Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

When I entered the Marquis's Mansion, my name was not Qingzhi.

At that time everyone called me little girl.

Later, I went to the Prince's courtyard. The prince was only a few years older than me, but very mature. Even at a young age, he always taught me how to speak and do things in a very strict manner.

I slowly stayed with the prince, we grew up together, and lived together.

Although he is the master and I am the servant, I know that the prince treats me differently.

He would hold my hand and teach me how to write and read.

They also changed my name to Qingzhi.

He said his name was Songhan and my name was Qingzhi. I was the branch growing out of his body and I would accompany him all my life.

My face turned red with shame at that time. I thought that the prince behind me was so handsome and tall. It would be enough if I could be with him in this life.

I swear I never thought of becoming his concubine at that time.

When the Crown Prince was 20 years old, he displeased the Emperor and was demoted to be a county magistrate. The princess found me and asked if I was willing to serve the Crown Prince.

I have served the prince for more than ten years, how could I be unwilling?

I just don’t know whether the prince is willing.

But I soon found out that he was probably willing. He was always very intimate with me and made insatiable demands, which made it impossible for me to sleep well at night.

The prince is too strong. He is like this in everything he does. He would choose clothes and jewelry for me. Even if the horizontal stroke I wrote today was a little short, he would ask me to practice it a few more times.

He must be satisfied.

I am whatever he likes me to be.

I almost forgot that I was also a lively person when I was a child.

I thought most women were like this, no matter whether they were a man's wife or concubine, or a maid as humble as me who worked in the dirt, they should listen to men in everything.

But I met a wonderful woman.

She is not like that. She is very brave. I see another way of life in her.

We also had a drink together on Suiyun Mountain in Qinghe Town. I drank too much that day, and I had a vague feeling in my heart that I was not very happy.

But I can’t say what makes me unhappy, because my life is obviously much better now than before.

You don't have to do laundry or other rough housework, you just need to serve the prince well.

I cried that night. The prince thought I was in pain, so he moved very gently. I cried even harder, and I finally understood why I was unhappy.

I don't want to do this tonight, but I can't say it, I dare not say it, and I am not qualified to say it.

I am just a toy in the prince's room. He can fiddle with me when he wants, and put me aside for a few days when he doesn't want to.

He also often reminds me to do my duty and remember who I am.

Since then, I have been very depressed. Something in my heart is budding and about to break out of the ground, but I suppress it tightly. If others know about it, I might be finished.

I will stay with the prince in Qinghe Town cautiously for one year, two years, three years...

Finally going back to Beijing.

I can't bear to leave this place. I prefer this county government mansion to the oppressive and rule-ridden mansion in the capital.

There is no hostess here, so I have the final say.

When the prince was in a good mood, he would dote on me a lot, which made me feel that I could make decisions for him, but I knew who I was and never dared to go beyond that.

After returning to the capital, just as I expected, I became an insignificant maid in the prince's courtyard.

It’s just that the way people look at me is different now than before. They respect me, but also keep their distance.

The prince is very busy, and I may not see him for ten days or half a month. But whenever I see him, it is always in his room, in the study, on the couch, in bed, or anywhere he wants.

He doesn't tell me about what's happening outside. Instead, he tells me interesting stories about judging cases in Qinghe Town.

Now Chunchun is just venting. I am very annoyed, but I can only hold it in.

Every day when I drink the contraceptive soup, I always think, how nice it would be if this was a bowl of poison.

After we finished once, I was very tired, but the prince was still touching my hair. He said something interesting happened today and told me about it.

I wasn't interested, but I opened my eyes when I heard the familiar name.

The prince said that the top scholar was impeached in the Golden Palace because of his taboo relationship with his eldest sister-in-law.

But fortunately, I have the divorce certificate, so it’s not a big problem.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I was really worried about this extraordinary woman whom I regarded as a friend. I felt envious and admired her.

I envy the courage of the top scholars and admire their responsibility.

The prince may have noticed it and said something while kissing me.

I only remember the last sentence. He said to be a good boy. A slave like me could not be released. I would be his for life.

I know, I didn't say anything.

After this incident, the princess wanted to choose a wife for the prince. It was either the legitimate daughter of this family or the eldest daughter of that family. In the end, it seemed that the prime minister's daughter was chosen.

The princess wanted to sell me out, but the prince didn't want to, and a conflict broke out between the mother and son. I was uneasy, waiting for an unknown fate.

I don’t know how many difficulties I encountered later, but I didn’t dare tell the prince. In the end, the prime minister’s daughter embarrassed me in public and slapped me twice, and my face was swollen.

The prince was very angry. He never allowed anyone to touch his belongings.

I have a vague memory of what happened next. I only remember that it was a very cold day, my stomach ached, there was blood under me, and I was thrown out and sold.

When I woke up again, the prince was sitting next to me with a worried look on his face.

He is in control of everything. I don't believe he doesn't know what his mother wants to do.

I said nothing, I didn't even cry.

So be it.

After that, the prince treated me better. He sent me all kinds of precious things, came to accompany me every day, talked to me, and told me the people and things I wanted to hear.

You see, he knows everything and knows what I like to hear.

I pretended to let it go and slowly returned to the past. On New Year's Eve, the prince lingered with me for a long time and didn't want to go back home. He couldn't get enough of me.

I finally persuaded him to leave and waited patiently until midnight. Everyone in the mansion was tired from keeping watch and fell asleep.

According to the tradition of the Marquis' Mansion, the prince has to stay up with his elders tonight to celebrate the New Year.

I quietly took out a set of men's clothes. Anyway, I made clothes for the prince every day, and the prince never looked through my closet, so I was not worried about being discovered.

I was very nervous when I escaped, and I only wore the bracelet that the prince gave me on my sixteenth birthday.

Just treat it as a thought, after all, I loved this man deeply.

I ran all the way out of the city, and I didn’t know where I would go in the future, but I knew clearly that I didn’t want to come back!

Goodbye, Beijing.

Goodbye, my prince.