The rebirth of the demon concubine

Chapter 218 Fan Wai Zhang's Murder of Half a Steamed Bun
It was freezing cold, and Zhang Yunchao was steaming with his hands that were already red from the cold. Looking at the bright color of dawn in the sky, Zhang Yun's mood gradually improved—it was time to have breakfast.Thinking about it, I unconsciously grabbed the broom that was taller than myself and swept away the last pile of fallen leaves on this deserted path.

During the crowded breakfast time, Zhang Yun secretly stuffed a large white steamed bun into his sleeve, and finished the thick white porridge in two mouthfuls, smashed his mouth a few times, and started his day's work again.After finally surviving the flood, he was sold to human traffickers because of five catties of grain. Thanks to his hungry face and emaciated face, after several twists and turns, he was lucky enough to enter the palace.

Although she is small, only eight years old, due to her early experience, Zhang Yun, who is timid but sensitive, was able to gain a small foothold in this magnificent palace full of hidden murderous intentions - working in the cold palace. A sweeping maid.

Feared by the famine before entering the palace, Zhang Yun would divide every meal into two, steamed buns and occasional snacks would be secretly stored in his sleeves for after work, to find a quiet place Take out the hidden food and eat it.

It's just that in the past few days Zhang Yun felt that he seemed to be being watched by someone, and every time he ate, the eyes peeping at him were especially hot.Zhang Yun took out a steamed bun as usual, but broke off half of it uncharacteristically, and was extremely reluctant to eat half of it, then put the other half on the place that had just been wiped clean by the handkerchief, turned and left.

There are so many poor people in the world. After entering the palace, Zhang Yun understood that excess sympathy would kill her, but... she knew the feeling of hunger. No matter what the gaze meant, all she could do was Leave half a steamed bun.

When I came back the next day, the steamed buns were gone. Whether they were taken away by people or wild cats and dogs, it was none of my business.Continue to clean, continue to feel the eyes from nowhere, Zhang Yun has become a habit of leaving half a steamed bun every day, and this habit lasted until she was 12 years old.Another morning, she saw a piece of delicate silk wrapped in the place where the steamed buns were kept. When she opened it, there were several pieces of delicate pastries she had never seen before lying there. Feel that gaze for once.

Zhang Yun will no longer keep the steamed buns anymore, she already knows that the other party will not need the half of the steamed buns because of hunger, but every time after cleaning, she will still sit in the original place for a stick of incense , who is naturally sensitive, can still feel that person, his eyes are all there, there is no intersection, no meeting, just sitting there, as if he has always been so peaceful...

Is it pie in the sky?After Zhang Yun received the decree, he was still in the fog, but he went back a little late one morning, but met the prince who was like a god on the road, and within three days she became a little girl in the prince's hidden residence. Little Fengyi, with only a few pieces of copper jewelry in the simple small package, Zhang Yun changed his place and started a new chapter in his life.

It is said that once involved with the royal family, one will be stuck in the mud for the rest of his life. Zhang Yun minimized his sense of existence as much as possible. It seemed that becoming Fengyi was just a whim of the prince, and even after he entered the mansion, he never thought of himself again.But fortunately, the chief eunuch in the mansion is very fair. Although he doesn't have much wealth, life is indeed much better than in the palace. Unfortunately——I will never see that person again.There are always many knots in his heart, Zhang Yun should also realize that he will live and die silently in this life, no one is sad, let alone sad.

However, it seems that everything has its own will in the dark. Because the prince is about to marry the princess, the mansion has become busy, and even some princes will come to the mansion to help.If it wasn't, if it wasn't for being impatient for a while, maybe my life should be spent in peace, without joy or sorrow.

That is the prince who attracts more attention than the prince. Zhang Yun hid behind the rockery, and it was the first time he saw a prince in a lake green shirt standing not far away with gentle eyebrows and gentle eyes. Zhang Yun was hiding behind the rockery. A little image of a little palace maid in the Prince's Mansion.As if he had discovered something serious, Zhang Yun wanted to leave the place of trouble immediately, but he was fixed in place by the familiar gaze he cast.

It’s not the downcast guard or eunuch he thought of. Zhang Yun imagined who the person he helped was again and again, but he never thought that such a handsome and handsome person, as long as he is willing, you will indulge in his gaze I don't want to wake up...

How did he agree to that person to be his eyeliner?While Zhang Yun was embroidering patterns, he was in a daze. Since he came back that day, he hadn't thought about why he would agree to him.

"Hiss!" The blood dripping from the finger pierced by the needle, Zhang Yun regained consciousness and sucked his finger. Looking at the treasured copper jewelry in front of the vanity mirror, he suddenly felt amused, so careful, so good at hiding, how could it be Just expose yourself like this?I don't know if I'm talking about myself in my heart or if I'm asking someone else, anyway, Zhang Yun understands that she will definitely die in this life without a place to bury her.

Seeing too many deaths, Zhang Yun has gradually become numb. Since the side concubine entered the mansion, people will die every three days, but who knows how many of those dead people are like her, they are the eyeliner of others?Zhang Yun would only send news every six months, and they would not even take the initiative to send someone to find her, as if what happened that day was just a dream, so unreal.

Maybe, I just have no sense of existence?Forgotten?Zhang Yun couldn't help thinking that with a secret pain in her heart, anyone could forget her, but she hoped that person wouldn't forget her, even if it was because of the half bun...

The ending was already like this. Before Zhang Yun died, he looked at Yan Shi who was standing not far away, and secretly envied him: If he was as smart as her, would she have retreated unscathed today?That person is coming back soon, she really wants to see each other again, but it's a pity——Facing Shang Chaomei's helpless expression, the corner of Yan's mouth mocked, she had already seen through the coldness in her eyes, Yan is too smart, so smart This woman is willing to sacrifice herself to save herself.

In fact, I don't have to die at all!As long as she confesses that Chaomei herself, as long as she does not deserve to die... However, she also has someone she wants to keep. Everything about today, the prince's eyes, she understands: his goal is not her at all.Everything is for that person, right?Zhang Yun herself didn't know where the courage came from to commit suicide by bumping into a pillar. Perhaps this was the most courageous thing she did in this life. After hitting her forehead, Zhang Yun felt that her body was getting colder, and the past was flashing before her eyes. She felt that the moment her body warmed up was the time when she was still sweeping the floor in the cold palace, and was still sitting in that corner...

What about that gaze?Zhang Yun closed his eyes, and could no longer feel that gentle gaze...

——Scene Divider——

"His Royal Highness, it's cold at night, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?" Outside the station, Yuan Wei felt panicked when he woke up from a dream. He was walking in the vestibule and happened to meet a middle-aged insomniac general. The half-covered moon sighed: "This king just had a dream. When I woke up from the dream, I came out for a walk..."

"Is it a nightmare?" The general understood that those who lived on the battlefield for several months would inevitably have nightmares.

Looking at the general's understanding smile, Yuan Wei smiled: "No, it was a beautiful dream, but it's just that I woke up from the dream, and I couldn't help feeling sad..."

In the dream, eating that half of the steamed bun was full of happiness.

　No more, I obviously want to write a side story and write some conspiracy, so be calm and calm.As a result, QAQ was abused by himself/(ㄒoㄒ)/~
　　
　
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