Chapter 475 Facial Cleanser
At this moment, she had no sense of being one year younger than Lady Cao. She was like a gentle and calm elder, explaining softly, "Although I also admire single-minded love, your concubines are willing to compete for my favor, and it is probably not for love."
"It has only been in the last decade that women in Dai Viet were able to go out and earn a living."
"When we were young, there were only a few ways for women to seek a way forward. This is a single-plank bridge with a cliff below. Do you still expect people to have a good posture when crossing the bridge?"
"The so-called respectability is something that can only be achieved after one can survive."
"They are vying for favor with your mother, just for a little future and your father's attention."
"Who would want to kneel if they can live standing up? Is it voluntary or is it necessary to be voluntary?"
Madam Cao fell silent again and was confused for a moment.
My mother hated concubines. She also hated concubines because of what she saw and heard. She thought they were self-deprecating, depraved, and seduced their masters.
She never thought that they were not doing it voluntarily. They were all hustling for fame and wealth, and the sight of them seducing her father was truly disgusting.
But now think about it, at that time, there was really no other way for a woman without any background to climb up.
No matter how dissatisfied she was with her situation, she was married into a wealthy family and became a daughter of a clan leader. She had never thought about the situation of a concubine.
He also acted superior, looking down from a safe height at the women who were desperately trying to climb up, and pointed out to the people on the same height: "Look, their postures clinging to the cliff are so ugly and funny, not decent at all."
There was silence in the carriage, and Madam Cao did not say another word until they entered Wu Garden.
She walked behind, looking at the figure in front of her, her mind full of random thoughts.
But...the prince won't be someone's concubine, why would she think about this?
After they separated, she returned to her room and saw several servants gathered together and laughing. She didn't know what happy things they were talking about. In the bleak autumn air, there was a bit of vitality that didn't belong to this season.
Madam Cao was not only infected but also smiled.
This is a scene that will never be seen in the Cao family. Their family has strict rules and regulations, and everyone's every move has rules and is fixed in a closed frame.
When there were occasional palace banquets, the rules in the palace would only be stricter. She had never been to the East Palace, and it seemed that only in the Mist Garden did she see people being kind to those neglected servants.
The people around her are full of energy, as if everyone is looking forward to tomorrow and has infinite yearning for the future.
"Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the green grass and trees..."
Madam Cao recited in a low voice a poem which she had read before but had not understood its meaning.
It turns out that this is the appearance of a wise ruler.
What kind of person would have compassion when looking down upon all living beings in such a cold and desolate place?
At that moment, the image of the deity with drooping eyebrows in the temple emerged in her mind.
A day later, the person being worshipped squatted at the door holding a half-wet handkerchief.
Changyan stood beside her with an embarrassed look on his face, and for the first time he didn't want to acknowledge her as his master.
After returning to Wu Garden, the little prince was also depressed. Under Bei Hua's concern, he confided sadly: "I went to see the national teacher today to ask him something."
"Hmm, and then?"
"Then his disciples said he was scrubbing his body. I thought he was a cultivator, so why did he need to take a bath? I was very curious."
Bei Hua felt something was wrong and asked tremblingly, "Did you go and see it???"
Bei Jingchu frowned, "Am I that kind of person?"
Before Bei Hua could even breathe a sigh of relief, she said, "Of course I'm rubbing it for him!"
"He is so ungrateful. When I helped him in, he should have said 'thank you' instead of 'who are you' or 'how did you get in'!"
Bei Jingchu snorted angrily.
Bei Hua: “…”
Long smoke: "......"
Changyan covered his face again.
Bei Jingchu was really sad. She was kind for once, but was chased out. She sang sadly: "Later, I finally understood in tears that some people are gone once they've been rubbed~~~~"
Bei Hua: ...Not to mention, it sounds pretty nice.
Although she was so embarrassed that her toes were tapping the ground, Bei Hua asked curiously, "Did you see what the Imperial Master looked like?"
"Does he look handsome?"
Bei Jingchu nodded, "She looks cool."
Bei Hua: "Oh...ah?"
What does it mean to look cool?
Bei Jingchu rubbed her hands excitedly and said in a slightly obscene way: "I didn't see her face clearly, but her breasts are bigger than mine!"
"What kind of facial cleanser is this~"
This was too obscene, Changyan and Beihua both turned their heads away.
Bei Hua was a little worried: "Chu Chu, the Imperial Master is a person from the outside world and has always been very mysterious. If he is dragged into the secular world, there will be no good results. Don't have the desire to talk about love with him."
Bei Jingchu nodded.
Bei Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but it was too early.
Because this person then said to her: "I have no desire to have a romantic relationship with him, I only have desire for him."
Bei Hua: "...Excuse me."
Lust is really a sword hanging over your head.
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