Pei Zhenwan walked out of Penglai Hall and walked all the way back to her residence, she could already catch a glimpse of the sneering expressions of the people under the palace.

From time to time, you can hear the palace people who were not used to seeing her and Wan Xiuyun whispering.

"What about accompanying Your Majesty, it's not a slave's life."

"The masters in our palace are from such noble backgrounds, where does Your Majesty look down on these small families."

"The heart of the phoenix, the life of the small bird, is really laughing to death."

Disdain and private laughter were exhausted, Pei Zhenwan stopped and listened carefully, it was the direction behind the corridor on the right. She paced quietly, and sure enough, there were three or two third-class palace maids gathered together, talking and laughing, and they were already trembling with laughter.

Pei Zhenwan cleared her throat, and then startled a few people who were talking about it, and when they saw Pei Zhenwan standing there, not angry and arrogant, several people couldn't help but panic.

Pei Zhenwan said in a deep voice: "Penglai Hall has always been strict with the emperor, and your words are worth thirty boards, and a few of them are better to be cautious in their words and deeds." ”

The palace maid who ridiculed the most had already reacted, gritted her teeth and choked back: "You are just a third-class palace person, the same as us, where are you qualified to talk about us." You and Xiuyun are just like this, is it possible, with such a joke, you still think you are superior? ”

Pei Zhenwan couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and took two steps forward, she was tall, and when she got closer, she had a sense of coercion looking down: "It's really interesting, you and I are both third-class people, who can decide the fate for whom?" It's just that in my opinion, with your unobstructed mouth, I'm afraid I can't wait to see the end of our other subordinates. ”

"You!" The palace maid was choked for a while, her eyes were round with anger, but she couldn't find anything to scold back.

The other two palace maids behind him gently pulled their sleeves and whispered in their ears: "Zhenwan has face in front of Niangniang now, it's better not to be angry with her." ”

Pei Zhenwan straightened her sleeves, swept her eyes coldly in front of several people, and said coldly: "Your words today are obviously mocking Xiuyun, but in fact, they are refuting the face of the mother. Now I have heard it, and I can advise you to say two words, if it is changed to amber or glass, you will touch your flesh and skin, so that you can weigh it. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a loud sound, and the faces of several palace maids couldn't help but turn pale. Isn't this the truth, they tried to speak quickly, but they forgot that Wan Xiuyun was sent to His Majesty by the noble concubine, so what did she mean, naturally it was also from the mother.

Whether it is his own people in the Penglai Palace, or the other palace concubines in the Chen Palace, if he has any slight words about Wan Xiuyun, it is equivalent to pointing at Wei Guifei's nose and ridiculing.

Aren't you asking for trouble for yourself!

Pei Zhenwan glanced at the sluggish expressions of several people, turned around and left.

The palace maid who had just spoken sharply was a little unable to stand, and she barely held it on for a while, Fang felt a cold sweat, and couldn't help but shiver again.

It was almost lunchtime, Pei Zhenwan went to get the meal for two, packed it in a food box, and covered it with a handkerchief at the mouth of the food box, and covered it with a lid to prevent the heat from escaping.

When she pushed the door and entered, the room was silent, Pei Zhenwan gently put the food box on the table and raised her eyes to look at the bed.

The man on the couch was lying on his side, facing the wall, and at the moment he was covered in the quilt, without a trace of movement, and he couldn't even detect the ups and downs of his breathing.

Pei Zhenwan stepped forward and sat next to the collapse, and uncovered the quilt with her hand, and saw a large area of wet stains on the pillow. The face of the victim was pale, his hair was disheveled, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were red and swollen like walnuts, and he stared straight at a certain place.

Raising his hand to brush away the hair stained with tears and sticking to her cheeks, Pei Zhenwan said slowly: "When you and I entered the palace, we already knew that this road was difficult, and naturally there were many good things. ”

Her voice was calm and soft, neither false nor dissatisfied, but rather a desire to listen.

"Think about your mother, if you want to earn glory for her, these honors and disgraces in front of you will fade a lot."

Wan Xiuyun's eyes were blank, and he stayed for a long time, and in his dry and slightly white lips, he squeezed out a few hoarse words: "I have no hope in this life." ”

Shaking her head slightly, Pei Zhenwan got up, picked up a pair of scissors from the sewing basket by the window, and put the shawl used by the palace maid on the side of the couch.

"If a person really has no hope in this life, he can just stick a scissor to the heart, or hang his neck on a beam. You, can that? ”

Wan Xiuyun's eyelashes, which were still hanging teardrops, couldn't help but tremble. The eyes that were originally lost gathered back a trace of color.

"You have not reached the realm of hopelessness, you have not reached the land of poverty, and you have your own way out."

Pei Zhenwan took her handkerchief, leaned over and slowly wiped the remaining tears on Wan Xiuyun's face. Wiping like this, Wan Xiuyun's tears rolled down again, she turned around, waded through tears, and held Pei Zhenwan's hand holding the handkerchief with one hand.

"Your Majesty, where is my way out."

Because she has been crying for a long time, Wan Xiuyun's voice is already dumb, and ordinary people can't help but feel sorry for this woman when they see it.

Pei Zhenwan looked at her and spoke for a while.

"Did Your Majesty expel you from the palace?"

Wan Xiuyun shook his head slightly.

"Did Niangniang expel you from the palace?"

Still shaking his head sluggishly.

"Then who will drive you out of Penglai Palace, and you will never have the opportunity to face the saint in this life?"

Wan Xiuyun was stunned for a few moments, and then shook his head again.

Pei Zhenwan put her other hand on the hands of the two, used her strength gently, and said with a smile: "That's the case, isn't it the same as before, but after starting over, how can you feel hopeless?" ”

Wan Xiuyun followed her words, and naturally couldn't find a rebuttal. Yes, in the previous example of Chen Gong, as long as you can serve the king, most of them can be named Cainu or Baolin, and become a harem concubine. She also thought so, now, it has not been sealed, but it is not exhaustive.

Although he has figured out this trick, in the end, the feelings of shame and grievance in his heart are still there, Wei Guifei's anger is still there, and the teasing words of the people in the Chen Palace are still there, how easy it is to raise your head and behave like a person! Thinking like this, I hesitated: "But ......"

"I remember you saying that there's nothing to be afraid of from a low place."

It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and they entered the palace for the first time with Mrs. Wei, and they talked about it outside the Penglai Palace. Wan Xiuyun, who was happy at the time, said: "My father's family business is accumulated bit by bit, starting from a low place, as long as there is an opportunity, there is nothing bad." ”

Wan Xiuyun remembered the situation at that time, her lips moved, and she finally didn't say anything. Yes, she said this sentence herself.

Looking at Wan Xiuyun, who gradually returned to her look, Pei Zhenwan continued to analyze like an eldest sister: "It's just a few twists and turns, you have the right to return to the situation at that time, just like you, you were going to climb an extremely difficult mountain, but now you start, you stumbled and slipped to the foot of the mountain, take a rest, and climb again." ”

The ashes in Wan Xiuyun's heart have been cleaned at this moment, and the words of this person in front of her, who has always been quite insightful and admired in her heart, seem to hold her up from the abyss, making her feel that maybe she can give it a try, maybe she can climb out.

"My sister thinks I still have hope."

"If you think you have it, you have it."

Wan Xiuyun raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, Pei Zhenwan couldn't help laughing, handed her a handkerchief, poured some warm water, and handed over the wet face towel.

"Clean up and use some lunch, there is clear porridge today, I played a bowl, eat a little bit, and carefully maintain it to plan for the future."