The more I thought about Xiuzhu like this, the more I felt that my own county lord was between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Third Prince, as if he preferred His Royal Highness the Third Prince. But on weekdays, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the little county lord are very intimate, and he once asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to find the little county lord in the middle of the night, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince learned that the little county lord was missing, so he went to find the little county lord himself.

Xiuzhu's thoughts were a little chaotic, on the one hand, she felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not good to the little county lord, and he was indeed the beloved person of the little county lord, and on the other hand, she felt that the little county lord liked His Royal Highness the Third Prince a little, and she began to feel a little distressed after thinking about it.

Suddenly, Xiuzhu thought that His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince seemed to have a good relationship with the little county lord, and the fourth prince also treated the county lord sincerely...... It seems that the little county lord of his own family is really very popular!

Xiuzhu was so engrossed that he even stopped helping Ji Yueqin comb her hair.

"Aunt Xiuzhu, what do you say?" Ji Yueqin said with great interest.

"The county lord forgives the sin, just now the slave and maid were thinking about things, and I didn't hear the county lord talking." Xiuzhu reacted to the fact that the county lord was calling himself, he was just like Huaizhu on weekdays, and he was thinking about which prince his own county lord and prince were more suitable every day. It seems that Huaizhu, this girl, has really affected herself.

Ji Yueqin looked at Xiuzhu with a smile and said: "Aunt Xiuzhu also said that I, have I worked too hard recently, what is there to let Huaizhu share more, and let Huaizhu learn the rules." ”

mentioned Huaizhu, Xiuzhu showed a crying and laughing expression, "Huaizhu's girl is a little scalped, and she is more playful, and the slave is terrible, she messed things up." ”

Ji Yueqin looked at Aunt Xiuzhu's expression from the mirror, and said with a smile: "Aunt Xiuzhu thinks that Huaizhu will mess things up, it is obvious that she is spoiling Huaizhu's leather girl." Besides, Huaizhu was taught by Aunt Xiuzhu, so where will it go? Aunt Xiuzhu spoils the child so much, it seems that it's time to marry Aunt Xiuzhu and give birth to a big fat boy! ”

Xiuzhu listened to Ji Yueqin say this, her eyes were a little lonely, but on the surface, she still looked gentle and virtuous and smiled: "The slave doesn't want to get married!" The slave and maid will watch our little lord get married and have children. ”

Ji Yueqin felt embarrassed, but she also saw the loneliness flashing in Xiuzhu's eyes, she turned around and took Xiuzhu's hand and said: "Aunt Xiuzhu, what's wrong, if my aunt really wants to go out of the palace to marry, I will go and talk to the Queen Mother." ”

"It's okay county lord, the slave doesn't want to get married, the slave just wants to be by the county lord's side, it's enough for the slave to be accompanied by Huaizhu and the little county lord, what can you hope for? What's more, serving the county lord is the blessing of the slave and the maid, how dare the slave and the maid think of anything else? Aunt Xiuzhu pulled out a stiff smile and said.

Ji Yueqin knew that Aunt Xiuzhu had a knot, and when she saw her like this, she said with a straight face: "Aunt Xiuzhu has something in her heart but she doesn't tell me about it, she must really not take me to heart, Aunt Xiuzhu really makes me sad." ”

There were tears in the corners of Xiuzhu's eyes, and when he saw Ji Yueqin's appearance, he quickly knelt down and said, "The slave doesn't dare!" It is really a blessing for the slave to be able to serve the county master, how dare the slave not take the county lord to heart. It's just ......"

Aunt Xiuzhu choked up, but did not continue.

Ji Yueqin listened to Xiuzhu's words, and the seriousness on her face eased slightly, she hurriedly pulled up Xiuzhu who was kneeling on the ground, "Okay, okay, Aunt Xiuzhu, get up, this weather, the ground is really cold, and after kneeling for a long time, there will be something wrong with the bones of the body." The rules of the palace are that as long as the palace maid who is over twenty-eight years old can leave the palace, and the aunt will not be able to leave the palace in a few years, don't worry. If you want to get out of the palace earlier, Yueqin can also go to the Queen Mother to talk about it. ”

Xiuzhu shook his head, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and said lonely: "Xiuzhu will not leave the county lord, Xiuzhu will follow the county lord all his life, beg the county lord not to drive Xiuzhu away." ”

"Why is Aunt Xiuzhu so stupid, how can I drive my aunt away? What the hell is going on? Ji Yueqin looked at the appearance of Xiuzhu, took Xiuzhu's hand and asked softly.

Xiuzhu saw that Ji Yueqin had to ask why she came, so she sighed and said quietly: "The slave maid is twenty-five this year, and the family originally set a marriage for the slave maid. The county lord knows that generally those of us who are palace maids will be old and decrepit after leaving the palace, and generally we will either be widowers' main rooms, or marry some men who can't marry wives. ”

She sighed and continued: "Originally, the slave maid also had a good home, neither to be a stepmother for those widowers, nor to marry some people who did not do their jobs all day long, but to be engaged to the man who was a childhood sweetheart. But who knows, a few years ago, he fell in love with another woman, and even made her pregnant, so he married that woman. So he ran to the house of the slave and maid to leave his wife. ”

After saying that, Xiuzhu sobbed in a low voice, after all, as a palace maid, her fate may be like this. Xiuzhu didn't say that since the man came to retreat, she felt that it was Xiuzhu's fault, and it was because Xiuzhu couldn't tie the man's heart that others came to the door to withdraw from the family, so the family was embarrassed, so Xiuzhu's name was removed from the family tree.

Her heart died, she no longer believed in the promises made by men, and her indifference to her family made her completely chill. From then on, she planned to stay in the palace and serve the Queen Mother for the rest of her life.

But because of the arrival of Ji Yueqin, Xiuzhu's life has become no longer so boring, at least, she feels warm again, and because of Huaizhu's company, her life has gradually become interesting. It was they who slowly brought her dead heart back to life.

Ji Yueqin held Xiuzhu's cold hand, and the slightest warmth was transmitted from Ji Yueqin's palm to Aunt Xiuzhu's palm, and suddenly Xiuzhu's tears stopped abruptly, and she looked at Ji Yueqin in front of her with teary eyes.

"It's all gone." Four simple words came out of Ji Yueqin's mouth gently. I have to say that Ji Yueqin's words do have a kind of magic power, which can make Xiuzhu tears gush like a spring. But it's not sadness, it's moving.

Ji Yueqin saw that Xiuzhu was crying even more fiercely, so she said in a panic: "Aunt Xiuzhu, don't cry, since it's not your beloved, don't think so much." Besides, Aunt Xiuzhu still has me! After that, he gently hugged the embroidered bamboo and comforted her.

Xiuzhu only felt warm in her heart, maybe God was not so bad for her, although she lost love and affection, but from another aspect, she could be regarded as harvesting something on the other side.

In this world, everything is conserved, and when you lose something, you will gain something from another aspect, and God is fair to everyone.

It's like Seon losing his horse, and he doesn't know if it's a blessing. Although the loss will make him miserable, God has also brought good things to him, and sometimes loss is the beginning, and the beginning is also loss. As long as you can see clearly, your heart will naturally open up.