Clearly, she doesn't want to be a concubine

Chapter 30

Liang Jiugong felt that he should say a few more words. He has always been smart and knows when to say something. It can be seen that she feels like saying nothing.

He finally opened his mouth, and he could only persuade: "The emperor let me go through this, so naturally I have some affection for the girl. The girl must know what she is, and don't be willful."

"I know it well." She smiled, "Thank you, Manager Liang, for your kindness."

Liang Jiugong couldn't continue talking, so he could only leave first.

He didn't turn back until he walked out for a long time.

Of course he couldn't see her, but he couldn't help sighing.

Little Eunuch Meng asked him, "Master, what are you looking at?"

He shook his head, did not speak, and continued on his way.

He has been in the palace for many years, it is hard to say anything else, but he has the ability to know people.

He clearly saw that Uyamalu had a temperament different from other women.

Her body is in the palace, but her soul is freer than anyone else's. It's no wonder that the emperor cares and misses her all the time.

The emperor ascended the throne at a young age, and was trapped in a deep palace all his life. He only saw people who made mistakes and made mistakes. How often have you seen such a person?
But this is not something that a eunuch should think about.

Umalu saw him disappearing from his sight, standing alone at the door, looking at the sky, misty and thick clouds.

Holding the fox fur in her arms, she was a little dazed.

She knew that Liang Jiugong came here to let her be the one who bowed first.

Otherwise, there is no need for him to come in person.

As the supreme person in the feudal era, it is naturally impossible for the emperor to bow his head, so it is reasonable for people with low status like them to bow their heads first, and the emperor will go down.

She knew it in her heart.

She even understood very clearly that she wanted to live well in this era, and she should, like other women, use all means and schemes to win the emperor's favor and become the most honorable woman in the world.

But she doesn't want to.

She asked herself again and again in her heart why some time travelers could adapt well to life after time travel, but she couldn't.

She heard herself answer clearly.

People are different, some people like to be famous, some people like to leave a name in history, and some people like to be idle.

And she, how could she blend into this era with peace of mind?
She is used to seeing advanced technology and a world that is far more equal than now, and she was far more free than now.

She has seen the snow in Kunlun, the sand in Saibei, the smoked willows in Jiangnan, the terracotta warriors and horses in Chang'an and the relics of Chaoge, and she has also been to foreign countries, and she has seen churches and white pigeons, Big Ben and old castles...

She has seen the world, how can she be willing to look up and see only a narrow sky, and how can she be willing to bow her head and be bound by others within this square inch.

Her three views are fixed and difficult to change.

She originally believes that women are no different from men, they are born as human beings and should enjoy the most basic rights of human beings.

But in this era where men are superior to women, facing the general trend of the world, what can she do.

Even if she feels that a woman is not born to marry someone, she shouldn't be pushed on the same path time and time again.

Even if she thinks that it is good to let those who are willing to have sex, let those who are willing to be stars and seas be stars and seas.

Even if she thinks that she reads and writes for the sake of reason and to broaden her horizons, not to serve a man.

Because she loves herself and respects her independent personality, she resists all of this.

But she knew there was nothing she could do.

She is nothing more than a praying mantis before the wheel.

It is precisely because she is soberly and transparently aware of all this that she cannot accept all of this calmly, and cannot allow herself to accept the assimilation of this era from the bottom of her heart.

With the thinking of modern people, she strayed into the misplaced time and space, and lived in the ancient times with untimely pain.

Every day is suffering.

Hard work.

A faint sigh.

She lowered her eyes and entered the room with the fox fur in her arms.

At night, Kangxi was upset, and the political affairs of the previous court and the unexplainable things in his heart were rubbed together, which made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't calm down even after reading a book.

He simply went out for a walk.

Eight eunuchs followed with lanterns.

He boarded the city wall and looked up at the sky. The pale moonlight was covered by clouds and mist, and there was only a dim light.

The cold wind is sharp, blowing on the face like a knife.

He stood there for a long time, until the person on the city wall became cold.

He retracted his gaze and stepped down.

Liang Jiugong whispered: "Your Majesty, Miss Wu Ya is here."

Kangxi froze on the spot without turning his head, but his hands were trembling because of excitement or cold.

Liang Jiugong bowed his head and waved to Umalu with his back.

Umalu sighed softly, stepped forward holding a bright yellow cloak, and tied it for Kangxi.

She stood in front of him, pale and beautiful, recovering from a serious illness.

"you lost weight."

Umalu tied the knot, took a step back, smiled, and didn't speak.

Cold hands pinched her cheeks, the tentacles were slick, her face was not obvious under the faint light, her eyes kept looking down, not looking at him.

Kangxi stubbornly said, "Look at me."

Umalu looked up at him.

The young emperor's eyes were full of confusion, like a cub caught in a trap, not knowing the way out.

Kangxi let go of his hand: "Let's go."

A group of people walked back to Qianqing Palace step by step.

Liang Jiugong brought up the ginger tea prepared in advance.

Umalu's body, which was frozen in the cold wind, gradually warmed up.

She shuddered.

Kangxi saw it and gave her the stove in his hand.

"Who asked you to come." Kangxi asked her.

All his emotions seemed to subside in an instant, and he was still that unpredictable emperor.

Liang Jiugong put the newly brought soup on the table lightly, and there was a moderate noise when it collided with the table.

At that moment, Umalu understood everything.

She thought, forget it.

Yes, forget it.

She said, "The servant wanted to come."

Umalu looked back, bowed his head, with a bit of gentle obedience.

Liang Jiugong lowered his head, stepped aside humbly, and asked the other eunuchs to take out the tray.

She looked up at Kangxi with watery eyes: "Without a master, what should a slave do?"

Liang Jiugong slowly let go of the hand that was locked in his sleeve.

Kangxi relaxed and remained silent.

Umalu said softly: "Without a master, this servant can't even protect our children."

Kangxi sat up straight: "Liang Jiugong!"

Liang Jiugong stepped forward: "The servant is here."

"Go check!"

Liang Jiugong bowed his head: "Yes."

Physician Wang came very quickly, he had already forgotten Umalu, but when he saw Liang Jiugong, he also found that meager memory.

After doctor Wang checked the pulse, he said directly: "The girl did have a miscarriage once, so she needs to take care of herself."

He paused: "Spleen deficiency, weak stomach, weak pulse, the previous prescriptions may conflict, I will make a new prescription later."

(End of this chapter)