Chapter 8 Bring her to my room
In those days, I was almost desperate, but the person who pulled me back from the dire situation was someone I could never have imagined, and it was the cold wind that saved me.
That day, I was punished by Chunyan to kneel in the snow in the backyard, Chang'an City was frozen three feet after the beginning of winter, and I only wore a thin jacket and a cotton suit that had already been torn into a hole, the cold entered my body along my blood, and gradually I seemed to have been frozen, and the organs of my whole body did not listen to my call, and my eyes were dark, and I didn't know anything.
I heard from the other maids in the building that I was so cold that I passed out in the snow that day, and the others were completely panicked and didn't know what to do.
If I find someone to come to the doctor, if I die, the girls in the building will definitely not be able to get out of it, and Chunyan will also be charged with murder. If you dispose of me like this, no one will know about it, but if I still have a chance of survival, then everyone in the entire Yuchun Building will be murderers.
It's just that in this Yuchun Building, it is not surprising that one or two people occasionally die, and there are always some poor girls who don't know what to do to provoke which dignitaries and nobles, and the powerful lady of the main house will come and break off unconsciously, and a life will soon be gone. The lives of our people here are not so noble, so even if they die unjustly, they can only say that it is a bad disease, and after two or three days, it will be forgotten by the pilgrims.
Everyone just knew about this situation, but none of the girls in Yuchun Mansion had ever had the idea of killing anyone else. I talked a lot about everyone lying in the snow, but I didn't reach out in the end.
Then, Feng Yin appeared, she stood on the balcony on the third floor, and said lightly to the maid downstairs: "Take her to my room." ”
I was blessed to pick up half a life from Wind Yin's hand, and I've been following Wind Yin ever since.
The third floor of Yuchun Building is Feng Yin's solitary residence, she has always lived in a simple house, even the maid does not live with other maids, only when the maid helps her get a change of clothes and three meals a day will go downstairs, under normal circumstances, they stay in their rooms and do not see people.
Her room was very plainly furnished, like the boudoir of an ordinary daughter's house, the room was very large, her guqin and a few very old piano scores were placed by the window, a painting was hung on the wall, and there were no other gaudy decorations.
Connected to her room were two small cubicles, one containing her two maids, Wuping and Ludai, and the other containing a small bookshelf and bookcase.
Feng Yin didn't say a word to Chunyan, so she let me stay in the cubicle next to Wuping Ludai. My heart is full of gratitude for everything she has done for me, but I can't say a word of thanks to her, as if any worldly words are not appropriate for her.
I've always wondered if Chunyan will come to trouble Feng Yin because of this, because Feng Yin is such a beautiful woman, even I can't bear to see her hurt a little bit by someone like Chun Yan, although I have no power to protect her.
In this way, I am no longer a maid who mops the floor. Every day, I watched the wind chant in the room reading and practicing the piano, like a young lady in the boudoir to be married. In the evening, she went downstairs and played delicately and tactfully, like a graceful flying sky who is proficient in music.
I slowly understood that Feng Yin lived in another world, she had the support of a more powerful power from the heart, and she didn't care about the vulgarity and chaos of the mortal world, what a peaceful mind could withstand the invasion of the whole world!
And she, in the midst of this drunken gold and glamour, circled a sacrosanct territory for herself.