The Sorrow of the Outer Chamber

As he walked around the corner, a burst of female laughter could be heard, and because of the words "Princess Yun'an" mixed in with it, Pei Ji suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The tones of those women were full of disdain and disdain: "That Princess Yun'an is really good. Her clever and charming skills have fascinated the chief minister. Although she was of noble status in the past,

The world has changed, how can a down-and-out princess be compared to Miss Feng?"

"Besides, it's just an outer room. If you die, you will die. Why bother with such a big battle?"

"Yes, this thing in the outer room is just like a rat crossing the street. It is despised by everyone and deserves to be scorned. Why would anyone cry out for her?"

"Hey, it's the fault of Miss Feng. She's also not sober. Is the outer room worth her own effort?"

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Every word, every word, was full of disdain for the outside chamber, like a knife, severly scratching the flesh of Pei Ji's heart. He never knew that people in the world looked down upon the outside chamber's identity so much.

The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. Thinking of everything in the past, he felt like the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and he had a splitting headache.

The man swayed, turned slightly sideways, and said to Li Yi, who was hurriedly chasing after him: "Those people have a hundred mouths each. If anyone dares to speak ill of Princess Yun'an in the future, they will all be executed."

This made Li Yi complain endlessly. Chang'an City has a population of more than one million, and the people's names and nationalities are simply formidable. How can he stop the crowd from talking?

Sighing secretly, he followed the Chief Assistant carefully, fearing that something would happen again. When he returned to the Chief Assistant's Mansion, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Pei Ji locked himself in the study and stayed awake all night. Li Yi was busy outside, but he didn't dare to disturb him.

When it was dawn, Li Yi was holding his breakfast and thinking about how to report the matter. He heard his master calling him in, and he immediately opened the door gently and entered.

As soon as he put down his breakfast, Pei Ji spoke first. His voice became hoarse, and his tone was strange and lonely: "Li Yi, is status really so important to a woman? As a foreigner, she will definitely be criticized.

Is it criticized by the world?"

Li Yi was slightly embarrassed and hesitated to speak, but he still told the truth: "Sir, status is naturally important to a woman. If a woman does not have a serious status and is with the same man for some reason, what kind of lady or miss will it be?"

Do you think highly of her?"

Pei Ji's eyes fell on the plum blossom branches outside the window. The plum blossoms were about to bloom. The little girl who could warm people's hearts loved to stand under the plum blossom tree.

Her smile makes people feel that no matter how cold the twelfth lunar month of winter is, it can't stop the pace of spring.

But in Pei Ji's eyes now, there is the deathly silence that has been shattered into pieces in the darkness. It is a kind of pain that goes straight through his heart. The numbness is filled with regret, and it is about to torture him crazy.

His world is very big, his mind is lofty, his vision is broad, he plans for the long-term development, there are intrigues in the court, and concerns about the difficulties of people's livelihood, but he just doesn't look at the world with a woman's worldly outlook.

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He had always thought that the little princess would live a free and easy life if she had his favor, but he never understood what the bottom line the girl insisted on sticking to.

Now, very cruelly, after the worst ending, he understood what the bottom line was.

It turns out that in the eyes of the world, Wai Shi is such a lowly existence. Even if he dotes on her, others will only laugh at her for being so good in bed and never give her real respect.

From the moment she was with him, she endured ridicule, ridicule, and contempt. How could such a weak little girl survive these rumors? No wonder she would sob uncomfortably in her sleep.

Pei Ji was speechless. He moved his knuckles but found that he was shaking badly, until Rong Qiao stumbled in.

She was holding a pack of oil paper in her hand, her voice already hoarse from crying, and she was still crying: "Sir, this is the saffron-infused cake that day. The young lady specifically asked the slave to take it before she died.

To you."

Regardless of asking Li Yi to present it, Rong Qiao had already taken out one and handed it over: "The wind on the mountain was so cold that the young lady's lips turned purple from the cold, but something went wrong with her food. For three whole days, she couldn't eat anything hot."

I haven’t finished the soup yet…”

At this point, Rong Qiao was already crying: "When the young lady was taken to be released by Feng Wei, her body was extremely weak, but she was pushed into the water again. After a lot of tossing and being rescued ashore, her clothes were already wet, but Feng Wei was still

He refused to let her go and allowed her to be ridiculed by passers-by while still naked. She...she felt so wronged..."

At this point, she was crying so hard that she could no longer utter a complete sentence. Why did she come to the Chief Assistant to tell the whole story in detail?

It's because the young lady has suffered too many grievances, and she has to tell Mr. Chief Assistant no matter what.

"What did you say?"

Pei Ji suddenly stood up, and the sadness he had been deliberately hiding overflowed from his chest like a surge.

He always felt that he could protect the little princess well, but he never imagined that she would suffer so many grievances before she died, and that such a delicate person would be pushed into the water twice.

Besides, the little princess was so stubborn, how could she bear it? Those people were so humiliating and ridiculing that he could not even imagine how heartbreaking the words of those people on the riverside would be!

When a person's dignity is trampled to pieces on the ground and mixed with mud, he knows this feeling better than anyone else.

I still can't bear it, let alone the proud Princess Yun'an.

Suddenly, he felt that the sins he had committed could no longer be washed away. In the past, he did not believe in reincarnation, only himself, but now, he believed it.

Too stupid. He was completely stupid in the past.

I vaguely thought of the look and smile the little princess looked at him before she died. It was a broken determination and a tearing pain.

Now, he completely understands.

Collapse occurs in an instant.

Pei Ji held the Heyi Pancake in his hand, pinched a handful of oil residue, his shoulders began to twitch, tears and regrets flowed down freely, his emotions were completely overflowing, and he burst into a burst of painful wails.

The cold and ruthless chief minister of the court took off all pretense and cried like a child. He was so regretful that he was tortured to a state of disgrace, his face was hideous and painful.

What should I do? How should I live alone in this world from now on?

He couldn't find the answer, but he was crying bitterly, feeling that everything was dead. He died in the winter of the first year of Shunde, and spring would never come again.
Chapter completed!