The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Xiujin pursed her lips and smiled, and said shyly, "Miss Wang's fingers are precious, how can I do these trivial tasks. I'm so stupid. Thanks to Aunt Qin's teaching me, I can embroider a few decent handkerchiefs."

"You're not stupid." Wang Yanqing praised Xiujin with a smile. She was a little surprised and asked, "Your embroidery was taught to you by the female official Qin?"

Xiujin nodded: "Yes. Aunt Qin is smart and can do anything. If only I were half as smart as Aunt Qin."

Wang Yanqing looked at Xiuzhen's face and said tentatively, "You seem to respect Aunt Qin very much."

Yesterday Yu Wan was like this, and Xiu Jin was like this too. Xiuzhen didn't hesitate, and said as she should: "Of course. Aunt Qin is serious, fair, and knowledgeable. The people in the palace respect her very much."

Wang Yanqing replied softly, and suddenly asked, "It's been three years since you entered the palace. Are you homesick all these years?"

Xiuzhen was stunned, her eyes lowered subconsciously: "Being able to enter the palace is the merit of my life, I should be grateful, what do I do when I miss home?"

She didn't admit it, but the expression already betrayed her thoughts. Wang Yanqing sighed slightly and said, "I'm not actually from the capital either. My hometown is in Datong, where wars are fought all the year round, and I haven't been back for many years. I don't know what our village is like now and whether our neighbors are still safe. exist."

When Xiu Jin heard Wang Yanqing's words, her face showed empathy. It was natural for Wang Yanqing to say these words, but her mind was empty. She was empty of feelings, but she couldn't remember the pictures that carried those feelings.

According to the second brother, she came to the capital at the age of seven. I haven't returned for ten years, and the unfamiliar hometown has become a symbol. She had no impression of Datong Mansion, and she didn't even remember anything before the age of seventeen.

She lost her memory and seemed to be missing a piece of her life. Obviously, the people closest to her are by her side.

Wang Yanqing found himself in the void again, and quickly stopped. Her purpose today is to inquire about Xiu Jin, not to recall the past. Wang Yanqing first used the same experience to get closer, and then asked, and sure enough, Xiu Jin cooperated more.

The sun rose, and the palace was dazzlingly illuminated, and even the ground was dazzling white light. Xiu Jin looked at the light spot on the ground, and said absently, "Miss Wang, you still have your hometown to think about, and I don't even have a home, so I don't know where else to think."

Wang Yanqing remembered that Yu Wan had said that Xiu Jin was sold to the palace by her brother and sister-in-law. She obviously has relatives, but she is better than an orphan. No one in the family expects her to go back. Where in the world is her home?

Wang Yanqing was silent for a moment, then held down Xiu Jin's hand and said, "You are still young, and you may be able to return to your hometown when you ask for grace from the palace. , is also your home."

Once a palace maid enters the palace, she will be a slave for life, but some palace servants who are old or who have made meritorious deeds will let them out of the palace because their master is sympathetic. Although these ideas are false, it is better to have a thought than nothing.

However, after Xiu Jin heard these words, her face turned gloomy and her body tensed. She clasped her hands tightly, stared at the toes of her shoes, and murmured to herself, "No way."

Wang Yanqing was surprised by Xiuzhen's reaction. When she mentioned her imagination about the future, even if the prospect was out of reach, this should not be her reaction. Xiu Jin's body shrank, her tone was fragile but sure, and most importantly, she used "no more".

As if she already knew the future.

Wang Yanqing felt unusual. She did not dare to stimulate Xiu Jin, and asked cautiously, "You are always unhappy, have you encountered any problem?"

Xiuzhen looked down, her upper lip pursed into a flat line, and her eyes remained motionless for a long time. Xiu Jin seemed to be shrunk in her own world, and had no intention of speaking at all. Wang Yanqing could only guess her mood by her expression.

She was taciturn and did not seem to please the Empress Dowager Zhang. She may feel that she can't let go of the palace at all, so it is normal for her to feel sad. However, Xiu Jin's performance seems to be more than just fear, sadness, and shame.

Even if she does not do well in serving others, she shouldn't be ashamed if she can't be reused by the Queen Mother? At this time, Wang Yanqing remembered that Lu Heng asked Xiuzhen's appearance abruptly last night, and then showed a meaningful expression, combined with the performance of Yu Wan, Qin Xianger and others...

Wang Yanqing suddenly came up with a very absurd guess.

Wang Yanqing stared at Xiuzhen's expression, her fingers loosened and tightened, and after she gave herself two more strengths, she pretended to be inadvertent, "According to me, although the capital is big, it is not good. When my family went out to look at the lights, they encountered Duke Chang on the way. I was walking steadily, and I didn't provoke anyone, so they thought I was a brothel woman, and my words were very disrespectful. Fortunately, my brother was there and protected me, otherwise, I would have Can't imagine what will happen that day."

This is what Wang Yanqing really experienced. Lu Heng took her to the street to watch the lights, and she met Zhang Heling. Although nothing happened in the end, Wang Yanqing dared to guarantee that if Lu Heng was not there that day, things would not have ended so peacefully.

Lu Heng had said that Zhang Heling was an old pervert, and Zhang Heling dared to be presumptuous towards any woman on the street. Wouldn't she be stubborn when facing the maids in the Empress Dowager Zhang's palace? Most of the women on the street are good records, but these palace maids, but their lives are in the hands of others, and they are completely vulnerable.