and others can make it three points thin in case of trouble; said that it was big, but his father was not a character who called for wind and rain.

No matter what, my father never neglected the cultivation of me, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, there are also a lot, and he also invited a Manchu master to teach me to learn Manchu at a young age. I knew at a very young age that this was for my thirteen-year-old draft.

It just so happened that when I was thirteen years old, I had a serious illness, and I was sixteen years old, and I ushered in this "belated" draft.

Before I met her, I always thought that the rest of my life would be peaceful, just like the sixteen years that have passed. But ever since I met her, Zakuta Zhuzhen, my life seems to have taken a turn for the worse.

In order to protect her, I will argue with people; Because of her few words, I even planned for Huai Ying to go out of the palace, if such a disobedient behavior was put in the past, I would never dare; Still because of her, I tasted love, painful but sweet—

I remember that I was accused of being with Brother Jiu, because I was a Han military banner, I was only given the title of a concubine, but I had no complaints, in my heart, it is my duty to serve my lord well. He seems to be very interested in my songs, and always comes to me to listen to me play and sing, but he always seems to be dissatisfied. Among several talents, my best skill is playing the piano, although it is not as good as a famous artist, but it is often praised by the master. I don't know what makes me dissatisfied.

At the same time, Zhu Zhen made the palace maid next to the concubine Niangniang, the eighth master and the master got close, Zhu Zhen has come to see me a few times, carefully observe her eyebrows and eyes, it is a different kind of ordinary people's look, so that I am all refreshed.

Several masters are familiar with her, but the master is an exception. For the bamboo basket, the master is often a cold face, and the bamboo basket seems to be very afraid of the master, and he is always cautious when facing it. I can't tell what's wrong, but the master is really special about the bamboo basket.

The sudden death of the bamboo basket was something I never expected, and the lord did not tell me the news, but one day the lord stayed with me, smelling of alcohol, and I was suddenly frightened when I heard the lord keep calling the name of the bamboo basket at night. I said that the master treated her differently from others, and sure enough...... Before I could think about it, the master suddenly called the bamboo basket and told her not to leave, and asked her how she would die!

I'm stunned, bamboo, dead? How can it be! How could it be so sudden?

I didn't sleep all night, and when I got up the next day, I pretended not to mention the bamboo basket unintentionally, and the master seemed very impatient, his eyes were full of dodges, and my heart sank again, and I didn't say anything more.

In the past few days, the grandfather has been drunk every day, and often sleeps alone in the study, only waiting by the side. If you think about it, I'm afraid it's because of the bamboo basket...... But, okay, why do you suddenly say that it's gone? I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out......

Since then, the bamboo basket has indeed never appeared in my life again, and I still have hope, but every day passes, my hope decreases by one point, and I am depressed by one point.

In front of people, I don't dare to show it, only at night, I often take out the bamboo basket folded rabbit to see things and think about people, often read and read and then fall asleep with tears in my eyes......

After that, the master was deeper than ever, but he came to me diligently, mostly sitting for a while and talking a few words. The other sisters were naturally red-eyed, but I had nothing to do here.

It has been a few months since Zhu Zhen's death, and there is still no news of her, and it is fruitless for me to ask someone to inquire, after all, I am only a concubine, and I can't be too public. The maid said that I was getting thinner and thinner, and my father's constant supplements failed to make up for me.

On that day, when the family banquet in the palace came back, the simple small banquet came back, and the lord was in a good mood, showing a rare smile in the past few months, and the whole house was also much happier.

The lord stayed here with me this day, and he actually called me "Ruo'er", I was stunned, and the teacup in my hand slipped on the carpet, not broken, but wet. I hurriedly picked it up, but the master picked me up horizontally, this night, the master kept calling me "Ruo'er, Ruo'er......"

Since then, my grandfather seems to have changed back to his former appearance, and he has more smiles, and he loves me even more. I have a lot of joy and comfort in my heart, but there is always a piece of loss, because the bamboo basket can't make up for it.

I finally knew about the death of the bamboo basket, although it was a few months late. I cautiously asked the master if I could go to worship, and the master agreed. After that, the only place I went out of the house was on the tomb of Zhuzhen.

