And then, I cringed, watching the wound bleed again. It was so simple.

Liar, it's really not difficult. The most important thing is whether I should lie or not.

Everything was the same, except that my hand hurt more and bled more.

I stood hunched over, no longer masking my hands. She wasn't the only one who saw that scene.

The mama in charge shouted, "Ni Chuxue, how dare you! You almost destroyed all the flowers here. How am I going to explain this to you? It's a death sentence if you frighten Beauty Lin."

"Please punish, mama." I endured the pain and said each word very clearly.

"It's quite severe." Lin Jingru's face turned black. The words that came out of her mouth were like ice beads that caused people to tremble.

I respectfully replied, "It's all my carelessness."

Afraid that Lin Jingru would be unhappy, the mama hurriedly said, "Ni Chu Xue, clean up this place for me tonight. When it comes to doing things, it is so unreliable. "

"Yes, mama." I whispered.

Lin Jing Ru gritted her teeth and said, "What a great injury. It's really just the right time."

Is it time? In my heart, however, there was a slight sadness as tears flowed silently.

"Beauty Lin, the Imperial Concubine told the beauty to write poems and watch the dance." a father-in-law whispered behind him. The full moon shone upon the quiet palace, and one could still hear the unhurried sounds of the merry bamboo.

It made me want to tug at my hair and tell me to wake up.

The autumn night wind was so cold that even the palace lamps swayed in the wind.

Did I fail my father's trust? I didn't take good care of the pear.

In this match, whoever won or lost, would always be injured by a woman.

They were all circling around the emperor. Such injuries.

Gently, I entered the palace. I knelt there and continued to grind the ink. My fingers, which were tightly gripping onto the stone, turned slightly white.

The emperor left without a sound, but the banquet had to continue. Here, he had to keep up his airs.

Such a shabby appearance, it would be easy for others to push him away.

Princess Yuzhen drank her wine one by one, while Lin Jingru kept her cool and sat by Imperial Concubine Ping's side in fear.

Would he be afraid now? What was there to be afraid of? I looked at him coldly.

Just who was this banquet held for? Why was he so ugly and repulsive to others?

"Chu Xue, what happened to your hand?" Lin Xin noticed the blood on my hand and asked with concern.

I shook my head and chuckled. I accidentally got injured outside. "

Nervously, I whispered, "Lin Xin, the emperor is gone."

I mean, with a bit of probing, after all, I just entered the palace not long ago, and this is the first time I've come in contact with such situations. I don't know the emperor's habits, but that eunuch's tone of voice often made me worry.

Lin Xin said softly, "As long as you're used to it, it's nothing surprising."

His heart turned cold. This was nothing surprising. This was how the Emperor often acted. Didn't that Pear Fragrance lose her life after losing her body? The concubines in the palace were able to put her at ease.

Besides, could she still hold on?

"The Emperor has probably taken a fancy to that woman from before." Lin Xin whispered.

How could he know that woman was my sister?

The laughable banquet continued on until the empress at the head of the table was tired out. She would first return to the palace, then there would be people to bid her farewell.

I don't know, why are they still laughing, laughing, not hard?

I don't know, but I can still laugh. It hurts so much.

Even though this step wasn't something I was taking, it was a pity, a deep regret.

For Pear Fragrance, I don't know what she was thinking, but in my heart, I was really very, very sad.

When it's the worst time, you can't cry, you can't laugh, tears are secretly flowing in your heart.

Forget it, since I've reached this step, what can I do? I can only pray for the Pear Fragrance, so that I won't be left empty-handed.

The banquet had all ended. Princess Tianfeng went to speak with the empress at Phoenix Palace, while the rest of the people also left in groups of twos and threes.

All of a sudden, only the servants and eunuchs were left in Nuo's palace.

When the meeting broke up, life would come.

After they were arranged for him, they would then clean up his things and properly arrange everything in this place. The people who were sitting here were not them.

Before Princess Yuzhen left, she cast a look of distress and embarrassment at Shangguan Yushi before she left with the support of the palace maid.

I gathered up the paintings and gently handed them to him.

He patted me on the shoulder.

I nodded and smiled as I saw him off.

The father-in-law in front of the dark room had disappeared. Naturally, the emperor had also left. I don't know.

I began to wipe the floor, on the porch, under the red lanterns, over and over.

The Seventh Prince sat on the white jade column and his figure quietly appeared, almost blending into the darkness of the night.

If I hadn't been there and seen him, I would have thought it was empty.

When did he sit here? I was greatly alarmed. When I entered, my heart was not there, and I did not discover if the Seventh Prince was there.

I was afraid of him. He was cold, cruel, not human at all. However, he was extremely helpful to Ning Xuemo and did his best to help her.

