The court has always done things very quickly, and not long after His Majesty's will was issued, the court order transferred all the palace people in the Tangli Palace, as if the Tangli Palace was already an empty palace at this moment, and she, Jieyu, was long gone.

I don't remember how long it took, Sun Miaoyi heard a faint voice outside, she suspected that she had heard it wrong, because everyone knew her current situation, how could anyone be so uninteresting and come to see her at this time?

She smiled self-deprecatingly, and then packed up her things, since she was going to Anguo Temple, then these complicated and exquisite Luo skirts and shawls were naturally useless, and the colorful rocker arm was useless. When she saw these gorgeous costumes in front of her, she felt upset, and it was at this time that the "temple door" creaked open.

She followed the voice to see clearly, only to see Wu Yuehua standing in front of the door with a complicated expression, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

She knows how depressed she is now, and in this harem, only her identity is qualified to see her own jokes. If it was the barbarian woman in Jingchun Hall who came today, or the person in Chaoyang Hall who had never seen before, then she would really die of shame.

Until this moment, she still couldn't believe that her fate would end in an ancient temple on the mountain.

From the time she was sensible, she knew that she would enter the palace to be a concubine for the king in the future. Her background is so noble, her father is the second person in the past 20 years who has been praised by the king Yubi Zhu Pi during the palace examination, and she can be as famous as Su Xiang, and her mother is an orthodox famous daughter, and she is the most beloved niece of Princess Ningfu back then. There is no man in the world who is worthy of such a family lintel, and only when she enters the palace and becomes a woman who always accompanies the king, can she be worthy of her identity.

Yes, identity.

Since she was a little sensible, she was influenced by her mother's ears and eyes, and she regarded these two words as particularly important. For more than ten years, the word "identity" has been like a stinger, which has long been integrated into her flesh and blood, becoming an inseparable part of herself, tormenting her like a shadow.

Over the years, she has gradually learned exactly the same as her mother, to see a person, first of all, to see what kind of identity that person is, but also to keep in mind how noble her identity is, ordinary people are not qualified to say a word to herself, but the more she values her identity, the more confused she becomes.

Why did such a noble mother fall in love with her father from a poor family?

When she was young, she also asked her mother, and her mother's face was still always kind and noble, and she didn't say much to her, but she was not a fool, and her father's politeness and detachment from her mother, and the faint sound of quarrels coming from the main courtyard for countless nights, forced her to care. She had long known that her father and mother were not so much "respectful as guests" as "respectful as ice". She grew up day by day in an ice-cave home, and gradually she probably knew some of the things of the past.

It's ridiculous to say that her mother has always held her own identity in her life, and she has always been high, but she doesn't want her most humiliating thing to be spread in the mouths of several subordinates, and Sun Miaoyi will never forget the night she was twelve years old.

At that time, my uncle was sent to Jizhou as an official, because he had always been very close to his mother, so he instructed his family to go to Sun's house more often. On that occasion my uncle's cousin brought several servants to the house, and one of them was an old servant who had served for generations, and had always been loyal and capable, but had some good wine, and for this reason he had eaten a few more glasses of wine that night, and told the other servants about the past with the strength of wine, and she happened to pass through the garden, and because she faintly heard her mother's name, she went curiously to the window.

"How do you know that your wife, who is my young lady, is actually a poor person! I thought that Master Sun was just a poor scholar back then, and he didn't even have a pair of good shoes on his body, and he didn't know why my young lady was moved, so he gave Sun a lot of money for accommodation and food, and said good things for him in front of my master. Later, he went to the eldest princess's house and knelt for more than an hour before asking for a marriage will. ”

"It's a pity that Lord Sun ...... Alas! At that time, Lord Sun repeatedly refused to marry, which made my young lady embarrassed. Later, the old lady found out that Master Sun actually had a woman in her hometown, but how could that kind of poor woman from a small family compare to my young lady? Hey, as soon as Miss gave me orders, I got things done properly......"

Even more profound, she stood outside the door trembling, Chaoyun and Agarwood both stepped forward to persuade her to go back to the room, but she glared at her fiercely. Where would those lowly maids know that her heart is extremely cold. The old servant's words were so shocking, but she never doubted it at all, and it was precisely because of this that she felt even more resentment in her heart.

