Seventy-sixth bowl of soup (1)

[She should have no children in her life and was humiliated and died at the age of twenty-one to save her stepdaughter.]

[She should have been infatuated with someone all her life. Knowing that she was treated wrongly, she still couldn't bear it and devoted herself to it.] Qinghuan stood at the door of the yard and looked forward to it. However, since the prince sent someone to come, it was going to be dark now, and she still didn't come. She couldn't help but feel disappointed, and the maid beside her advised: "Madam, let's go into the house and wait. The wind is too strong now to avoid getting cold. Your body can't stand it."

She shook her head: "I'll wait a little longer. Go to the kitchen to see if the Anshen soup has been cooked. When the prince comes, he must deliver it to the hot one immediately."

The maid wanted to speak but stopped, and said for a while: "...Yes, I will go now."

Qinghuan was still waiting until the eunuch and general manager next to the prince came over. He first gave a respectful greeting, and then said, "Madam Qiangwei, the prince suddenly felt a little tired. He was not here today. He specially asked the servant to send this glass eight-treasure lamp to his wife, and asked her to accept it."

Upon hearing this, Qinghuan could not hide his loss, but still smiled: "I'm sorry, since the prince is tired, please take good care of me."

"This is the duty of a slave, please don't worry. But the little prince has checked the homework these days and is praising the good teacher of his wife." Eunuch Wen said with a smile. He gave birth to a kind and kind face. Maitreya Buddha smiled and laughed at everyone he saw, and his mouth was free of water. How could Qinghuan be his opponent? His pink face was slightly red at the moment. "I will treat the little prince well, please rest assured."

Eunuch Wen smiled, "Since that's the case, the servant will go back, and my wife will be blessed with Jin'an."

After seeing off Eunuch Wen, Qinghuan took the glass eight-treasure lamp with joy. Incense was already lit inside, which was the fragrance of roses and flowers she liked. It seemed that the prince really cared about her.

Dinner time is here, and the little prince who has finished his homework has arrived. He is only five years old. Because Faye Wong died in his early years, Qing Huan, who had just entered the mansion, started taking him with him since he was two years old. She is now the highest position in the mansion. Although she is not the main concubine, she is no different from the main concubine. She has always been in charge of the entire mansion. However, although she has been in the mansion for three years, her temperament is still very gentle and graceful, and she never blushs at others. Therefore, everyone in the palace likes this Mrs. Rose very much.

Yes, everyone thinks that the prince treats her very well, and his heart is on her. It is so enviable that he has to rest for at least ten days in a month.

There was no one around, Qinghuan sat in the room, with a smile that was even worse than crying.

If she hadn't heard that yesterday, she really thought so.

The late princess was her legitimate sister. She was beautiful and talented since childhood. She was more than ten years older than her and married the prince early. At that time, the story of the King of Huaiyang and the eldest daughter of the Shangshu Mansion was circulated in the entire capital. Later, they got married and had children. If the medicine was not effective for her sister, how could she have today?

It was because the princess passed away, and because she was afraid that the prince would marry the new princess, she forgot the old man and the prime minister's mansion. Her father and her stepmother sent her over, just because she was very similar to her sister. If there was any difference, it would be roughly the difference between rose and rose. Therefore, everyone in the mansion called her Madam Rose. She was not a concubine or a concubine, but was just a worthless substitute sent by the Shangshu Mansion.

The purpose of her coming here was to serve the prince and take care of her children for her deceased sister. The little prince is thirteen years old this year, but the little prince is still young, so compared with the little prince who never gets close to her or even hostile to her, the little prince is much closer to her.

Qinghuan always thought so. Before she was sent, her father repeatedly told her that you are one with the Shangshu Mansion, and you will prosper and lose both. You must follow the prince in everything. Don’t make the prince angry, but think about the Yu family.

She carries such expectations and demands and works hard to make herself do it.

But she didn't know that the prince had done that thing to her.

The prince was unintentional to her. He had been in the house for more than three years since he entered the house. He had never touched her. Even if he spent the night in her yard, he would lie in with clothes, let alone favor her. Even so, he was still worried about her. The fragrance of roses and flowers he sent to sent, and the medicine mixed in it had long made her unable to have children. He was the same as the people in the Shangshu Mansion. They just wanted her to be her sister's substitute for the rest of her life, and to be peaceful for the rest of her life, not to be his thoughts.

If the people in the Shangshu Mansion do not regard her as a relative, and the prince does not regard her as a wife, then what is she...?