I didn't make a sound as if I didn't see him. I knelt on the ground and rubbed at every inch of the room. My hands were in pain, but I couldn't feel even the slightest bit of discomfort.

The moonlight was light and brought with it a radiance that quietly illuminated everything in this place.

"Ni Chu Xue." He spoke, cold and angry.

I knelt there and lowered my head. "Please give your orders, Seventh Prince."

He just sat there like a god. His feet were crossed, and he seemed a bit lazy.

Under the moonlight, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could smell the scent of alcohol. Come to think of it, he had been drinking. I don't know if he was crazy to come here to play with wine, but I'm not afraid. If he wanted to torture me, then I'll torture him.

"Do you know your place?" His long, cold voice was not loud, but it came into my ears word by word.

"I laughed softly. Under the moonlight, the sadness in my eyes couldn't help but leak out." "Reporting to Seventh Prince, this servant has always kept to my duty." I can't. Why does he care?

That crown prince, I naturally feel that we got along quite well, as though we were friends. After returning from a trip outside, he did not seem to recognize me anymore.

Forget it, just try to reason with me. Who is the Crown Prince? How does Ann know such a small palace maid like you?

Friend, friend of the crown prince, you can also think of Ni Chu Xue, what a joke.

What the Seventh Prince said wasn't unreasonable. Once he understood all his responsibilities, he wouldn't think about anything else but becoming a puppet's maid, obeying orders, serving and working.

I am a human, how can I be a puppet? Is it still Qin Huai's me? All the persistence, some, some still, some, had long since disappeared without a trace. Free, happy, and far away from me.

In the palace, one's nature could be completely destroyed.

Seventh Prince, do you want me to become a person who will only raise my head and obey orders like the tens of thousands of palace maids? That was truly wrong. Even if I bowed my head to Ni Chuxue, I would still have my pride. It could trap my body, but it wouldn't trap my heart.

As the eternal Ni Chu Xue, I do not want to be trapped under the palace maid's identity, no Ni Chu Xue.

The path was one that he had walked himself. No matter how he walked, it would be up to him to take a step. He rested to erase all my pride and freedom, which was the source of my happiness.

What does it mean to recognize your part, and what is your part? Could it be that when I was born, I was a servant, a palace maid?

If they didn't have the support of the maids of the palace, what would they have done? Eating, drinking and having fun, what a playboy.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had a different identity, he wouldn't have been able to remain so high and mighty.

I looked up proudly. I looked at him proudly, I did not look at him stubbornly.

If I couldn't see it clearly, I would still glare at him. Even if he slapped me, I wouldn't be afraid. That's the value, that's me.

He wanted me to know who I was, and I wanted him to know that he couldn't trap me, Ni Chuxue, even in the palace.

He glanced at me for a moment, then coldly spat out a few words: "What kind of attitude is this, that this is your palace's rule?"

I laughed softly, a look of disdain in my eyes.

He suddenly leaned forward and gripped my chin with his powerful hand. His breath was almost on my face, warm, with the scent of wine, and the chill of his face.

Dark, unreadable eyes swirled around my face.

I still smiled. In my eyes, there wasn't even a trace of admiration. The proud Ni Chu Xue jumped out from under the restraints of the palace maids. Gritting my teeth, I still looked at them. With a single glance, I could clearly see all of the people in my sight. I slightly curled my lips, faintly smiling.

To laugh at him, to laugh at his ignorance.

"Such pride, will it break your wings?" The threatening words were whispered in my ear.

I chuckled softly. "My wings were broken. I was afraid that I would not even have the courage to fly before I was reborn again."

He let go of me, his jaw aching, and I rubbed it gently.

He calmly said, "If Seventh Prince doesn't have any orders, then this servant will have to wipe the floor."

He did not say anything, and his expression was still unclear. The hostility on his body, however, was not thick.

"Bam." With a "boom", the Sword Orchid sitting on the side of the corner suddenly fell.

When the pot hit the marble, it shattered with a thud.

It also attracted everyone's attention. Someone cried out in shock, "Why did this Sword Orchid fall down from the sky for no reason at all?"

I sneered as I listened. Let the Seventh Prince watch as well. This was the so-called role. He was at the mercy of others.

The mama in charge came and shouted in a shrill voice, "Who is in charge of this place? Who is in charge of these flowers?"

Why ask? Wasn't it me? I don't need to get up, just kneel!

I heard my own cold, mocking voice say, "I'm in charge here. I'm in charge here."

"It's you again, Ni Chuxue. What kind of peace of mind do you have? Do you know that these flowers are the ones the emperor likes? How dare you?" The cold voice was filled with a proud smile.