Liang Jiugong felt that he should say a few more words. He was always smart and knew when to say what to say, but she could see that she felt that it was meaningless to say anything.

He finally opened his mouth and could only advise: "Your Majesty allowed me to go through this journey, so naturally I have some affection for the girl. The girl should know what she knows and don't be willful."

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

Liang Jiugong couldn't say anything anymore and had no choice but to leave first.

He waited until he had walked out for a long time before he looked back.

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

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

He shook his head, said nothing, and continued walking.

He has been in the palace for many years. It's hard to say anything else, but he has the ability to recognize people.

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

Her body is in the palace, but her soul is freer than anyone else. No wonder the emperor cares about her and thinks about her all the time.

The emperor ascended the throne at a young age and was trapped in a palace all his life. He saw people who were unable to do anything wrong. How often had he seen such a person?

But this is not what a eunuch like him should think about.

Umaru saw him disappear from her sight, standing alone at the door, looking at the sky, filled with mist and thick clouds.

She was holding Hu Qiu in her arms, feeling a little confused.

She knew that Liang Jiugong came here to let her be the one to bow her head first.

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

As the supreme person in the feudal era, the emperor naturally could not bow his head, so it was only right that low-status people like them should bow their heads first, and the emperor would follow suit.

She knew it in her heart.

She even knew very clearly that if she wanted to live a good life in this era, she should, like other women, use all means and strategies to win the emperor's favor and become the most noble woman in the world.

But she didn't want to.

She asked herself again and again in her mind why some time-travelers could adapt well to life after time-travel, but she could not.

She heard her own clear answer.

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

And she, how could she integrate into this era with such peace of mind?

She was used to seeing advanced technology and a world that was far more equal than it is now. She was far more free then than she is now.

She has seen the snow in Kunlun, the sand in the north of the Great Wall, the smoked willows in the south of the Yangtze River, the terracotta warriors and horses in Chang'an and the ruins of Chaoge. She has also been to foreign countries, seen churches and white doves, Big Ben and ancient castles...

Since she has seen the world, how can she be willing to raise her head and see only a narrow finger of sky, and how can she be willing to lower her head and be bound by this small inch for others.

Her three views have been finalized and difficult to change.

She originally believed that women are no different from men. They are born as human beings and should enjoy the most basic human rights.

But in this era where men are superior to women and faced with the general trend of the world, what can she do?

Even if she feels that women are not born to be married to anyone, and they should not be pushed down the same path again and again.

Even if she thinks that it would be good to let people who are willing to have sex and have sex with people who want to have sex, and to have people who are willing to live in a sea of ​​stars and a sea of ​​stars.

Even if she felt that she studied and became literate, it was to gain knowledge and broaden her horizons, not to serve a man.

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

But she knew there was nothing she could do.

She is just a praying mantis in front of the wheel.

Precisely because she was aware of all this clearly and clearly, she could not accept it calmly, and could not let herself accept the assimilation of this era from the bottom of her heart.

With the thoughts of modern people, she mistakenly entered the wrong time and space, and lived in untimely and painful life in ancient times.

Every day is hard work.

It’s hard work.

A faint sigh.

She lowered her eyes and carried Hu Qiu into the room.

At night, Kangxi was upset. The political affairs of the previous dynasty and some unexplainable things in his heart were mixed together, making him uncomfortable and unable to calm down even if he read a book.

He simply went out for a walk.

Eight eunuchs followed with lanterns.

He climbed onto the city wall and looked up at the sky. The pale moonlight was obscured by clouds and mist, leaving only a dim light.

The cold wind was so sharp that it felt like a knife blowing on my face.

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

He withdrew his gaze and stepped down.

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

Kangxi froze on the spot and did not look back, but his hands were trembling either because of excitement or because of the cold.

Liang Jiugong lowered his head and waved to Umaru with his back.

Umaru sighed softly, walked forward with a bright yellow cloak in his arms, and tied it on Kangxi.

She stood before him, pale and beautiful, recovering from a serious illness.

"you lost weight."

Umaru tied the knot, took a step back, smiled, and said nothing.

The cold hands pinched her cheeks, the tentacles were smooth, her face was not obvious in the dim light, and her eyes kept looking down, not looking at him.

Kangxi stubbornly said: "Look at me."

Umaru looked up at him.

The young emperor's eyes were full of confusion, as if he had fallen into a trap and didn't know the way out.

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

The group of people returned to Qianqing Palace step by step.

Liang Jiugong had someone prepare ginger tea in advance and bring it to him.

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

She shivered.

Kangxi saw this and gave her the heater in his hand.

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

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

Liang Jiugong gently placed the newly brought soup on the table, making a moderate noise on the table.

At that moment, Umaru understood everything.

She thought, forget it.

Yes, forget it.

She said: "The slave came here himself."

Umaru's gaze retracted, his head lowered, with a bit of gentle submission.

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

She looked up at Kangxi with moist eyes: "What should I do if I don't have you?"

Liang Jiugong slowly let go of his hands in his sleeves.

Kangxi relaxed and remained silent.

Umaru said softly: "Without me, I wouldn't be able to protect our children."

Kangxi sat up straight: "Liang Jiugong!"

Liang Jiugong stepped forward: "My slave is here."

"Go check it out!"

Liang Jiugong lowered his head: "Yes."

Doctor Wang came very quickly. He had already forgotten about Uma Lu, but when he saw Liang Jiugong, he also found his meager memory.

After checking her pulse, Dr. Wang said directly: "The girl has indeed had a miscarriage and needs to be nursed back to health."
Chapter completed!