Qinghuan sat on the stool with a little confused. She didn't know where she should go. It was not until the little prince climbed up on her knees and called her aunt softly that she came to her senses. The child in her arms was white and cute, but in addition to pity, she also had a sadness that she could not say.

The fault is not the little prince, but her father's mother and the prince.

If he doesn't like her, he will not marry her. He will protect his sister. If he doesn't marry her, he will welcome her into the mansion. He will not distinguish her status and will not touch her body. He will let her live as her sister, taking care of his and his beloved wife's children... only because among the illegitimate daughters in the family, she will be like her and her sister.

A vicious thought flashed, and Qinghuan almost wanted to push the child down from her legs. Her eyes were sore and her heart was full of struggle. On the one hand, there was jealousy and anger that wanted to take revenge, on the other hand, there was the teachings she had received since childhood and the repeated advice from her father. All of this made her at a loss. She was originally looking forward to the prince coming today, and she asked her carefully whether what he and the princess said yesterday was true, what did she mean that she could never replace your mother's position, and what did she mean that she was just a chess piece that your mother chose for you brothers and brothers before her death... Could she be born for them?

They used her and despised her humble background as a concubine, and despised her ineligible to enter the palace. They also had to discuss how to deal with her when the little princess and princess grew up in the future!

Yes, no one in the world knows that the Shangshu Mansion married another daughter and entered the Huaiyang Prince's Mansion. They only know that after the eldest daughter of the Shangshu Mansion died, the Huaiyang King was deeply in love and was not close to the female sex at all.

Qinghuan felt extremely hated, but her face was gentle: "Good little prince, come down to have a meal, I still have homework to do later."

The little prince said, "I don't want to do it, aunt, don't order me, sister said aunt, aunt, have to listen to me!"

After all, it was a family connected by blood. She worked hard to take care of the child for three years, but she was no match for the little princess's words.

Yes, in the hearts of these people, she is just a humble slave. Calling her a lady is giving her face, she wants to cherish it... She doesn't!

Qinghuan took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his eyebrows were very calm: "What the little prince said is that in the future, I will listen to the little prince."

The little prince smiled proudly: "I won't write my homework tonight! Please help me write!"

Few people know that Qinghuan is extremely talented, especially good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is better at imitating other people's handwriting. In the past, he wrote words for the little prince to copy them, but now it is not the case.

She didn't want to harm this child, she just wanted her to swallow her anger and give her. Don't be foolish about these people. Everyone is like this. Who is born nobler than who is? She is a concubine's daughter, so she deserves to be sacrificed like this and not regarded as a life.

The little boy is in every family, and the prince is busy with affairs, so the little princess is not patient with taking care of the children, but now she doesn't want to take care of them anymore.

The little prince tasted the benefits of "order", and Qinghuan no longer taught and comforted her, and became more domineering. The little princess never thought that the words she said when she was in the face of her life would alienate her younger brother from the woman who was occupying the nest. She was happy and even instigated the little prince to be far away from Qinghuan. As time went by, it was common for not coming to Qinghuan for several months. Qinghuan told King Huaiyang, but King Huaiyang said lightly that she would not interfere with the little prince's affairs, which was his son.

Yes, his son and his sister's son. They wanted her to treat the little prince as her own, but they did not want the little prince to truly rely on her.

It's really ridiculous.

She gradually became alienated from the little prince. When she met again, the little prince had no choice but to call her aunt. The wife was his greatest respect for her. But Qinghuan didn't care. She just wanted to know that when the little prince gradually grew up, the prince found that he was different from what he thought, would he blame her?

He was immersed in the pain of his deceased wife and forgot everything. And she was not his wife, so why did he work hard for him? He deceived her and used her because of her hiding it, but he looked down on her because of her slight identity.

How could she think this is her beloved person!

Now that I think about it, I was so moved in the past, like a clown. Qinghuan thought for a long time before I realized that maybe the prince did not understand her affection, but did not understand on purpose. Because only in this way can she work hard with her affection for him until she drained her last little value.

After she died, she would not even have the qualifications to be buried with him. They would disguise her body in disgust... Qinghuan shivered violently, she had to leave here! Sure!

The Shangshu Mansion will not shelter her, she can only find a way for herself.

But this method can be thought of in a moment. Life should be lived or not. No one knows that she had plans to escape in her heart. However, before that, she was still at the royal palace peacefully, taking care of the affairs of the royal palace every day, working hard and complacent. Even if the little princess bullied her, she would not complain.
Chapter completed!