Stay alive

I knelt in the garden of King Xian’s mansion, and I was followed by the little servant Chunhua. He was a man. He lost his memory due to a serious injury two years ago. I picked him up to serve me wholeheartedly. There is resentment.

Lovely spring flowers!I started!listen!How beautiful!

"Chunhua?" I said slyly, "Are you asleep?"

When Chunhua heard her "juemei" name, she stood up straight and said, "Master, I don't care if you call me Chunchun or Huahua, please don't call me Chunhua."

I knelt for three hours, and I haven't turned my neck once since lunch. Hearing what he said, I immediately turned my head and shouted: "Chunhua! Chunhua!"

Chunhua trembled, bent down and whispered: "Master, don't startle the prince, or we will be hungry at night."

I smiled and said loudly: "It's okay to be hungry, but I don't have the strength to tell Han Qi to fuck on the bed when I'm hungry! How boring to fuck a dead fish!"

Chunhua covered my open mouth as quickly as possible, and I faltered and wanted to say another thousand or eight hundred sentences to spit it out quickly.

Han Qi is the famous virtuous king, the only surviving blood relative in the world, he is the person who hates me the most, when I think about why he hates me, I feel a little sad, I don’t need Chunhua to cover my mouth anymore, I just kneel down calm down.

Walking on the cobblestone road in the garden will make the soles of your feet feel comfortable, and kneeling on it will also have a special taste. After kneeling on my knee for half an hour, it hurts so much on the bed that I can't kick my legs to do two tricks with him.

Although I can't beat him with all my martial arts, but my legs are still good enough to resist.

Hey……

Hate it, hate it, he should hate me.

I sighed, the warm sunlight on the top was covered, I frowned displeasedly, raised my head to teach Chunhua a lesson, but saw Han Qi who was dressed neatly, he came out of the bedroom at some time, probably listening to It's time for my dirty talk.

Han Qi said coldly: "Lin Qiannan, do you know what was wrong?"

Han Qi is always trying to find my fault.

Molested the handsome boy in the mansion, stole the flowers he raised to give away, and occasionally reckless words... There are so many mistakes that can be punished, so that I can't even remember what mistakes I made today.

In short, admit your mistake first, and have a shameless and sticky attitude, and then I can go to rest when Han Qi kicks me away fiercely, or asks the servants to beat me up.

Fortunately, Chunhua was sent away by Han Qi, otherwise she would have nagged me for a long time.

I hugged Han Qi's calf with all my strength, and leaned against him comfortably, waiting for him to kick me away.After waiting for a while, Han Qi still didn't move, just looked at me fixedly.

I looked at him suspiciously, and his deep eyes reflected me in a state of embarrassment, cowardice and incompetence, as if silently accusing.

Han Qi always asks me: "Is it cheap?"

My answer must be: "I am what you like about me."

Look, I'm not as strong as a hair.

Han Qi stared at me for a long time, and I was about to fall asleep. He finally said: "I am ordered not to move, and I was born in the southern country. The noble son from the south of the Yangtze River has lived a good life in the capital."

What he meant was "Why can I live, and live well?" I let go of his legs and lowered my head.

Han Qi knelt down and looked at me at the same level: "Do you know what's wrong?"

I shook my head.

Han Qi squeezed my chin with [-]% strength to force me to raise my head and look at him with a dark face.

"Where is the mistake?!"

I grinned and said the most shameless four words: "I like you." The fault is that I like you, and I, a person in the authority, know very well whether it is true or not.

Han Qi didn't believe it, he kicked my stomach, I staggered and fell to the ground, my ass hurt from the fall, and I looked at Han Qi without blinking.

"you are disgusting."

I'm sick?Then why don't you kill me with one knife, you have to imprison me for two years and torture me.

I dare not ask the exit.

After he left, the smile I had been holding back for a long time was finally able to spit out from my restless mouth unrestrainedly. I laughed so loud that I attracted Chunhua not far away. He dragged me back to bedroom.

I couldn't laugh anymore when I got back to the bedroom, my throat hurt badly, I poured two sips of overnight tea, and lay on the bed waiting for Chunhua to come back with the ointment.

I said hoarsely: "Chunhua, I'm hungry."

Chunhua applied medicine to my bloody knee. I didn't feel much pain. My body instinctively told me that I should eat something.

"Master, I cooked noodles for you, do you want to eat now?"

"It's noodles again, let's eat..."

Chunhua is a big man, he takes care of me in every detail, eats, drinks, and sleeps. I often complain that I look like a cripple, but God heard my words and made me a cripple.

In the palace, my sense of presence is not low. The servants know that I am Han Qi's confinement, even they are not as good. On the surface they are respectful, but in private they always treat me as a different kind.If it wasn't for Chunhua being tactful enough, I would have died of starvation, illness, or cold in the huge palace.

The next day, I was "wrong" again and knelt down in front of the study to admit my mistake.

My legs were numb, luckily the ground was cold slate instead of uneven cobblestones, this time I knelt for half an hour, the blood seeped from my clothes onto the ground, staining the slate red.

