1752 General, please on the couch (3)
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But she also knew in her heart that the master she was serving was not very bright. Therefore, he did not kneel down to plead guilty, but he did not see the other party's meaning clearly on his face.
Everyone else is scrambling to climb out, trying to climb to a higher position. But she doesn't think so, there is nothing bad in the cold palace except for the gloomy night and the poor living environment. At least it's much safer than outside, here, no master will punish her at will, or even kill her with a word.
Those people, what's so good outside, if you're not careful, you make a mistake, and you can't save a small life.
She can see clearly that people like them are cheap, and she doesn't want to look forward to a rich life outside. Just thought about it, he stayed in the cold palace until he was twenty-five years old and was released from the palace.
At that time, even if you are alone, you will not have a bad time.
"You're not in good health, and the weather is still a little cold, so you won't come out with a piece of clothing." While nagging, she stepped forward to help Su Kui.
"Want to bask in the sun?" The palace maid looked up at the sunlight overhead, and felt that it was okay to bask for a while, so she said: "Be careful, then bask for a while, you stand and wait, I'll get you a chair." โ
Su Kui has been silent, and the palace maid is also used to it, in this cold palace, there are all poor people. Just said that she was serving, she hadn't read many books, and she couldn't understand what outsiders were talking about rebellion and big crimes. I only know that she is the only one left in this world, and she is still sick, and she has not seen her say a word since she came.
The silent woman is really good-looking, she can't describe it, she just feels like the goddess in the painting, but her face is thin, her complexion is pale, and she looks very haggard. It's like a flower that has lost its nutrients, gradually withering.
How good it would be if she didn't enter the palace, with her appearance, no matter who she marries, she is the object of her husband's hand.
It's a pity.
The maid sighed, turned and went into the house, brought a chair out of it, and put it in the shade of a tree, so that she could sit.
Su Kui let it go and sat down quietly. Just as the palace maid picked up the broom and was about to leave, she suddenly spoke.
The voice that has not spoken for a long time is very hoarse, and the voice it makes is also very low, like a gust of wind, if you don't pay attention, you may not miss it, you can't hear it.
The palace maid was stunned, she turned her head in disbelief, "Master, you just spoke?" โ
Su Kui nodded slowly, and asked again in a hoarse voice, "What's your name?" โ
"Slaves, slaves and maids don't have names, my father and mother call me a big girl," the palace maid looked at Su Kui cautiously for a moment, she was dressed very old, but fortunately it was very clean. Dressed in plain green clothes, although her face was thin, she also noticed that her eyes seemed to be regaining clarity little by little.
"Master, why don't you give the slave a name?" She cautiously tempted.
Hearing this, Su Kui's dark eyes moved, and he found a comfortable position on the recliner and slowly lay down, closing his eyes. She knew that a pair of eyes had been watching her, but she still didn't move, which made the little palace maid feel uneasy.
Is it good or not that the master is like this?
In this entanglement, she suddenly thought of a word: back to the light!
Legend has it that people who have been sick for a long time will have a very clear mind before they die, and they will recall everything in their lives.
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