She has long realized that there is an insurmountable gap between her father and mother, but she has been deceiving herself. If it weren't for today, she could have pretended to go on forever, pretending that their grandson family was harmonious, pretending that the aunt and the sister that her father married into the door were just decorations, and pretending that the cold eyes between her father and mother were actually illusions.

Look, everyone in Tianjing City knows that the father is afraid of guilt, and the mother, as a woman, can do something to the father when she is angry, and the father will not fight back, isn't this the greatest indulgence and tolerance of a man to his wife?

But today, her dream was shattered by a servant's own hands, this lowly and hateful old thing, why is he?!

She was already trembling with anger, but she still remembered her mother's teachings on weekdays, to remember her noble status, if someone did something wrong, she could only be punished. She knew that the old servant was the son of her mother's family, so she went into her mother's house by night, and told everything she had just heard, until at last she was surprisingly calm:

"Such a slave dares to chew the root of his tongue in private, if the daughter is a mother, she will immediately repair a letter and ask her uncle to take his life!"

Her mother didn't say anything at the time, and she didn't even change her face, but three days later, her cousin suddenly invited her back to her house, and when she walked into the courtyard, she saw a corpse wrapped in a broken straw mat. She couldn't see the corpse's face clearly, but she recognized the exposed hands at a glance.

Those hands, once carried her to pick pomegranate flowers from the tallest tree in the yard, once led her and her cousin to walk all over the streets and alleys of Tianjing City, and even the scar on the palm of her right hand was burned by the charcoal fire of cooking tea in order to protect her.

At that moment, she was not without sadness in her heart, but it was quickly replaced by an inexplicable pleasure. What kind of thing is he, just a minion, who dares to judge his mother's character? He has today, but he is only reaping the consequences.

Since then, her temper has been getting worse and worse day by day, Chaoyun pulled her hair when she combed her hair, and the dim sum brought by agarwood turned out to be exactly the same as that of the lowly maid, and the little maids looked a little strange when they saw her, what were they talking about her?!

In this kind of unwarranted speculation and self-torture day after day, she became more and more violent. These lowly minions are all hateful! She is her mother's daughter, the eldest lady of the Sun family, her status is so noble, she naturally has to follow her mother's teachings, and the low-ranking person should be punished by her high-ranking person if he is wrong, what's wrong with this?!

She didn't fail to see that her father's gaze at her became more and more complicated, and occasionally she sighed; It's not that she doesn't know that her birthday is actually only one day away from the daughter of the aunt in the side courtyard, and the birthday gift given to her by her father is a hairpin made by Zhenbao Zhai, but she made a longevity peach for the concubine; It's not that she can't see that her father's treatment of that lowly aunt is so different from that of her mother, but so what?

Her father didn't like her, she didn't care at all, as early as the day she knew the truth, she finally knew why her father had been lukewarm to her for so many years, and at that time, she had cut off all expectations of her father.

He is his own father, one of the most talented courtiers in the whole Dacao, but he is also a rural scholar from a poor background, a cold man who still recites poems in the poetry club on the day his mother gives birth, and an indifferent person who loves his concubine, what is she going to do with such a person? It's just a longevity peach, she just needs to wave her hand, and even the Shang Palace of the Shangshan Bureau will do it for her with her own hands, why should she be angry with those lowly people?

In such a day after day of self-deception, Sun Miaoyi felt that her life at home was quite happy, her status was noble, and her temperament was not good, and everyone in the house was submissive to her, although the aunt in the side hospital died of illness, and her mother took her concubine to her side to be her companion, which made her very unhappy, but the concubine was still knowledgeable and respectful to her. Besides, her mother loved her so much, and she was satisfied.

In the blink of an eye, the new emperor ascended the throne, and it was time to enrich the harem. On the day when the flowers and birds came to the house, her father put on an unprecedented posture to have a long talk with herself, and asked her if she wanted to enter the palace. She just thought the question was stupid.

Of course, she has to enter the palace, and she has to become the highest and most noble woman in the harem, so that she can be worthy of her identity and fight for her mother!

She said these words unabashedly, and her mother nodded happily, but her father looked at her worriedly: "Miao'er, Daddy knows how much you complain about me in your heart, but you are my daughter, and parents naturally want their children to live a safe and happy life." Think about it, do you want to enter the palace? Not for status, not for wealth and glory, but for yourself. ”