In February, the lord traveled to Gidian with the saint, but returned in a few days, but this time, the lord has not returned, and Chang Shun, who is beside the lord, came back with a baby in his arms. Report to Fu Jin, it was an abandoned baby that was picked up on the side of the road, and the master arranged to raise it in the name of the head of Qin, who was only strange, but it was just a pseudonym, and this little baby was specified to be raised by me? The people in the house are in the clouds, I don't know what the master is for, I can't figure it out myself, so I have to raise this child first, and other things, just wait for the master to come back and discuss.

One afternoon, in and out of the yard, the grandmother, the little girl, and some objects used to raise children, all entered the yard. Up and down the house, there are all kinds of eyes, envy, jealousy, goodwill, doubt, I don't pay any attention, after all, I have a drum in my heart.

After the master came back, he went to the room of Changfu Jin first, and came out without a stick of incense. In each courtyard, which one didn't stretch his neck and look forward to the master, but the master came to me first. There is joy in my heart, but I can also see that what the master values more is this little baby who almost failed to survive.

The master has a lot of children, but the father has never hugged it, and this child, the master did not put it down in his arms, kept teasing, and named her Qingfei, I estimate that it is because the father picked her up from the grass shell, and the milk name Feng'er inherited a lot of love and expectations from the father.

However, I was wrong. The return of the bamboo basket - if the eagle is gege! I see, so it is, the sudden enlightenment of the master, the voice of the master "Ruo'er", the love of the master for Feng'er, and even the name of Feng'er - all because of her!

I didn't want to believe it, and I couldn't believe it, but the more I didn't think about it, the more I didn't guess, the more I noticed the unusualness between my lord and her. Since I realized this, every time she came to the house to look for me, it became my biggest torment, and I had to keep convincing myself that I was thinking too much, Zhu Zhen is not such a person, not such a person. I found myself getting more and more irritable until I came back from outside the house and saw my master teasing Feng'er with her, and the two of them smiled, or angry or angry, as if they were a family of three.

Suddenly, a strong sense of jealousy filled my chest, and my good sister, whom I thought about day and night, stole my husband's heart! And I'm a substitute! I suppressed the fire of jealousy, pretended to be respectful, and said a lot of nice things. She is the emperor's favor, and no one else can find fault with me when I do this. But when I saw her who turned from excitement to eclipses, I "chuckled" in my heart, have I become a "bad" woman?

I deliberately avoided her, and she seemed to sense something, and finally one day, she "unceremoniously" blocked me in Feng'er's room and looked directly at me for the "final showdown".

On that day, Feng'er, who usually cried, was very well-behaved. The room was quiet, and every word she said was loud and sound, and it hit me again and again. But every time I saw Feng'er in the bed, an inexplicable hatred and jealousy made my heart soften.

I still forced her away, but the last sentence that was about to step out of the threshold was a faint "I don't blame you", don't blame me, don't blame me, don't blame me, don't blame who I blame!

Seeing the look in her eyes darkening again and again, watching her shoulders collapse again and again, her wrong face, eager tone, emaciated appearance, and the chestnut noodle cake in the food box that has never been broken, the extra little toys in Feng'er's hand, which one is not her for me? And what is it that I didn't lose her? Good sister, what did you say at the beginning? "Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for sisters, both can be thrown", the words are still in the ear, when she laughed at her vulgar slang with Huaiying, when she retold these words, she was sincere. The oath is still there, the Yiren will not change, but I have changed, and I have become this face, but she only has a sentence of "I don't blame you".

I think I have never done anything more right in my life, and the moment I kept her, I also saved myself who was constantly falling, and even more so saved our sisterhood that was on the verge of being broken.

I thought that I would live in such a harmonious land, with a master, a bamboo basket, and a phoenix. It must be that I am too happy, but God wants to snatch my phoenix away, and that delicate little baby will not be able to survive for a while.

On that day, the master was here, the bamboo basket was there, and I couldn't care about the etiquette anymore, and I cried. The master actually hugged me and called - "Qing'er". I was still sobbing and looking at him in disbelief. He called me "Qing'er", no longer "Ruo'er", this, this...... He promised me the future and my child, and that "Qing'er" is not the love that the master promised me?

In this life, when I met you, I didn't come in vain.