Zheng Chunhua was the forty-third year of Kangxi's palace, and only two people who entered the palace in the draft that year were named nobles, except for Shi Qiuci, who was her, and Kangxi's love for her can be seen.

Hearing Wen Ying call her name, Zheng Chunhua stood up numbly, her face expressionless, only when Wen Ying mentioned Yinxiang's identity, her eyelids jumped slightly, but that's all, when she got to this step, everything was no longer important.

After Zheng Chunhua was deposed here, he was in charge of Huanyi, and he didn't think that compared with Chungmi, Huanyi was an easy job; The woman in charge of the clothes is immersed in water all year round, except for a few hours when she sleeps, even in the cold winter. After a long time, these hands are equal to waste, and there is no good skin in sight, and every day there will be pinprick-like pain in both hands, and you can't sit still, and you can't sleep at night.

Just look at Zheng Chunhua has only been here these days, and his hands are already swollen and white; Xinzheku is really not a place for people.

Wen Ying retreated after arranging a quiet room for Yinxiang, Yinxiang looked at Zheng Chunhua standing in front of him and sighed, "Sit down." ”

"Those who bear the guilt dare not sit." Zheng Chunhua said dryly, in fact, if you look closely, her facial features are still extremely delicate and moving, no wonder she was able to be regarded as a noble person by Kangxi at that time, but it is a pity that she ruined everything herself.

Yinxiang was not reluctant, sat down in front of the window and said, "Are you having a hard time here?" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Chunhua showed her first smile after entering the Xinzhi Library, but there was infinite irony between her eyebrows, and she raised her swollen hands and said, "Doesn't it feel redundant for the Thirteenth Master to ask this sentence?" If it is not bitter, what is the library of hard work? I know that I have sinned deeply, and everything now is retribution, retribution for my ** court! She didn't call herself a slave, because she still had a little pitiful self-esteem in her selfish heart.

Yinxiang pushed the closed window door a crack, looked at the people outside who continued to do the work of rice and raccoon clothes, and said lightly: "This matter is not necessarily your fault. ”

Zheng Chunhua was silent for a moment and said, "What does the Thirteenth Master want to say?" No matter how stupid she is, she can see that Yinxiang has made a special trip to find her, but she doesn't know how much she is worthy of today's thirteenth master's special condescension to come to Xin's library.

Yinxiang pouted out the window and said, "Do you want to leave?" ”

This sentence made Zheng Chunhua's gloomy eyes condense a hint of brilliance, and then he sneered again: "Why did the Thirteenth Master bother to find the happiness of me, a sinner, if he could go out, this place would not be called Xin Zheku." ”

"I have my own way, I just ask you if you want to leave." Yinxiang said, in fact, no matter whether Zheng Chunhua agrees or not, he will act according to the plan, but it is naturally better if she can get her own will.

Seeing Yinxiang say this repeatedly, Zheng Chunhua couldn't help but have a trace of hope in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Can you really let me leave?" ”

But no one would want to stay in the Xinzhi library to suffer, she couldn't stand such a heavy job when she first came, and cried every night, but what can she do if she cries, since the day she was abolished, she is no longer the Zheng Guiren who is held in the palm of her hand. Life is worthless here, no one pities her to death, and she has also sought death, but she was discovered, and then she was beaten badly, neither dead, then she can only live sadly, and after a long time, she will be numb, and she will live in the Xinzhi library day after day. I thought when I would die from overwork, but I didn't think Yinxiang would say such a thing.

However, Zheng Chunhua is not a brainless person, he calmed down after a little thought, stared at Yinxiang and said, "What is your purpose?" "There has never been good and hate for no reason in this world, and she and Yinxiang have never had intersection and affection, and now he is here to sell such a big favor, to say that there is no purpose, I really don't even believe in ghosts.

Seeing that Zheng Chunhua could still stay calm in front of this great temptation, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times,

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know who asked me to come here today?" ”

Zheng Chunhua's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and immediately turned into a fanatical surprise, grabbed Yinxiang's sleeve tightly and said eagerly: "It's the prince, the prince is out of business?" He asked you to save me, didn't he?! Without waiting for Yinxiang to answer, she murmured again: "Prince, he hasn't forgotten me, he misses me in his heart." When it came to the worst, I was already crying with joy.

No need to ask again, just looking at her expression, Yinxiang knew that Prince Yu, she was moved by her true feelings, otherwise she wouldn't have cried with joy like this, but ...... The infatuation is finally wrong.

For a moment, Yinxiang actually had a sense of unbearableness, and he couldn't bear to tell the truth to the poor woman in front of him, it was too cruel to her, but it was only for a moment, and the fourth brother was the person he cared about.

"The prince called me here, but he asked me to kill you!" Yinxiang stared at the puffy hands that were clutching his sleeves and let go bit by bit.

"Kill me?" Zheng Chunhua muttered these two words, she couldn't believe what she heard these two words, she knew that living in this world was a hidden danger to the prince, but the prince ...... How could the prince be so ruthless; One night husband and wife, after all, they used to share the same bed and pillow, how can they be so selfish?! What's more, he first escaped from himself, so that he couldn't control himself and lost his heart and did something unethical with him.

Tears rained down, and even though my hands covered my face, there was still transparent liquid that continued to seep out from between my fingers and drip onto the ground, stirring up invisible dust.

People, in this vast world, are not just a speck of dust, small and helpless......

After she cried almost enough, Yinxiang handed over a handkerchief to wipe her face and said: "You don't have to be sad, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes; Besides, you are not husband and wife. ”

The hand was grabbed too hard just now, and the jagged nails pinched into the palm through the thin clothes, and the already swollen skin and flesh were suddenly pinched, and a pale yellow thick liquid flowed out and a small black thing; But the sawdust that had not pierced her palm a few days ago had never been picked out, and she had long forgotten the stinging pain in her palm, and only now did she know that it had suppurated.

Many people and many things are just like this wooden thorn, piercing into the flesh without realizing it, and when they are discovered, they have turned into a bubble of pus, which is filthy and smelly, and makes people want to vomit.

The look in Zheng Chunhua's eyes slowly dissipated, a few points bleaker than just now, although he was unwilling, although he spared his life, he never thought about escaping, this is the Forbidden City, where can she escape even if she escapes.

"Since the Thirteenth Master is here on the orders of the crown prince, then it's just a matter of doing it, why bother talking so much nonsense." She ate and laughed, but her expression was indescribably desolate, and she was to blame for falling to this point today, and she couldn't blame others. The only one who hates is Yinren, all his sufferings are caused by him, and now he sends people to take his life, heart, and want to die!

Yinxiang flicked his nails and said casually: "I didn't say that the prince said that he wanted to kill you, Zheng Guiren, are you willing to die like this?" ”

[Author's digression]: The Yongzheng Dynasty in February River is a book I like very much, and I like the TV series even more, so this book draws on some places of the Yongzheng Dynasty, especially Zheng Chunhua, as for why I didn't even change the name and directly named Zheng Chunhua, uh, can I say that it is because I like this name very much