Adore Trick of Beauty

Her estrangement and calmness made the imperial concubine startled.

Nie Wushuang bypassed her, continued to fetch water from the well, and then sat by the wooden tub to wash clothes. The sound of the wooden gavel sounded like it was knocking on everyone's heart.

Concubine Jinghuang was stunned for a while, then stepped forward and grabbed the gavel in her hand and threw it on the ground, angrily said: "What deserves it? Sister Nie has done so much, why did she end up like this? You go and I see the emperor, I want to ask him, why did he treat you like this! Feng"

She pulled Nie Wushuang up and was about to walk out.

Nanny Zhang hurriedly stepped forward, blocked her way, and said with a flattering smile: "Imperial Concubine, the criminal woman Nie Wushuang can't just leave like this. Without the imperial decree and oral order, this criminal woman cannot leave Yongxiang. Please also ask the emperor Concubine, take care of me a little more..."

The imperial concubine Jinghuang was very angry, and she pushed away Madam Zhang who was standing in front of her: "This palace is going to take her away today, do you know who she is? She is the empress!"

There was a trace of sarcasm in Zhang Momo's eyes, and she said in a strange voice: "This servant knows that she is the queen, but didn't she betray the emperor? That's why she has to be punished in this Yongxiang, isn't it? Imperial concubine, can you Don't let the servants be wronged because of poor guarding."

The imperial concubine said angrily: "Go away! My palace..."

She wanted to say more, but Nie Wushuang pressed her hand: "Mother, I won't leave."

She broke away from her hand again, took the gavel and continued to wash the clothes: "Your Majesty, you can go. I am very comfortable here."

Concubine Jinghuang looked at her sharp and thin chin, and the pair of big and dark beautiful eyes on her pale face were expressionless, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart: "You...you...why do you all have to be like this? Are you willing to die?"

Nie Wushuang was slightly startled, and there was some light in her wooden eyes. She looked at the crying imperial concubine Jinghuang and asked in a low voice: "He..."

The imperial concubine wiped her tears and sobbed: "Prince Rui is in the sky prison. I asked him to write a statement of repentance, but he didn't write it... All of you are like this. Do you feel happy only when you die?"

The gavel in Nie Wu's hands fell into the tub, she was stunned for a long time, picked it up, and said flatly: "He can't write."

"But he is the emperor's favorite and most trusted younger brother! You are all so selfish, you know how much the emperor's heart hurts!" The imperial concubine looked at Nie Wushuang with tears in her eyes: "Why must this be so? Why must he rebel? Isn't there a better way?"

Nie Wushuang unconsciously rubbed the dirty clothes in his hands, and a faint smile appeared on his pale lips: "He has gone too far on the wrong road, and he can't turn back. So he can only keep going. Just like me, at the beginning It's wrong, you shouldn't come to Yingguo, you shouldn't enter the palace, you shouldn't... fall in love with the emperor..."

She smiled softly: "Sister Yu told me, never fall in love with the emperor... Now I understand what she said. As long as I don't fall in love with the emperor, I will not make such a choice now. But I fell in love with the Emperor, and I cannot owe Prince Rui."

Some water stains appeared on her face at some point, whether it was tears or the cold water splashed on the laundry, it was about to fall.

"Sister respect, I have come to the end of this road. The emperor should treat me no matter what. I can't pretend that nothing happened, and I can't forget everything that happened before. No matter what he owes What happened to me, or what I owed him, I can't forget all of this. So, kneel before him and beg him to forgive me, beg him to forgive Feng Qing... I can't do it." Nie Wushuang said quietly.

After finishing speaking, she brushed back the messy hair that fell from her temples, picked up the mallet and beat her clothes vigorously, and stopped looking at the imperial concubine.

The imperial concubine was weeping, looking at Nie Wushuang who was bending over to work, she couldn't help asking the last sentence: "What about your child? Don't you want it too?"

Nie Wushuang paused, and continued to wash clothes vigorously, as if the matter in front of him was the most important thing in the world.

Concubine Jinghuang looked at her indifferently, and finally left disappointed. The moment she turned around, she did not see two lines of tears silently shed from Nie Wushuang's eyes...

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After a day of hard work, it was late at night when I could rest. Nie Wushuang wiped her numb hands and lit a blackened candle. The dark room was filled with a pungent musty smell. She seemed familiar with it. She smiled wryly and lay down on the cold bed, curled up in a ball. The sound of crackling firecrackers and fireworks.

Bright fireworks shot into the sky, illuminating even the most remote corners of the palace.

She fixedly looked out of the window, it was another New Year's Eve. Long-term memories spread from the bottom of my heart. There was a year of Shangyuan night, the sky full of fireworks and lanterns, and the sound of the lady and husband, all laughing and going away in the memory.

The exhaustion of her body surged, she hugged herself, and finally sank into a cold sleep...

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Working day after day is like an alley that people can never get out of. The unfinished work every day and the cold and hard meals that can't get enough made her thin body even weaker. In this kind of labor that hollowed out her body, she only felt that her soul was also empty.

"Get to work!" The soul-like voice is always by her side to remind her not to wander off.

Nie Wushuang withdrew his thoughts and continued to wash clothes.

Suddenly, the cry of a child was heard in the yard next door, and Nie Wushuang was shocked, and he couldn't help but raise his head.

"What are you looking at! Wash it up!" Nanny Zhang scolded viciously: "Look again, believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"

"There is a child..." Nie Wushuang raised his head and muttered.

"What child? Don't care about you! Wash it!" Zhang Nanny yelled.

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Dear editor said, Duan Geng is not a good female paper. So Bing bitterly put up the saved manuscript. There will be recommendations on Wednesday and Thursday, and Bing will put the final outcome. Ladies and gentlemen, rest assured. In the past two days, I have updated 2,000 words a day. Today's update is complete. Wushuang still has to suffer a little, everyone!

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