Unloading the heavy burden, Feng Yu felt a sudden sense of relief on his body, this feeling not only came from the body, but also from the release of the soul. Whenever she finished a heavy task that was difficult for her age, she would have such a relaxed state of mind, and finally she would get through it safely, and the days from Noji Tailai would be shortened by another day.

Feng Yu gulped two large bowls of water, feeling a little full stomach in an instant, not so hungry and uncomfortable, washed his little face full of sweat, and smiled stupidly at the reflection in the water. Looking at the little face with an ordinary appearance, and because she had never eaten a full meal, she looked a little yellow and thin, she said to herself, what a cute little girl, God will not always treat you like this, everything will be fine, you have to work hard, you can't give up on yourself!

With a slight touch of his finger on the reflection in the water, the smiling face instantly rippled and disappeared.

I picked up the small purple flower picked in the back mountain, at the moment it was a little wilted because of the lack of nourishment from the soil, but in Fengyu's opinion, it was still so cute and beautiful, just like when she first saw it. The five petals are evenly arranged around the yellow stamen, and although it is extremely ordinary, it still quietly and lushly releases its unique beauty.

Fengyu began to regret it, it shouldn't have been picked for its own whim, otherwise it should still be happily accompanied by its roots at the moment!

Caring is truly happy, flowers have their own roots, know where it comes from. And what about Fengyu? Where did she come from? Who are the parents? Who has ever really cared for her? In addition to the hardships of life since childhood, which gave her a tenacious will to survive, she didn't know what other precious things she had.

I was about to sprinkle some water on the flower to moisten its dry leaves, when I suddenly heard some noise outside. Curious for a moment, Feng Yu hurriedly took the wilted little flower and went to find the source of the sound.

"Miss doesn't treat our subordinates as human beings, I have followed her for so many years, and there is no merit and hard work! Just because of such a little thing, let me slap my mouth in front of everyone, my life is really bitter, and I am only to blame for the wrong birth. A shrill cry came into Feng Yu's ears.

A girl dressed as a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old with a thin face and small eyes was sitting on the stone platform crying with tears in her eyes, and her left hand was still caressing her slightly reddened cheeks from time to time. Next to her stood several little girls in the same costume, all of whom looked at her indifferently, as if they were listening to someone else's story, and occasionally let out a few insincere comforting voices.

It is not that they are cold-blooded and ruthless, and have no sympathy for the misery of others, but that in this royal palace, where there is no fairness to speak of, the dignity of their subordinates seems to be more unworthy than the mud in the puddles of the earth. Who hasn't been in the same situation? If everyone's misfortune had to be sympathized with with emotion, wouldn't it be too busy to die.

Feng Yu hid behind a huge pillar, because of his low status, he didn't dare to be like other girls, close to the crying girl, the woman's name is Xiaohong, is the personal maid of the second lady of the palace, because of the relationship of directly serving the master, in the next person, it is a relatively high-status existence. Although Fengyu never dared to offend these maids who came earlier than herself, she was often angry by others for reasons that were not reasons, resulting in venting her anger on herself.

"Our maid is so pitiful, when will it change! Why is it so unfair! Xiaohong cried so much that she was crying with rain, and when she was lamenting the injustice of God, she suddenly saw Fengyu hiding behind the pillar and looking at her.

Feng Yu felt a little embarrassed when she felt Xiaohong's gaze, so she had to reluctantly squeeze out a smile, and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong that was not suitable for her to appear immediately. Before he could turn around, he heard Xiaohong stop herself from leaving.

"Stone, you come over to me!"

"Sister Xiaohong, what's the matter?" Feng Yu saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to walk to Xiaohong's approach.

"What's the matter? When will it be your turn to laugh at me! Sister Hong's liveliness is beautiful, isn't it? Xiaohong, who was depressed and had nowhere to vent, couldn't help but lift her spirits when she saw Fengyu, and finally had a punching bag.

"No, how dare I laugh at you, Sister Hong, I just happened to pass by here." Fengyu said cowardly.

"Then why are you sneaking around there? Watching me being bullied by my master makes you happy, doesn't it? Xiaohong is even more dignified, and even a lowest-level fire girl doesn't take her seriously now.

"No, I'm not happy!" Usually Xiaohong is famous for bullying the girls below, Feng Yu can't afford to provoke such a character, so he hurriedly explained, but what is the trouble of adding to the crime?

