A Romantic Story of a Girl from the Qin Dynasty

"How can a master understand the suffering of a slave?"

Perhaps it had been too long since he had met someone who could speak his mind to him. Even if there was a naked three-year-old child in front of him, Zhao Gao seemed to want to complain to him.

"Those who are slaves must be cautious and humble in everything. It is really hard to live with such pressure on your back!"

Zhao Gao shook his head, looked at Zhi Yu, and seemed to be talking to himself:

"The young master is born with a silver spoon in his mouth. As soon as he lands, he will be well-dressed and well-fed, and will be served by thousands of people. This life will be smooth, with no worries about food and clothing, and no fear of other people's eyes. Such glory and wealth , I don’t know how many times I have to be reincarnated and how many good deeds I have to do to get such a blessing!”

Zhao Gao casually folded a flower, looked at the gorgeous and beautiful flowers in front of him, and smiled helplessly.

"The same people, why do they have to be divided into three, six or nine, high and low? If they have to be divided, why do I have to be the humble one? This God... is too unfair..."

Zhiyu was young, so although he couldn't quite understand his nagging, he seemed to understand a little bit. He imitated an adult and patted Zhao Gao on the shoulder to comfort him.

"I know the difficulties you face in being a slave. In your opinion, I grew up with a lot of favors, but I also have my own troubles..."

The little man sighed like an adult and put his hands behind his back.

"I have my own troubles too."

"What's your trouble, Master?"

Shouldn't you be worried about what to play tomorrow? What good things should you eat?

Zhao Gao sneered.

Zhiyu squatted beside him, stared at the ants on the ground, and said blankly

"Although Zhiyu is a prince, he is not favored by his father. Although my father and I live together, I rarely see him. Even if I do, I can only watch him from a distance. My mother and aunt won't let him go. When I get close, even if I get a chance to get close, my father always has a straight face and a fierce look."

Zhiyu said again

"Do you know which word my father has spoken to me the most?"

"which one?"

Zhao Gao asked, and when he saw Yu talking, he realized for the first time that this little kid was so eloquent.

"When he sees me, he just says, 'Yeah.'"

"That's it?"

"Yes, with just this word, my brothers and sisters can have a heart-to-heart chat with him. Even Yihua can sit on my father's legs and act coquettishly, but I... I have to be careful even if I touch my father. You say...why? We are also the children of father, emperor and mother, so why am I not lovable?"

"How could that happen!"

Although Zhao Gao knew that the child was not favored by the emperor, he couldn't bear to say such cruel words to a child. He could only comfort him with a smile.

"You are the prince, the empress's favorite young master. How could the emperor not love you? You must be still young and don't understand the emperor's thoughts. If you grow up, you will definitely understand."

He smiled and reached out to touch Zhiyu's hair to express comfort, but he was bumped into by Chu Yueqing not far away.

When he saw someone else, he immediately retracted his hand. How could a despicable person like himself be able to touch this master's head? He was a little frightened and quickly changed the subject.

But all this was still captured by Chu Yueqing

"This is the ointment that the empress ordered me to get for you. Take it back and put it on!"

Chu Yueqing threw the medicine bottle into Zhao Gao's hand.

"Thank you Miss Chu, thank you Queen Empress for your kindness!"

He put away his loneliness and unwillingness and became an inconspicuous little eunuch in the Qin Palace.

The gloomy conversation just ended like this. Seeing that it was snack time, he ordered his servants to move the tables and chairs to the courtyard. He wanted to have snacks under the shade of the trees.

Everyone naturally agreed, and a group of people were busy moving things. Chu Yueqing, who was standing aside to direct, said

"What were you and the young master talking about just now? Look at your expressions, you are not very happy!"

"No, it's nothing serious, I just complained about the heat!"

Chu Yueqing looked at him, seeing that he still seemed a little unhappy with his head lowered, and then thought of the injury on his face.

"You were bullied, weren't you? You said the injury on your face was from a fall, but to me it looks like you were pinched."

With one word, he revealed the ugly side that Zhao Gao didn't want to face the most. He felt his throat tightening, and the sadness and despair almost burst out!

"No, no..."

He was smiling bitterly, defending palely.

Chu Yueqing, who has always been optimistic, naturally knows the pain of being a slave in the palace, but although she and Zhao Gao are both slaves, they are in completely different situations.

Chu Yueqing is the Queen's personal slave. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Queen loves and appreciates her very much. Although she is a slave in name, everyone knows that this woman almost became the concubine of the young master Fusu. Pian Pianjia is a woman who has been infatuated with. These slaves naturally look up to her and like to fawn over her for some favors. But Zhao Gao's situation was different. He was a low-level eunuch with no background and no appreciation from the emperor or queen. He was serving an unpleasant baby. Those low-level slaves naturally liked to bully and exclude him.

Looking at the woman in front of him who had become a maid, but still had light in her eyes, Zhao Gao couldn't understand why she always straightened her back, spoke with a strong voice, and had an unyielding personality. The light in her eyes never seemed to be because of Coming from a humble background, being a slave and a maidservant made me feel inferior. Why is this?

Zhao Gao sighed. He had been depressed for a long time and wanted to find someone to talk to him about what was on his mind.

"The life of a slave is difficult, and it is understandable to be beaten and scolded by the masters, but why...should I be bullied by people who are also slaves? We are all slaves, shouldn't we be more sympathetic to each other? As a eunuch, I will live Should I be so humble and unable to complain about being bullied by others?"

Chu Yueqing's eyes were shining. She looked at the young master who was eating ice cream not far away and asked Zhao Gao.

"Do you think you are humble?"

"As a eunuch, isn't it despicable to have the status of neither a man nor a woman?"

Chu Yueqing looked at him, raised her head high, and said with great energy

"If a person feels despicable, not even gods can save him!"

She smiled, her tone was sonorous and powerful

"So what if I'm a slave? As long as I don't feel inferior to others or humble, then I am noble. There are many kinds of people in the world. Some are superior, while others are humble and humble. Although we are slaves in the palace, we can't You can't belittle yourself and think you are one head shorter than others, do you understand? If a person thinks that he is a humble slave in his heart, then he will never be able to raise his head and be a human being. Now that you are giving up on yourself and feeling humble, you will naturally be overwhelmed by this feeling of inferiority. You can't breathe. There are as many monsters and monsters as ants in the palace. If you always swallow your anger, those slaves who think they are humble will think that you are humbler than them and easier to bully. You are their best, the one to vent their dissatisfaction and anger. object."

The woman in front of me seemed weak and petite, but what she said had the power to swallow up mountains and rivers!