Thinking of Jun Feiyi using her to control the emperor's sanity, her eyes flashed with pity.
Compassion for the emperor, and mercy for yourself.
The emperor gave birth to a son like this, but was plotted against by his son, so he needed sympathy.
She fell in love with such an unintentional person, and she also needed sympathy.
...At this moment, the emperor only cares about the feeling of conquest and possession and is happy in his heart. Jun Feiyi is only proud because he finally has an extra bargaining chip to seduce the emperor and is one step closer to the position of prince.
No one can understand Wuqin's tears.
It was like no one could hear the voice in her heart.
She said in her heart: Jun Feiyi, I will keep my promise and get what you want for you.
However, from now on, if I, Wuqin, love you even half a cent, I will be punished by heaven and destroyed by earth.
When this decisive vow whizzed through her heart, her memory was suddenly pulled back to many years ago. At that time, she was just an orphan, begging for a living every day, and seeing others despise and scorn her all day long.
look.
Sometimes when I accidentally meet some noble people on the street, I will be beaten, scolded and kicked out by their attendants, and they will fight with fists and kicks, just because they have stained the noble eyes of their masters.
Her ragged clothes obscured her beauty, and the dirt on her face made people recoil away.
But she always knew that she was beautiful, but she only dared to clean herself by the quiet lake on a moonlit night, to be a beautiful woman for a moment, and then quickly return to the appearance of a beggar.
At that time, she did not resent the bumpy fate of her life, but she imagined that one day someone would come on a white horse, hold her in his hand, and give her the long-awaited care and home for a woman with nowhere to go.
I still remember that it was a snowy night, and the cold wind blew solemnly from her ears. Every inch of her feet was covered with ice and snow, and the coldness emanating from it penetrated directly into her skin through the thin and tattered clothes.
She stood at the corner of the street, hugging herself into a ball and squatting on the snow. Her huddled body could not bring any warmth, and nothing could stop the cold invasion.
Her dirty face had a clearly distinguishable blue color, and there were obvious redness and swelling in some places. Her body was constantly shivering, and her ability to withstand the cold was almost at its limit. However, her belly was still empty, and the pain of hunger was unbearable.
Suddenly, an exquisite and luxurious carriage drove past.
Tears suddenly fell from the corners of her eyes, and she felt infinite envy for the people in the carriage. It was not her fault that she was not born noble, but she had to live in embarrassment for the rest of her life. How innocent...
She really wanted to stay away from this kind of begging, this way of living that destroyed dignity, really wanted to... really wanted to.
With the cold wind, the car curtain was slightly lifted. She raised her eyes and saw the man sitting idle inside. He was handsome, with a faint nobility exuding from his body, and his features were so handsome that she had never experienced before.
As if by telepathy, the man also saw her. While she was quietly waiting for him to give her a disdainful glance like the others, he had already jumped off the carriage.
He slowly moved in front of her and stretched out his slender jade-like hands, "Are you willing to come with me?"
She instinctively hid her hand behind her back and looked at the hand he handed over with an obsessed look, but felt inferior in her heart. Compared to his, her hand was so inferior that she was embarrassed to let him see it.