"I -" Before I could finish my words, the door was pushed open with force at this moment. A person walked in hurriedly from the outside. While pushing the door, he said: "Jin Qiao, the third brother asked me to find him."

People from the Ministry of Personnel, please prepare for me——"

It was Yang Yunhui. When he looked up and saw me, he immediately stopped talking. Yang Jinqiao's calm expression also became panicked for a moment. The atmosphere became tense, and he immediately said: "Why are you here?"

I was also a little surprised.

After all, Yang Jinqiao is also Pei Yuanhao's wife. He just came in without even knocking, which is too careless.

Yang Jinqiao glanced at me, coughed, and said, "His Third Highness asked her to serve me. You—brother, I have prepared what you want."

"Hmm."

Yang Yunhui nodded and looked at me sharply. Yang Jinqiao took out a box and gave it to him. The two of them looked at each other and said nothing, but they seemed to communicate a lot in their eyes. Yang Yunhui turned around and left.

, Yang Jinqiao stood at the door and watched his back disappear, and then turned around.

"You just said, what do you want?"

"Ah...ah?" I looked up at her, then came back to my senses and said, "This slave asks Madam Qiu to take a day off."

"Where are you going?"

"This slave wants to go to the palace, and I hope you will give me your permission."

"Oh, I'm just going out for a trip. I'll just send a few people to follow you."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to call someone. I hurriedly said: "Madam, this is what Qingying wants. Qingying wants to leave the palace alone without anyone following her."

After listening to my words, Yang Jinqiao frowned slightly, glanced at me, and sneered: "Yue Qingying, you don't know the rules of the palace, do you? How many people escape from the palace every year?"

?If not a hundred, there are eighty, and some have been caught and had their legs broken, but they still can't stop. I heard that you have been looking forward to an amnesty from the palace."

I knew what she meant, so I smiled bitterly and said: "Madam, if you escape from the palace before the amnesty, even if you escape, you will be a slave for the rest of your life. You will not be able to marry and have children. What's the point of living like this?"
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Yang Jinqiao raised his eyebrows: "Marry a man? Have children? You still think too far, can you do it?"

My heart choked up.

Indeed, marrying a good man and having a child is the dream of all women who long for a peaceful life. It is also the only dream that I can persist in after all these years. But now, I really don’t know if I can still have such a dream.

Is it worthy of the dream?

When I thought of this, I felt a twinge of pain. I shook my head, put aside this idea, and continued: "Besides, there is no royal land in the world. If Qingying really escapes, he will bear the fear of being captured for the rest of his life. That kind of

The feeling of being manipulated is worse than death. Qingying will never try it a second time!"

Yang Jinqiao looked at me in surprise, as if he never thought I would say such a thing.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly said: "How does it feel to be manipulated? Yue Qingying, who have you been manipulated by?"

I raised my head and looked at her and smiled: "Madam, who of the maids in this palace is free, and who is not controlled by fate or others?"

"..."

She frowned and looked at me for a while, as if looking at a fog. I always just faced her with a smile. She finally seemed to feel that there was nothing wrong with my words, so she sighed and asked again: "So
Chapter completed!