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Chapter 87 The tragedy of life is nothing more than this

"Slave... Slave... Before the crown prince, I met a young master who was as handsome as His Royal Highness. At that time, the slave fell in love with him, but because he was not in the right family, he was driven away by his family. However, the slaves have been outstanding since they were young, and they have also read poetry and books. The female workers are good at embroidery, and they think they are not much worse than those rich families. It takes four years to do it, but the four years of youth of the servant, except for the rougher hands and the face trampled by the wind and frost, nothing has been obtained. Although he often showed affection to me, he did not accept me into the house, so the servant Frustrated, I sneaked back home, only to find..."

"And found out that your father is no longer alive?"

"Ah... no—! Daddy! It's my daughter who is sorry for you. You worked so hard to raise her up, but she failed to repay you..." As she said, Xiaohui covered her face and wept bitterly.

I sighed and walked away silently.

I didn't know how to comfort her. After hearing her story, I just felt heartbroken, as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out by a knife.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and the child wants to support but the kiss does not wait.

There is nothing more tragic in life than this.

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The white horse carried the time on its back, and its hooves ticked past the first month of the lunar year. Seeing that tomorrow is the Hundred Flowers Festival on the second day of February, it is also my birthday.

The brother came back this afternoon, returned to Zhantian Mansion to wash up quickly, and then went back to the room to rest. It must be because the road was very tiring, and I didn't even have the time to say a word.

According to the usual practice, I still have dinner at Brother Que's place, with Xiaohui standing beside me serving, and there is no one else.

I have to say that although Xiaohui is frustrated in love, she has really trained well as a slave in the past four years. Or maybe she is grateful that Brother Que paid her to sell her body to bury her father, so she empathized and fell in love with Brother Que, anyway. The service was especially considerate. Ever since she came to the Chifang Pavilion, Brother Que could no longer get used to being served by other maidservants.

"Little Qingqing, tomorrow is your birthday. How do you want to celebrate this year? Has Tianluan come back today? Did he tell you what present he brought you?" Lan Fengque rolled her eyes cunningly, and began to inquire about Jitianluan's year. routine.

The prince doesn't believe it, he will be compared to you every year!

"No, brother went back to his room to rest as soon as he came back." I pouted and complained, "Birthday... this year, brother is so tired, I'd better live a simple life, let's eat something delicious together."

"How can this work? Do you know how old you will be tomorrow?"

"Um...fifteen... right?" Brother Que seemed to be a little bit wrong today...

"You little fool, [-]th is a big birthday. You'll be old by tomorrow. Even if you're a big girl, you've reached the age of marriage."

"Jiji..." I held my chopsticks in my mouth, remembering that I often heard those ladies who came to Brother Que's palace to drink tea said that when they reached the age of Jiji, they would ask their fathers to find a good marriage for themselves, one by one. His face became more and more red, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at Brother Que.

"Are you going to get married when Jiji is born? But Xiaoqing doesn't have a father, so she can't talk about a good marriage. Will... Will she marry a one-eyed old man who is a blacksmith in our town? I heard that he is a widower, but There have been several wives, all of whom were brought back by their own strength..."

"You silly girl, what are you thinking about? As the saying goes, you are a teacher for one day and a father for life. The Master of the National Teacher is your backer. Even if the Master of the National Teacher is busy with government affairs, you still have senior brothers. With Tianluan backing you up, are you still afraid that you won’t find a good marriage? Where did your widower come from? If he dares to come, brother Que will be the first to help you remove his arm! I don’t trust him alone Blacksmith, no matter how strong your arms are, can you overcome a divine punishment?"

"That's right, Ms. Xian, with your celestial beauty, even if you are the king of today, it's not impossible!" Xiaohui just finished serving the dishes, and when she heard what we were talking about, she couldn't help but add a sentence that she thought was very flattering to me. if.

"Then I absolutely dare not think about it!" I quickly waved my hand to deny it, lest Brother Que would think this idea was very possible.Seeing his increasingly cold eyes, I am afraid that he is imagining that one day in the future he will kneel down and bow to me, shouting "My son pays homage to my mother and concubine" while bowing.

"Hey, someone here is really shameless. Could it be that he was spoiled by his elder brother, and a broken sparrow wants to fly up to a branch?"

This familiar voice... Isn't it Lan Huangtian who tried to kill me many times?How could she be here at this hour?Ever since that incident happened last time, she has avoided me. Although she met me occasionally, she just gave me a hard look. Such a sharp verbal attack has not happened in a few years.

"Tian'er, why are you here?" Lan Fengque asked in surprise.

"Brother, I'm here to lead the way for sister Xiyue. I don't want to disturb your meal." Lan Huangtian respectfully saluted Lan Fengque, then turned around and let out Lan Xi, the lord of Anyang County, who was behind her. Yue.

"Sister Xiyue? She's a rare visitor, can I have dinner?"

"I've used it. A few days ago, the doorman caught a thousand-year-old black bear, and the cook at home stewed the bear's paw. I wanted to bring one for you and my younger sister. It just so happened that my younger sister was in the middle of it. I'm having dinner here, so I'll make another trip." Lan Xiyue also bowed to Lan Fengque, and then raised the basket in his hand.

"The bear's paw of a thousand years?" My eyes immediately drifted to the basket in her hand, and my saliva dripped unconsciously.

Xiaohui was very clever, and the basket was withdrawn immediately, presumably she ordered the kitchen to prepare extra meals.

"Hehe, my sister Qingfu laughed at me. With Tianluan's ability, the thousand-year-old monsters would not be ignored. Presumably my sister often eats the meat of the ten-thousand-year-old monster brought back by Tianluan?"

"Eh..." It's a ten thousand year old monster, this lazy brother only comes back once a year, and never brought me any supplements or delicacies.

"Sister Xiyue is too humble. This thousand-year-old black bear is very rare, not to mention that it was made by your cook. It is hard to find a second one in the world. Besides, the monster is over a thousand years old, and the meat is refined and tender. It is the most refreshing, but after ten thousand years, it is too old to chew. Tianluan brought back a Wannian Siyu from the previous day. Thinking that Xiao Qing likes to eat Siyu dumplings, he threw it to me and told the royal chef I tried to do it, but all the knives in the palace curled up and failed to scrape off the fish scales. Finally, after I finally broke the fish scales with the [Donglai] sword, guess what? It is already extremely deep, and the flesh is seven or eight points harder than the scales, so it cannot be chopped."

(End of this chapter)