Wang Xifeng wanted to leave the mansion and go back to her parents' home to visit relatives, but the road in front of the door was squeezed out by the nobles from all walks of life, and there was no gap left behind.

This made Feng Jie'er so angry that she rolled her eyes. But when she asked about the people who came to see Jia Cong, none of them were the popular celebrities in front of the emperor of the dynasty. Not to mention her, she would not dare to provoke him even if Wang Ziteng came, so she could only retreat for three miles.

At that moment, Feng Jie'er was both angry and jealous, and she didn't dare to provoke her, so she had to go around the back door.

Ping'er saw the scene in front of her, but there were so many powerful people coming to visit her. Jia Cong was probably seriously injured, which made her even more anxious. Until she finally waited for Wang Xifeng to get on the carriage and left, she hurriedly turned around and secretly wanted to go to the East Courtyard to find out the news. By chance, Zijuan came out of the East Courtyard.

Ping'er hurriedly stopped her and asked. Zijuan was also Daiyu who asked her to come over and ask for the news. When Ping'er asked, she knew that Ping'er and Jia Cong were really good, so she didn't hide it at the moment, so she told them all.

Ping'er couldn't help but be surprised and happy when she heard this. What was surprised was that Jia Cong was injured. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. Seeing that Jia Cong was doing well now, he could alarm so many powerful people to come to visit after being hurt. In addition to being surprised, she couldn't tell the loneliness. She always felt that the young master was getting farther and farther away from her. Now she could only watch from afar and could no longer be as close as before.

Seeing that Ping'er was stunned after hearing Jia Cong's news, Zijuan thought she was worried about Jia Cong's injuries anymore, so she hurriedly advised: "Good sister, you don't have to worry. I have also read it carefully. It's really not a big deal, it's almost gone."

Ping'er could only smile and said, "That's good, it won't make people worry."

After saying that, the two turned around and walked back. Zijuan talked about how many noble people came to see Jia Cong and how many rare medicinal materials they gave him. The east courtyard was filled with all the yards, which were dozens of times more than the medicinal materials that the Jia family had collected for many years.

Ping'er was even more happy when she heard this, but she was even more sad and sad:

Jia Cong is now a man, but she is still a man without a man and is scattered. For a moment, she remembered the words Jia Cong said in the past to take care of her for the rest of her life. Thinking about it again now, it was like a dream, but she never forgot that she was really stupid and foolish.

The more she thought so, the more sad she felt. She couldn't help but see her tears. Zijuan turned her head and saw it, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, it's so cool, why are you crying?"

Ping'er hurriedly reached out to touch her and then realized that she was crying. She quickly lowered her head and wiped her tears and said, "I'm not happy? Now that Young Master Cong is so promising, I can't help but remember when he was bullied before. Looking at it now, wouldn't he crying for him?"

Zijuan nodded and said, "Isn't it said that the young master lived in the past, and he was almost beaten to death many times. Now it's better, who dares to be angry with him?"

The two of them said as they walked, and Zijuan saw that there was no one around, so she asked Ping'er in a low voice: "Sister Ping, why did I hear someone tell me why you got angry yesterday? I didn't listen to it, but Is this true?

Ping'er immediately turned red when she heard Zijuan's question, and couldn't help but cry and said, "It's not that. My unscrupulous master stole someone, but he took advantage of our grandma's birthday and even came to the house. It's okay, but he asked our grandma to catch it again. The couple took me to make a raft when they were wrong, which made me suffer a lot of anger for no reason. Thinking about it, it's really no fun to live, it's better to die clean..."

Ping'er became more and more sad and decadent as she spoke. She couldn't help but cry in a low voice, but she was afraid that people would see her, so she wiped her tears and said, "Forget it, I'm the fate, I don't even deserve to be sad and wronged."

She was born beautifully, and when she was so sad, Zijuan was even more moved by it. She hugged Ping'er in her arms and whispered: "Sister, you are so old that you can't say such despicable words. I think you are born beautifully and have a good heart. I don't believe that God doesn't feel sorry for you. You are fine, and you will be able to do everything one day."

Ping'er smiled bitterly after hearing this, "Good sister, I know you are kind enough to comfort me, but I don't know that I'm just going to have such a life. Don't talk about any good days. Maybe one day they will force me to death."

When Zijuan heard her say this, she remembered that Wang Xifeng was so vicious and Jia Lian was so ruthless that Ping'er's prospects were really worrying. Thinking about this, she saw that Ping'er was as beautiful as a flower, and she was a little more beautiful than Wang Xifeng, but she was just this fate and was about to fall under Wang Xifeng's hands. Zijuan couldn't help but sigh and asked Ping'er: "Good sister, with your appearance and talent, it's more than enough to be a wife to any wealthy family. Why do you want to be a maid for them? This is too insulting you!"

Ping'er was even more sad when she heard this and sighed, "Sister, you are the most lustful man in our family. I don't know how many women we had before marrying our grandma. When we married our grandma, the women around him were beaten to death or sold to a brothel, and not one of them was left. At that time, there were three girls who were married to my grandma. The three of them were attracted to me because of their beauty. They said a few more words and were sold to the brothel by my grandma. Later, I was left with only me, and my grandma was afraid that others would laugh at her and she would not tolerate others and would not be polite to her. She forced me and my grandma to be kind. If I refused to let her go, I would have to sell me to the brothel, and I had no choice but to follow. Now I thought about it, it was better to hit me to death at the beginning..."

Ping'er became sadder the more she spoke, and couldn't help crying again. Zijuan hurriedly persuaded her for a while, and then she felt better and smiled bitterly: "You don't have to be sad for me. It's not worth it. I'm the only life. I can live one day."

Zijuan couldn't help but feel sad when she said this, and couldn't help but sigh: "The daughter of our poor family really shouldn't have been born, and she can save herself from suffering."

After hearing this, Ping'er advised her again: "You don't have to be sad. You have a much better life than me. You have followed such a good master as Miss Lin. Now she treats you like a real sister. I think even if she gets married in the future, you will either live with her for the rest of your life, or find a good man who is good at it. You are not like me, your life is over."
Chapter completed!