I fainted in disbelief, thinking that if I fainted in front of your Han Qi's door, I might die here later, you should take me back to your room, right?

When I woke up with anticipation, I opened one eyelid, and the door was still closed in front of me. The only thing that changed was that the day changed from day to night.I couldn't feel my legs. It turned out that my life was so hard that I couldn't survive it no matter how hard I endured it.

The autumn night was very cold, I sneezed and said loudly: "My lord, are you still busy?"

No one in the room responded, I saw the bright wick, and realized that he hadn't fallen asleep, and said again: "My lord, I'm dying of cold, can you lend me your fox fur to keep out the cold?"

With no internal strength and excessive blood loss, I was so cold that my teeth were chattering. Han Qi probably heard that my voice was weak, so he took the fox fur and opened the door.

I pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and passed out again.

I had a dream that I didn't want to recall. In the dream, my hands were bright red, stained with the blood of innocent people. Han Qi's heartless voice echoed in my ears. I didn't have time to hear what he said. I was in pain. woke up.The legs that regained consciousness were full of tingling pain, as if being eaten by thousands of ants. I was in my bedroom, and my legs were tied with thick bandages.

I looked out the window and it was already high in the sun.

It seems that Han Qi found a doctor and doctor for me.

My heart was like honey, and I cherished this hard-earned care. A bridge of love was about to be built, but it was broken by Chunhua's few words.

"Master, don't think about it. The prince wants you to die. How could he hire a doctor for you? I carried you back, and then asked Zhongde to buy the medicine for you on credit."

Chunhua has never talked to me about the etiquette of master and servant, the words are harsh but useful.I opened my mouth to refute, but because what Chunhua said was reasonable, I didn't know what to say, so I had to ask, "Do you have a good relationship with Zhongde?"

Zhongde is Han Qi's personal bodyguard, he is only loyal to Han Qi, and his usually cold face doesn't look like he will help me.

Chunhua nodded and said, "It's not bad."

"My family's Chunhua is very popular, so I've been blessed by you." I took the thick medicine and poured it down with a frown.

"Stop kneeling these days, or you will have to walk with a limp in the future." Chunhua found a soft pillow to cushion my back.

"What's the difference between walking with my leg and my limp?" I asked indifferently.

Chunhua let out a long sigh.

I figured it out, I knelt for half a month, it seemed like the punishment was longer than usual.So I carefully thought about what I had committed, and after much deliberation, I finally dug up the rusty memory - I tore up the greeting card sent by the prime minister's mansion half a month ago.

Han Qi has always been on good terms with the prime minister's mansion, so it doesn't matter if there is a small invitation, but this invitation was sent by Zhao Yanhuan, the daughter of the prime minister's family. Miss Zhao is thin-skinned, and she is obviously in love with Han Qilang and the concubine intends to return it refuse.

Zhao Yanhuan is Han Qi's favorite woman, she is very elegant and beautiful.My poor jealousy is at work, I would rather Han Qi hate me than laugh in front of me for others.There was bitterness in my mouth, and the taste was as uncomfortable as the Baitie ink I swallowed that day.

Chunhua murmured, "Master, what exactly are you planning?"

I glanced at my hands that couldn't lift things, thought about his question seriously, and said, "Picture an answer."

"He doesn't love you." Even Chunhua knew what the answer was, "Master, you are a man, and the prince is also a man, it is impossible for you to add..." Chunhua couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

Leaning on the soft pillow, I said, "Oh, what are we talking about? How long have I been asleep?" I knew that it was impossible for me to be unconscious for only one night.

Chunhua rolled her eyes, confirmed and said: "Three days, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Mid-Autumn Festival..." I showed a careless smile, thinking of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, how pleasant it was to enjoy the moon and recite poems with my parents in the Jiangnan water town. It's enough for three people, "Chunhua, please prepare something for me, the jade flute in the dowry box can be pawned for me to exchange for a pot of good wine."

When Chunhua heard it, she shook her head like a rattle: "I have money, so I don't deserve the master's jade flute. It is the master's family heirloom."

Chunhua is lucky, and occasionally gambles with other people in the mansion, so she probably has a lot of savings.I was so happy that I didn't say anything more.

Chunhua went shopping for me. I stood up and took out the jade flute and stroked each flute hole carefully. I was about to play a small song. People’s conversations could be faintly heard outside the window. I can hear you clearly.

"I heard that the emperor set up the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in our residence, why did it suddenly happen?"

"I heard that the marriage between Ms. Zhao and the prince is about to be finalized! That's why the emperor made this move. It's enough to give our palace face."

"Tomorrow we also have rare mooncakes to eat!"

Immediately I lost the mood to play, holding the red tassel of the jade flute, I couldn't relax for a while.The male college should be married and the female college should be married. The marriage will come sooner or later. I don't care who he marries, but I just think about who I am after he gets married...

Could it be that you really want to be called a real ban?Although I am nothing so far, I will not be embarrassed. No matter what others say, I can call myself Han Qi's pillow.If there is a regular wife in the palace, even if I have a thick skin like a city wall, I cannot escape the blame.

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Please collect, slightly abuse, not stupid white sweet