Chapter 71: He felt pity for the crown princess
The twilight outside the flower window was blurred, only a few palace lights were still on, He Yue put the embroidery shed aside, half-straightened her waist, and the hem of her gold embroidered clothes swayed, and she stretched out her plain white hand to close the flower window.
In the meantime, a ray of moonlight poured down on her white neck, and her emaciated shoulders.
"Didn't anyone tell you?" He Yue's gentle and deep gaze rested on Mo'er's delicate face.
The revered princess didn't show any of the looks he wanted to see, and asked calmly and gently, her voice was quiet.
"What?" Mo'er's voice was astringent, his thinking was stiff, and the tone he spoke was a little weird, which was the usual pronunciation of Lan Guo.
He Yue leaned down slightly, staring at his sluggish expression, he had an extremely pitiful complexion, and he was not timid.
"Xiao Guanzi or Xiao Peach, didn't they warn you not to talk to this palace?"
The face of the crown princess He was calm, but there was deep compassion and tiredness in her eyes, and Mo'er racked her brains to accurately describe it, like a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, with powerless goodness.
"Aunt Tao said it before the slave gave the wooden box, and Grandpa Guan said it again after the slave gave the wooden box." Mo'er replied.
He was a little disappointed that He was too calm, and he was inevitably caught by her heavy and dark eyes, and she looked very tired.
"Hmm." He Yue was not surprised by his answer, and only reached out to stroke his hair, "Then why do you have to talk to this palace?" Aren't you afraid of death? ”
Mo'er felt her gentle and soft palm, and this hand also held a knife to pierce his chest, and his eyes fell on her gorgeous palace clothes, "The slave doesn't want to hide it from the crown princess, the slave is the slave of the crown princess, not His Royal Highness the prince." ”
His words were sincere, He Yue smiled lightly, withdrew his hand, and didn't know how much to believe.
She held the embroidery shed again, put her free hand on the embroidery book and compared it to the embroidery picture, her voice was indifferent, "Mo'er, you have to learn to pretend to be deaf and pretend to be dumb, so that you can save your life in the East Palace, what is good about being a slave and maid of the palace, this East Palace is the East Palace of the prince." ”
In a sense, the crown princess also belonged to the crown prince and was placed in a part of the East Palace.
He Yue's head throbbed, her eyes were a little stunted, and she couldn't even see the embroidery clearly, Xiao Lizi died, she was so young, she was still a child in modern times, she didn't expect Ning Rusong to take Xiao Lizi's life.
Revenge creates iniquity, she is an invisible executioner, and she has to bear most of this karma.
Xiao Taozi came back with a new ball of embroidery thread at this time, she knelt on the other side of He Yue, put the embroidery thread in the embroidery basket, and her tone revealed joy, "Princess, it just so happens that there is still this color in the warehouse, but you don't need to go to the eunuch in charge to get it, it saves a lot of trouble." ”
"I'm tired of embroidery, so put things away." He Yue still couldn't see clearly, his head was buzzing, so he simply put down the embroidery shed in his hand and didn't struggle.
"Yes, Crown Princess." The little peach didn't have any beak, and the scattered things were arranged in the embroidery basket.
She is a palace maid who is more deferential than Mama Lu and more deferential than Xiao Lizi, so a housekeeper and two big palace maids, in the end, only she stayed in Biyuan and became the only big palace maid, and since then there is no more decent palace maid than her in Biyuan.
The flower window was propped up, He Yue leaned against the window, the cold night wind made her mind clearer, stretched out her arm and leaned out of the window, her sleeves were wet.
She misses Lijia Village, she thinks about the Aunt Fang who owes her silver, she thinks about the second uncle Li who pulls the oxcart at the entrance of the village, and even thinks about the former Li Xiaoshu.
She didn't want to embroider, she wanted to sell rouge and be a merchant.
He Yue has never had great ambitions, and he can't do it, and he can't do it well.
"Little Pear is still young, send her back to the Internal Affairs Office, this palace has some remorse, little peach, you will visit her on behalf of this palace tomorrow." He Yue turned his back to the little peach and whispered.
The cat over there made a fuss again, quite pampered and arrogant, but he was pressed in his arms by Mo'er and couldn't move, stupid cats, even tigers, he was not afraid.
Xiao Taozi's movements in her hands were still smooth, and after a while, everything was ready, and she said respectfully, "Grandpa Guan knows that the crown princess has always loved Xiao Lizi, so he has already said hello to her, found a good place for her, and assigned it to Concubine Zhang in the palace outside the palace, Concubine Zhang is a first-class kindness. ”
He Yue closed his eyes, leaned his head against the window, and said in a warm tone, "It's good to have a good place to go." ”
Little Peach smiled on her face, "Don't worry about the crown princess. ”
Mo'er, who was kneeling in the corner and petting the cat, suddenly felt that the crown princess He was a little pitiful, which was pitiful.
Isn't she pretending to be deaf and dumb, day after day, year after year, and she won't be depressed?