"Don't quibble! You little girl who looks like a mouse! Changing the color of Xiao Suo just now, Xiaohong's face became a little hideous because of excitement at this moment.

Before she had time to explain more, Xiaohong had already stood up violently, and the slap was thrown heavily on Feng Yu's face. Feng Yu felt a burning sensation in his left cheek, a hint of sweetness in his mouth, and was stunned by this sudden accident for a while. Usually, they are often bullied by other maids and old mothers, but that is only limited to the tongue, although their words are a little vicious, but at least they have not evolved to today's situation of adding fists and feet.

Since entering the palace, although the weak Fengyu has no ability to protect herself, but because she was punched and kicked for the first time, she couldn't help but have a trace of resentment in her eyes, although she didn't dare to evolve to the level of anger, but that unfriendly gaze, how could a little red who had seen the eyes of her master for many years and was well versed in accidents not see it.

"What kind of eyes are you? Not convinced, isn't it? Why do you want me to slap my mouth like Miss? I'll hit you, what can you do? "Because of the relationship that is eight or nine years older than Feng Yu, she looks a head taller than her, and if you want to beat a humble little girl who has no power to tie the chicken, it is simply a matter of being caught.

After saying that, Xiaohong pushed it to the ground and kicked the thin and poor Feng Yu with his hands and feet, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had accumulated for many years on Feng Yu. Kicking and kicking hard again and again is not an ugly curse.

Some of the onlookers on the side persuaded a few words lightly, some watched everything happen, and even watched with a relieved smile. As the same as the humiliation of their masters, they have become numb and cold to all the injustices, so that they have completely forgotten to sympathize with the weak and compassion for others! Then who will pity him?

They have long been accustomed to living without the slightest dignity, and when they are bullied by their superiors, they will only find an outlet weaker than themselves, and then continue to pour their pain into others, this is balance, a kind of deformed rule that people living at the bottom must follow.

"I think you're still laughing at me? Still glaring at me? Let you be angry with me again! ”

Xiaohong became more and more energetic, after the resentment was vented, and felt a little happy because of bullying others, looking at a little girl who had no power to fight back, curled up under her body and twisting her body in pain, moaning in pain, she felt extremely comfortable, because what she was doing at the moment was venting, using the physical pain of another poor soul to make up for all the pain she had experienced.

Feng Yu tried his best to curl up his small body because of too much pain, how could a nine-year-old child face such a situation except to endure and obey? Even though it hurt to be kicked and beaten, she clenched her teeth tightly, trying her best not to let out a cry of pain, not even a word of begging for mercy, just thinking about patience in her heart! Fengyu, you don't call it a stone. Everything will pass, the next moment will be fine!

Feng Yu looked at the small purple flower not far from him, which was knocked down from his hand by Xiao Hong. At this moment, it was also committed because of its own commitment, and two small petals fell heavily to the ground, lying quietly on the ground, and it seemed to be looking at Fengyu, who was still ravaged. Feng Yu suddenly squeezed out a smile in pain and looked at the purple flower that had a similar fate to herself.

"At least you're with me! I'm not alone. Feng Yu said in his heart.

"Look at you! I saw the stone smiling just now! Was she beaten stupid, or was she crazy? A girl from the sidelines shouted.

"Did you read that wrong? Is she crying? How can anyone laugh when they are beaten! Another slightly younger girl said.

"That's right, I saw it just now! Xiaohong, stop it~ It's bad to make a fuss! The girl, who was obviously close to Xiaohong, reminded.

"You're such a madman! At this time, you can still laugh, you are born to be a beaten slut! ”

Xiaohong also woke up a little from the crazy pleasure just now, after all, she was just a subordinate, if she really accidentally killed this skinny stinky girl, she wouldn't be happy, and she was a little tired. Let her die! So he stopped attacking Fengyu with his hands and feet, and walked away with those little girls. No one cast a sympathetic look at Fengyu, even though she seemed so helpless and powerless at the moment.

It's so quiet, as if she is the only one in the whole void, the little purple flower is still not far from her, but her vision is a little blurry, as if her eyes are getting heavier and heavier, and the pain on her body doesn't seem to be very obvious·····

When the small purple flowers in his hand became clear again, Fengyu was once again on the green grass, and everything in the past turned out to be just a memory.