Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

The palace maids leaving the palace stood in an orderly line. As the vermilion palace gate slowly opened, they raised their feet and stepped down, one step after another, and finally stepped out of the palace that had trapped them for most of their lives.

What greeted my eyes was a vast expanse of azure sky, a stark contrast to the sky above the Forbidden City. Here, the sky stretched as far as the eye could see, unconstrained by the red walls and tall buildings, no longer boxy and oppressive.

The last time Rong Pei saw a sky like this was when she accompanied the Empress to Jiangnan. Back then, the Empress had not yet been rejected by the Emperor, and everything seemed rosy.

Rong Pei felt emotional, and thought that she really had to thank the Empress for her support. If it weren't for the Empress, she would probably have been trapped in the deep palace like other palace maids for the rest of her life.

She looked back at the towering palace gate and silently prayed for Ruyi in her heart. May the Empress be well in the future...

She had only taken a few steps outside the palace gate when many of the palace maids beside her had their families come to greet them. Seeing the warm scenes of other families reuniting, Rong Pei couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

She walked alone on the street, completely alone, seemingly forlorn and desolate. The people around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She was free and unattached, as if she were the only one left in the world. Her only thought was of the Empress in the palace. She was her only warmth and comfort in this cold world.

She stood there in a daze, staring blankly ahead. Then, she gently shook her head, as if to shake off her worries and sorrows, and continued walking towards the bustling market.

The market was bustling with noise, with all kinds of shouts and laughter intertwined, but the bustle could not dispel the loneliness in her heart at all.

She was halfway there when several people suddenly rushed out. They moved quickly and roughly, covering her mouth without warning.

“Mmm… wuwu…”

Rong Pei's eyes widened in horror, and she tried to struggle but to no avail. She twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from those strong hands, but it was all in vain.

When she saw the red hats on their heads, she realized that they were the eunuchs who had stood by when the reward was distributed. At that moment, her heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came over her.

She struggled desperately, using her hands and feet, trying to break free from the restraints of the young eunuchs, but how could a weak woman like her defeat several strong men?

Her strength gradually drained away, and she could only let them drag her into the dark alley. Her figure then disappeared into the bustling market crowd, like a drop of water merging into the sea, without a sound or trace.

"You bitch, aren't you so arrogant? If you think the money is too little, then don't ask for it. You can use it to honor your brothers..."

One of the young eunuchs said viciously, with a ferocious expression on his face and greed and ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Then they began to beat and kick Rong Pei, the blows raining down on her body. Rong Pei curled up in pain, trying to protect herself with her body, but the blows and kicks still fell mercilessly on her back, abdomen, and legs. They beat and scolded her while laughing.

After they had their fill, they stopped, panting heavily, and one of them reached out and roughly took out the ten taels of silver from her pocket.

Several other people opened her package and poured everything inside onto the ground. Clothes and other miscellaneous items were scattered all over the floor, making a mess.

They rummaged through the package to see if there were any other valuables, muttering words of dissatisfaction.

Someone squatted on the ground and searched everywhere, and finally found the green plum painting given to her by Ruyi.

Seeing them pick up the embroidery pattern in the package, Rong Pei began to struggle violently. She seemed to be suddenly injected with a powerful force, twisting her body desperately, trying to rush over and take back the embroidery pattern.

"Put it down! It was given to me by the Queen! Stop it now!"

Rong Pei shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice becoming hoarse with anxiety and anger, her eyes revealing immense tension and cherishment.

Seeing her nervousness, the leading eunuch curled his lips into a mocking smile. He took the embroidered pattern nonchalantly and flipped through it casually.

He had no intention of appreciating the exquisite embroidery and delicate texture of the embroidery. He just glanced at it and threw it on the ground in disgust.

The pure white embroidery fluttered down onto the dirty ground mixed with snow water and mud, and the originally snow-white fabric was instantly stained.

After a while, the embroidery was stained along with the surrounding dirt.

"Tsk, you treat this thing like a treasure. How unlucky! You won't get anything out of it."

The leading eunuch said this with disdain, and even spat at the embroidery. This embroidery was of no use to him, just an eyesore.

The other eunuchs also laughed and continued to rummage through the debris on the ground, without even glancing at the soiled embroidery.

Rong Pei looked at the embroidery pattern that had fallen to the ground and was soiled, and tears couldn't help but burst out.

Looking at the clothes on the ground, a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes, and then they simply reached out and pulled off the silver hairpins on her head.

The hairpins were fiddled with casually in their hands, as if they were just worthless toys.

The last valuable thing she had was held in their hands.

"Bah! He's the favorite of the Empress. How shabby! Brothers, let's go..." The leading eunuch spat on Rong Pei as he spoke. The saliva splashed on her clothes, making her look even more embarrassed.

Just a quarter of an hour after leaving the palace, Rong Pei was covered in mess.

At this time, she was disheveled, with her hair scattered messily on her face, covering her original appearance.

Her clothes were wrinkled from struggling and being dragged, and stained with dust. The dust mixed with the mud and snow on the ground formed stains, making her clothes look dirty. There were also several scratches on her face, and the dust stuck to the wounds, causing a dull pain.

The man looked not much better than the beggars on the street, even more miserable.

She stared blankly ahead, her body trembling slightly, her heart filled with grievance and helplessness. Although her life in the palace had been difficult, she had never encountered such humiliation.

She was old, with countless old wounds on her body. They beat her up so hard that she couldn't speak. She could only watch them take away the last valuable thing on her body.

After they left, Rong Pei took a long time to come back to her senses.