Once the two of them had each settled down on a rock, Jiang Tian resumed their earlier conversation.

"Your Highness, do you ever feel at some point that life is actually quite meaningless?"

Jiang Tian looked up at the starry sky, her voice very soft.

Murong Lie was taken aback for a moment, then chose to tell the truth.

“I’ve always felt that life is rather meaningless, so I always have to find some purpose to live.”

Jiang Tian curled her lips and smiled, her voice becoming even more ethereal: "Then I envy you so much. You can at least find a goal for yourself. I can't even find a goal. As a servant, my life is set. The palace maids who taught us back then all said that as long as we can't leave the palace, we will be servants for life."

"Look at what you're saying, it sounds like you're criticizing me, your master. You've been my maid for a long time, and I've never mistreated you."

Murong Lie couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

He selectively forgot his own capricious behavior.

“You are a good master, but I am not a good servant, Your Highness. To be honest, I have thought about it and I want to leave this year.”

Jiang Tian smiled and said to him.

Murong Lie's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean? What do you mean by leaving? Where are you leaving to?"

Jiang Tian blinked, a hint of slyness in her smile: "Anyway, it's about leaving, so I'm very happy that you're willing to let me come out and see the world. The world is so big, I love it."

She continued to tilt her head back and say things that were incomprehensible to others.

Murong Lie's brows furrowed deeply: "Don't change the subject. Is the 'leaving' you just mentioned the same 'leaving' I understand?"

He truly hadn't expected that this young palace maid could be so utterly speechless.

Jiang Tian actually admitted: "How you interpret it is how it is."

“Jiang Tian, ​​aren’t you going a bit too far? I really don’t understand why you would think this way. Weren’t you doing well in the Eastern Palace? You were clearly striving to rise in rank, from a sweeping maid to a study maid, and then to my personal maid. If you had climbed any higher, your life would have gotten better and better.”

For some reason, Murong Lie subconsciously started to persuade her.

What she just said was completely unexpected.

Everyone wants to live a good life; this palace maid is far too pessimistic.

He thought he was right.

Even servants have their own path to advancement.

Jiang Tian isn't stupid; she just doesn't like to move around. If she could walk steadily, she might become a female official in the future.

After hearing his words, Jiang Tian looked at him seriously and asked a question sincerely: "Whether it is the palace maid who sweeps, the palace maid in the study, or the personal maid who is now by your side, aren't they all servants? In essence, what is the difference?"

Murong Lie was stumped by the question.

She was right.

Actually, there's no difference.

They are all servants, and their rank does not change the fact that they serve others.

Some people, while serving their masters, can also oppress others, giving themselves a sense of superiority and motivation to live.

Murong Lie was speechless.

He really didn't expect it—Jiang Tian, ​​an ordinary palace maid, who always gave people the impression of being silly and dull, was actually this kind of person.

She was surprisingly insightful.

Or perhaps, she saw things too clearly.

In this place, if you see things too clearly and understand them too well, but lack vitality and motivation, you might end up like Jiang Tian.

He showed no emotional fluctuations whatsoever.

Why is she so happy today?

Perhaps she drew a line for herself, that in this year, she would live life to the fullest, even in the face of death.

"Jiang Tian, ​​do you realize that your ideas are too unconventional?"

Murong Lie was so bewildered that he didn't know how to continue.

Jiang Tian smiled and said, "Of course I know, that's why I only told you."

Murong Lie had a headache.

He couldn't help but think of his past life.

So, did this woman have her own reasons for poisoning him?

She was unwilling to be a slave her whole life. If she were given the drug, she might be able to break free of her slave status and escape, and perhaps she could gain her freedom.

This person would put his life second for freedom, let alone him.

She might have some resentment towards the old emperor, and he was the old emperor's son.

Perhaps Jiang Tian's thinking was too stubborn, which is why she was used as a tool to kill others.

"you……"

Murong Lie suddenly didn't know how to start the conversation.

Jiang Tian continued to look up at the starry sky, tears streaming down her face.

Murong Lie's heart skipped a beat.

With tears streaming down her face, Jiang Tian said, "Your Highness, do you ever feel a sense of heaviness? Do you ever feel sad at certain times? I always feel this way. I don't really know what's wrong with me. I feel like I'm always in a whirlpool. I've experienced that kind of pain, like a huge rock pressing on my chest, many times before."

Depression.

This was the first thought that came to Murong Lie's mind.

He couldn't help but move closer to her, a sudden unease creeping into his heart: "How did you get yourself into this state?"

She usually seems quite cheerful, but in the darkness, after she sheds her disguise, she appears very complex.

Jiang Tian wiped away her tears vigorously: "I'm not like this during the day, and I'm not sad during the day. It's only when I'm alone at night that I have a lot of thoughts in my mind. But being able to talk to you about it today makes me feel much better. I'm really happy, and I'm really sad. I'm not pretending."

She spoke to him very seriously.

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