Xiaomei put a hosta into her bun and said with a smile, "Your Highness will definitely like it. No matter how the princess dresses up, Your Highness will like it."
Wanwan smiled, turned around and took Xiaomei's hand, staring at her intently and seriously, "Xiaomei, can you promise me something?"
As soon as Xiaomei heard Wanwan's words, she immediately knelt down in front of Wanwan, "Princess, you saved His Highness's life, let alone one thing, even ten things, I will promise you."
"I want you to take care of Yue Cang for me, can you promise me?"
Xiaomei was stunned and her body froze immediately.
She looked at Wanwan with astonishment and said hesitantly, "Princess... slave... slave..."
"I have a letter here. After I leave, you can give this letter to Yue Cang."
With that said, Wanwan took out a letter from her arms and said, "What I want you to do are these two things. Can you agree?"
Taking care of Sikong Yuecang... This is what she has always dreamed of. However, she knows who she is. How can someone like her be worthy of Sikong Yuecang.
His Highness is so noble and unreachable. He is like the moon god in the sky, always so aloof, and she is like a humble grass, never able to arouse his thoughts.
She loved Sikong Yuecang, but she just wanted to keep this love buried in her heart forever.
Because she didn't have any courage to say it.
She is just a little slave. How could the princess...how could she say such things to herself?
"Princess, my servant's status is humble, it's really..."
Wanwan reached out and covered her mouth, "Xiaomei, you have been with him for many years, and you are the only one who knows him best. I am relieved that you can take care of him on my behalf."
Saying such words makes my heart hurt so much that I can't even breathe.
Sikong Yuecang, the man she loved deeply, the man for whom she would sacrifice her life, now, she personally pushed him to other women.
Only those who have faced this situation can understand how painful it is to push someone you love to someone else.