As soon as Tang Wan'er entered the room, she saw the flute on the wooden table, and she guessed that the person playing the flute just now might be Luan Luo. She gently picked up the flute. The flute was well maintained, and it seemed that Luan Luo should cherish it.
, and he must be a caring person who cares for his musical instruments.
Just like the Ji Ling Tang Wan'er met back then.
"Miss, please have some tea."
Luan Luo brought the tea over, and Tang Wan'er put down the flute and took the teacup. Suddenly she saw that Luan Luo's hand seemed to be wrapped with a bandage.
What's going on?!
Tang Wan'er grabbed Luan Luo's hand and asked eagerly: "What's wrong with your hand? How did it get hurt like this?"
Luan Luo was stunned at first, and then withdrew her hand angrily, not daring to look at Tang Wan'er.
"Hey! Luan Luo, don't be silent. Tell me what happened and see if I can help you!"
Seeing Luan Luo look away, Tang Wan'er straightened up and faced her seriously.
Suddenly, Luan Luo started crying.
Tang Wan'er had no choice but not to press the question, lest the little girl cry more sadly. She patted Luan Luo's chest and held her in her arms.
As a result, Luan Luo cried even harder.
After Luan Luo finished crying, she hesitated and talked about what she had experienced these days.
"Concubine Yang doesn't like me, and the maids and eunuchs in Jingyang Palace also don't like me. They target me everywhere. No matter how well I do, I can still find faults. Today, it was easy for me to complete those palace tasks."
People made things difficult for them, and they were immediately transferred to the hall to clean the tables and chairs. Who knew that Concubine Yang suddenly lost her temper and kept throwing vases. At that time, the other palace ladies had already escaped from the troubled place, and the slaves also wanted to leave, but were stopped.
The queen calls me to stop..."
"I know, and then your hand was injured by the fragments of the vase."
Tang Wan'er analyzed, Luan Luo nodded.
"Hmph, this hateful Concubine Yang has done something wrong herself. She takes her anger out on others when her plan fails. She is really a waste."
Tang Wan'er said contemptuously. However, Luan Luo didn't think so, and instead tried to dissuade Tang Wan'er from saying such things about her master.
"Miss, how do you say master is still master? It's better not to say anything about master being a waste. Be careful that walls have ears."
"You treat her as your master, and she treats you as her slave? Luan Luo, I should know a little bit about what you are thinking." Tang Wan'er continued, "You hate her, right?"
Luan Luo lowered his head and finally nodded.
"You are so pure and pure, and elegant in appearance, just like the full moon. However, Luan Luo, some suffering is for suffering, and some suffering is fate. You still have to look at everything more openly. But don't swallow all the suffering in your heart.
Life will get better day by day. Look, my eyes are swollen from crying and they don’t even look good.”
Luan Luo nodded and wiped away her tears. At this time, she saw the cup of tea again.
"The tea has cooled down, please go make another cup."
Tang Wan'er smiled and said, "No need. Drink so much water at night to avoid going to the toilet more often. However, I do have a good suggestion. I wonder if Luan Luo is interested in hearing it?"
"What's your suggestion? Miss, please tell me. If I can help you, please."
Tang Wan'er looked at Luan Luo's scarred hands, and then at those crystal clear eyes. Tang Wan'er knew that her appearance had always been regarded as that of a fairy, but she felt that she had no fairy spirit, and in front of her eyes
This girl, even though she is wearing the poorest palace clothes, still cannot hide her soft brilliance.