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Miss Yanqiu, do you have anything to say to her? At some point, Yang Zhi was standing quietly by the door. The sunlight outside the room illuminated the bright red waiter's uniform on his body, and the gold and silver threads hidden in his clothes shone brightly, like an immortal from the sky.

His expression was calm, but it could be seen that he was in a good mood, as if he had put aside a major issue that had been difficult to solve for a long time.

Yan Qiu stood up quickly and lowered his head: Eunuch Yang, do it.

Yang Zhi stepped forward, looked at her face, and smiled slightly: Miss Yanqiu is recovering well. Maybe she will be able to get out of bed in a few days.

Yanqiu looked at his face carefully and asked, Eunuch Yang, where is Jiqiu? Feng?

Yang Zhi said calmly: Not good, not bad. But she... He paused and stared at Yan Qiu with a pair of clear eyes: But you should know that she will not escape the death penalty.

Yanqiu softened and fell back on the bed. Yang Zhi looked at her pale face and sighed softly: Poisoning the Queen is considered treason. You should have understood it by now.

Yanqiu closed her eyes for a long time and said, I understand.

She struggled to get up, knelt on the bed, and kowtowed to Yang Zhi: Mr. Yang, can you please let me see her while I'm with her sister?

Yang Zhi nodded: People like her now are afraid of being avoided by others, but you are the only one who still misses the old relationship. Alas... There are very few people like her anymore. Forget it. You can get our warrant. He stood up and said, Take good care of your health. The Queen is so kind to you. I will give you two ways to go. The first is that you can leave the palace after you recover. The second is to continue to serve the Queen in the palace until the twenty-fifth year. He left the palace at the age of 30.

Yanqiu's heart was full of emotions, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Yang Zhi saw her thin body trembling slightly, knowing that she must be feeling very complicated at this time, so he patted her shoulder: Think about it carefully, such a gift is very rare. You have almost made a wrong decision once , don’t make any mistakes this time.”

Yes. Yan Qiu kowtowed deeply, and when he raised his head again, Yang Zhi had quietly left.

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Yanqiu was supported by the palace maid as she walked through the long and deep tunnel. Dim yellow oil lamps were lit on the stone walls on both sides. The pungent smell of pines and cypresses made people unable to help but shed tears in their eyes. A smell of corruption hit his face, making people want to vomit.

Finally, under the leadership of the jailer, Yanqiu arrived at a small cell. A huge iron chain was tightly wrapped around the door of the cell. A dirty woman was sitting on a pile of thatch inside. She was facing inward, her hair disheveled, motionless, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

When Yan Qiu saw it, her heart ached. Although she had imagined that Ji Qiu's current condition was not good, seeing it with her own eyes still made her shed tears. She rushed forward: Send autumn, send autumn...

Her voice echoed in the gloomy dungeon, as if coming out of the ground, which was particularly terrifying. Ji Qiu seems to be crazy and motionless. Yanqiu's heart was pounding, and she took out a plate of fragrant pastries from the food box next to her. She wiped her tears and choked out: Ji Qiu, this is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Look, I brought it... Send autumn...

I don't know whether it was her voice that moved Ji Qiu, or the aroma of the food that made Ji Qiu react. She slowly turned her head and looked at Yanqiu as if she were a stranger. She had lost a lot of weight, her usually sweet cheeks were sunken, and her eyes were even more terrifyingly big. The coldness in his eyes made Yan Qiu unable to help but gasp.

Ji Qiu stood up, walked to the cell like a wandering spirit, stared at Yan Qiu, and suddenly said: He is coming to pick me up.

Yanqiu was startled, and the cake in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Ji Qiu looked at her in shock and laughed, with a look of crazy longing on her thin and pale face: He said he wanted to marry me as his princess, and he also said that he liked me the most and would let me wear clothes in the future. Gold, silver, silk and satin, you can have as much as you want, look, look, this is the gold bracelet he gave me...

She stretched out her hand, and her thin arm was empty, with no trace of a bracelet. Yanqiu covered her mouth and couldn't help but shed tears.

Send Qiu, crazy!

Ji Qiu caressed her wrist gently, her eyes sparkling: Sister Yanqiu, you often say that women should be content. Just find an honest man to marry after leaving the palace. You will live a peaceful life. But, you are wrong. Like you How can a person like me have a chance if I don't fight for it? I don't want to be as unambitious as you. I will only be submissive in my life and never stand out.

She chuckled: So he doesn't like you, he said, he doesn't like you at all! Haha...

Yan Qiu looked at the crazy Ji Qiu and couldn't even remember how to shed tears. It turns out that she has always been thinking like this, looking forward to glory and wealth, looking forward to reaching the sky in one step...

What about the innocent and innocent Ji Qiu? What about Ji Qiu who used to be coquettish and lazy like her younger sister? Gone, gone...

Ji Qiu smiled and combed her long hair, with a sweet smile on her face. Yanqiu looked at the cold sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, slowly picked it up and took a bite, her mouth full of bitterness.

Come on, only she still remembers the friendship. It turns out that they have all changed...

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When Yanqiu came out of the dungeon, the dazzling skylight made her cover her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Zhi standing not far away, with soft eyes: Have you made up your mind, Ms. Yanqiu? Is it time to stay? Are you in the palace, or are you leaving the palace on a different day?

Yanqiu looked at him and finally lowered his head slowly: Yanqiu wants to leave the palace.

This kind of place does not belong to her, and it has never been a place she can set foot in.

However, before I leave the palace, I want to serve the Queen again to atone for my past sins. Yanqiu said.

Okay. Yang Zhi sighed: Miss Yanqiu is indeed a deeply affectionate person. Our family is not wrong. If we could keep you in the palace to serve the empress, our family would be relieved, but... Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions. When you leave the palace in the future, Miss Yanqiu, please take care of me.

Thank you, Manager Yang. Yanqiu knelt down solemnly and kowtowed. There is no wind or wave in my eyes.

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