"Sister, it's okay, say slowly. I stretched out my hand to wipe away her tears, she coughed slightly, seeing that vanilla helped my sister to sit up, I quickly took my sister's hand, I felt that my sister's hand was always cold, looking at my sister's appearance, it was seven or eight points similar to Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions". Just like Cao Xueqin's sketch wrote: "The two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, and a pair of eyes seem to be happy but not happy." The state is full of sorrows, and the disease of the whole body. ”

I motioned for Vanilla to stand aside, and I helped my sister to sit up on the bed, my sister was still coughing vigorously, and it didn't seem to be getting better, in the 21st century, people still like to eat stewed fritillary with pear when they mention coughing, which shows that Chinese medicine and medicinal diet are effective in any era in China. However, why did my sister use so many medicines but it didn't work? Kangxi Ye is also very concerned about his sister, why, my sister's body is still so weak.

"Vanilla, go, decoction medicine for your little master, I'll take care of your little master here, by the way, call the palace maid who slept in front of the palace gate to go to the Internal Affairs Office to get twenty court staffs, and she didn't serve the little master in broad daylight, and actually fell asleep, it's really dereliction of duty!"

After my sister heard my words, she waved her hand at me with difficulty, and then said weakly: "Sister, forget it, spare them, sister, I am just a constant presence, or a sick permanence, although the emperor cares about my sister and me, but I can't serve the emperor, the emperor is naturally much colder to me, this palace is like this, the wall is down and everyone pushes it!"

Looking at me, my sister sighed again, she didn't expect that her own sister also followed her steps into this deep palace, if it wasn't for the glory of the family and the expectations of Ama Eniang, she would not have stepped into this deep palace. Now, her husband and other women are like glue, and she can only stay in the west hall of this cold Chuxiu Palace, thinking that one day she can be favored. However, if he is so sick, it is impossible for him to give birth to an heir for Kangxi. Therefore, it is difficult for him to be favored by the emperor like Concubine De and Concubine Yi. Now, his own sister has also come to the Forbidden City and has become a female official in the Qianqing Palace. And most of the female officials of the Qianqing Palace have become the side blessings of the princes and Baylors. Houmen is as deep as the sea. It's okay to live like this, and now, my sister will also follow in my footsteps, how can my sister not be sad. My sister pulled me and asked, "Sister, are Ama and Eniang okay?" I nodded again and again, although I don't know if Ama and Eniang are good, but seeing that she cares so much about the family, she must be a good sister, I said: "Ama and Eniang are very good, sister rest assured." There was a hint of relief in her eyes, and she asked: "Yitonga must be 4 years old this year, I remember that when I first entered the palace, he was just able to walk, and it has been more than two years. I patted her hand and said, "Sister, don't worry, he will be happy to have such a sister in the future, and Ama and Eniang will also be proud of you for winning glory for the family in the palace." She let out a sigh and said, "Sister, what's your headache?" I thought to myself, should I sue her that I am not her sister, I can't say this, no one can say this! I said, "Sister, I somehow had a headache during the draft, and I forgot a lot of things in the past. She immediately sat up with concern and said, "Is there anything wrong?" I pressed her back to the couch and said, "You, you better be careful of your body, I, yes, I haven't had a headache since I lost my memory last time." She nodded. "Mo Yi, are you still used to being on duty in the Qianqing Palace?" I said like a short circuit in my brain: "Sister, it seems that this emperor is not so difficult to serve, it's okay, it's just that the emperor is a little dull sometimes, I really don't know what he's thinking all day long!" After listening to this, my sister looked at me with a pair of beautiful eyes and shook her head again and again: "Hey, Mo Yi, although you are only thirteen years old, but now you are a six-rank female official, you also have to know that you speak decently, can the emperor be judged by us?" In this palace, it is not as good as at home, Ama and Eniang both spoil you, here, you may be guilty at any time. ”

The woman in the palace who is so sad never forgets that she is the emperor's woman, her husband does not care about herself, and she should bear it if she flirts with other women, and she has to maintain it for her husband everywhere. No wonder men in the 21st century want to dream back to the Tang Dynasty, because women in ancient times were easy to bully.

I look at my sister now so sad, and I don't feel good in my heart, I want to comfort and comfort my sister, but I don't know what to say, because, after all, I'm not really Moyi. I had to turn my head and ask Vanilla, "How long have you been serving my sister?" She was a little surprised and said, "Second Miss Hui, the slave maid was brought to the palace by the eldest lady from the house." I handed her the ten taels of silver in my sleeve and said, "My sister will bring you to the palace, she will see you, I want you to remember, not a word that should be said, not a word that should not be said, not a word is allowed." She knelt down and said, "The eldest lady is as kind to the slave and maid as a mountain, how can the slave and the maid also pursue the master." I nodded, and my sister looked at me and said, "Sister, your temperament is really different from before, you never spoke like this before." I said: "Sister, you take good care of your body, I will come to see you in a few days, since the vanilla is in our house, it must be trustworthy, if my sister misses me, call her to come to the Qianqing Palace to find me." My sister nodded, and I then left Chuxiu Palace.

The battle of tongues at the front door has ended, and stepping out of Chuxiu Palace is an unprecedented liberation. I turned my head to look, Niu Hulu. Mo Lian, this 17-year-old girl, has been tortured into something, I absolutely can't, absolutely can't!

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