She didn't feel sad.

In this world, we always want others to love themselves honestly and passionately, without any impurities.

However, there must be a reason for the love in the beginning.

Even if it is met among thousands of people, it is difficult to give up love from then on, there is no reason, just the feeling of that moment.

But the feeling itself at that moment is already the cause.

She's stupid, but she's so sober that she doesn't even have strong feelings.

She clearly knows that there is no love between them, nothing more than a psychological empathy, and an inability to resist.

Kangxi loves freedom and unfettered.

And she has it.

That's all.

She couldn't resist.

Just being involved, she almost died from the post officer.

She is just an ordinary woman, she is neither bigger than the earth, nor bigger than the sky, and naturally even bigger than the strict etiquette.

She can only survive in this environment by conforming to Kangxi and this era.

She knows it.

Kangxi's dense kiss fell on her neck, and she closed her eyes softly, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Kangxi asked her: "It's not your fault, why do you admit it." ”

"Minions...... I don't understand. ”

"Chen."

She closed her eyes, did not open them, and said softly: "Since the slave has been punished, there is no need for two people to be punished. ”

Therefore, when she was indiscriminately beaten on the board, because of Kangxi's whim, she was brought to Kangxi by Liang Jiugong, and she did not defend a word.

Kangxi asked her softly in a low voice: "Do you want her to pay?" ”

His hand wandered off her neck.

She said, "No, don't." ”

She knew that she nodded and said yes at this time, Chen Jiayi would never be good.

But she herself has thought about this more than once in the gap of time - whether she wants to one day, with power in her hands, and then take revenge back.

She asked herself: Why bother?

Why take revenge on others?

Chen Jiayi was afraid of being punished and pushed the matter to her, which couldn't be more normal.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

She understood.

Because of understanding, so compassion.

After all, she is not the heroine of those palace douwen, she can't hurt others just because she is injured.

If so, what is the difference between her and these women who originally lived in this era and had to enter the palace.

You are no different from others when you hurt others by the means they used to harm you.

Others are hell?

You are to others, and you are to others. Well, you're hell for everyone else too.

So, so be it.

Zhuangzi has clouds: externalize but not internalize.

Her actions, words, and demeanor can conform to this era, but her mind can never conform to this era.

Rather than being hurt, Umalu is more afraid that one day, she will become a part of this era from the inside out, and identify with this era from the bottom of her heart.

Then she will no longer be the Umalus, but the Uyamalu.

She erased her past as Umalus.

She even denied herself.

She didn't want to.

So, from beginning to end, she wanted to remember that she was not from here, nor did she belong here.

She can't forget where she came from, because if she forgets one day, she forgets where she came from and why she came from.

A person who has forgotten even his own roots is nothing more than rootless duckweed.

Even though the world is rich, it is still extremely sad.

She repeated softly: "Master, the slave is unwilling. ”

Her neck was choked by her hands, and the pressure of the hand gave her a feeling of almost suffocation.

She didn't resist.

Kangxi observed her expression and didn't let go until she was about to really turn her back on her breath.

She breathed softly.

He buried himself in her shoulder: "Malu, Erinzhu, what would you do without me." ”

She clinged to his shoulders and remained silent.

For the first time, he had love in his heart, and that love and pity set her apart from his other concubines.

The kiss fell densely.

The voice was mixed with a kiss: "What are you going to do without me." ”

She laughed, but did not answer, and smiled like a flower on the prairie.

She deserves to belong to the blue sky and white clouds, the endless grassland, and the free wind.

Since then, the scenery is gorgeous and the water is shining.

Kangxi summoned her, naturally more than once.

And that went on for a long, long time.

In the blink of an eye, it was winter.

Umalu sat in the tea-serving room, dressed in a half-new plain green placket and shoulders, and roasted there.

The door was opened and closed half-open, reserved for Xiao Meng's father-in-law to pass on the message.

However, when the weather is cold, there is usually tea simmering in the inner room, and it is not often used to send messages to the tea service.

Kangxi is busy with affairs, maybe he hasn't passed on Umalu for a long time, and Umalu is happy to be quiet.

The weather was cold, and when I returned to the house, it was very cold.

They are the emperor's people, although they have coal, there is not much to divide it into, and I don't know if it is because of the relationship of Umalu, this year there is twice as much coal as usual.

Only they have to save money.

I just gathered together, did some embroidery work, talked, and passed the time.

Ma Jia Rongrong looked at the charcoal fire, and he didn't waste it, so he simply simmered soup on it to warm his stomach.

The boiled vegetables they had been eating for several days in a row were just hot.

Kangxi appreciates the dishes once every three or five days, and the dishes that are appreciated, after all the way, have already been cold, and they must be simmered and eaten again, so as not to cold the stomach, then it is troublesome.

When it was time for dinner, Xiao Meng's father-in-law brought two dishes, and Umalu planned to wait for Ma Jia Rongrong to come back before simmering.

After waiting for a while, Ma Jia Rongrong has not returned.

Chen Jiayi had the heart to eat first, but her relationship with the other two was really not good, if there was no accident, she would have to stay in the tea house for the rest of her life, and there was really no need to anger these two again.

With a veil in her hand, she walked out of the door and saw Ma Jiarongrong coming back.

Ma Jia Rongrong originally had a smile on her face, but when she saw that it was her, the smile on her face faded a little.

She walked over with a food box in her hand and a package in her hand.

When she entered the house, she simmered the vegetables and ate.

The three of them had a meal that was not embarrassing or embarrassing.

Ma Jiarongrong talked about it: "My Ama Eniang asked someone to send me something, and I had to check it when I entered the palace, so it was a little late." ”

The two listened.

Ma Jia Rongrong is a cheerful person, she said: "When I came back, I met the palace person who entered the palace with me, and she often worked there. The two of us chatted a little, and I compared it privately, and the charcoal fire here is comparable to a constant palace fire. ”

Everyone knew what was going on, but no one answered, and the stubble passed by itself.

Ma Jiarong said: "She told me about canonization. It's almost time for the second elder brother to be officially canonized as the crown prince. She said that the master she was serving was worried about what kind of congratulatory gift she was giving. ”