"That's enough. Do you think you are Tang Monk, or do you think you are Zhou Xingxing?"
Ye Qingmian saw that Nan Fengyu wanted to continue talking, so he interrupted him.
"Hmph, then you also have to tell me, why do you say that this person is a philanthropist?"
Nan Fengyu was very puzzled and secretly smiled in his heart, especially when he saw Ye Qingmian's eyes seemed a little confused.
"Because others are fragrant and attract gold, but you..." Ye Qingmian deliberately stopped talking.
"What's wrong with me..." There was a black line on Nan Fengyu's forehead
"Yours...you have too many glittering things. It's enough, so it's no longer needed, so..." Ye Qingmian stopped talking.
There is a little sadness in my heart. I don’t know why I feel a little sad when I think about this problem.
Because I feel that the distance between me and Nan Fengyu seems to be very far. Although every time two people do something so intimate, there is almost no gap between their bodies, but the distance between their hearts is so soft.
"You directly said that it was because..." Nan Fengyu was about to continue speaking proudly when he heard the Queen Mother's voice coming from the front hall: "Where is the person?"
Then came Wan'er's panicked voice: "See the Queen Mother, Master, she...Master, she..." She couldn't say it.
"Humph, is the Emperor here too?" The Queen Mother's voice seemed to be trembling slightly.
"Yes..." Wan'er raised her head, her eyes did not dare to look at the Queen Mother, and she was rather confused.
"Where are you looking? You don't know the heights of the world. You are just a slave. You dare to look at me like this. Do you not want to live?"
The Empress Dowager stretched out her foot and kicked Wan'er hard as if kicking a dog.
Wan'er groaned lowly and fell to the ground, but she had to raise her head immediately, looked at the Empress Dowager respectfully, and said very calmly:
"Thank you, Queen Mother, please spare my life...this slave deserves to die..."
Who should die? Shouldn’t human life be the same? It’s difficult to understand why we should receive a lot of such treatment just because we are slaves. This makes people feel uncomfortable. Life is not equal, and how can people talk about freedom?
Is this the tragedy of this palace?
This is not an authoritarian society, but in Ye Qingmian's mind it is almost the same.