"Madam, it's late at night.
You don't want to read this book today.
My servant will call you early tomorrow morning.
I won't delay your reading progress."
The person who spoke was Zhuixing, Qiu Moli's maid.
Ever since Xuan Zixu sealed the courtyard, Qiu Moli was uncharacteristically quiet and reading the storybook in the room, and no longer deliberately acted like a naughty young lady. .
But fear can never be changed in a day or two.
At least in the entire general mansion, except for Zhaixing, no one dared to say too much to Qiu Moli, for fear that he would accidentally get into trouble and lose his life.
However, this was very much in line with Qiu Moli's initial thoughts.
Without love, there would be no pain when parting.
Qiu Moli raised her head from her storybook and looked out the window.
There were stars and a half-moon hanging upside down in the sky like a silver hook.
Such beautiful scenery made her a little crazy and she forgot to answer the people around her.
I don’t know how many more times I will see such beautiful moonlight.
My thoughts suddenly returned to ten years ago, outside Luojia Temple.
Eight-year-old Qiu Moli accompanied her sister Qiu Lulan to Luojia Temple to pray, because Qiu Lulan had already been favored by the emperor at that time, and she only waited until she was sixteen to enter the palace as a concubine.
"Sister, why do you want to enter the palace?
Daddy said you can't play with me anymore.
Is it true?
Is it because Li Li is not good?"
Li Li opened his rare red eyes and looked at Qiu Lulan pitifully. .
She had always wanted to ask this, but her father had told her a long time ago that she could not mention the word "entering the palace" in front of her sister, otherwise she would confiscate a year's worth of scripts and slap her on the hand.
Naturally, she was afraid.
So today she specially asked her father to pray with her sister.
Of course, the main purpose was to ask her sister why she wanted to enter the palace.
Qiu Lulan slowly knelt down and gently stroked the short hair on Xiao Moli's forehead, "Xiao Moli is very good, sister is very happy that you can accompany her these years, but some things are not as you think."
Simple,."
"Does sister like the emperor?"
Qiu Moli looked at Qiu Lulan eagerly with her pure red eyes, her fluttering eyelashes closing and closing, very cute.
"Little Moli, please remember that the love in this world is just a thing for people's entertainment and should not be taken seriously.
Born in the Qiu family, never mention love."
When Qiu Lulan spoke, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
It's a pity that Qiu Moli is too young to understand the meaning of the sadness that won't go away, but even as she grows up, she still doesn't understand why Qiu Lulan has such sadness in her eyes.
"Miss, the auspicious time has arrived.
Please hurry up and pray."
The maid held the beads and bowed, reminding those who were about to miss the auspicious time.
"Little Moli, do you want to go in and pray together?"
Qiu Lulan stood up and looked at Qiu Moli beside her tenderly, the sadness in her eyes was instantly well hidden.
The children of the Qiu family don't let their emotions leak out easily.
"No, Li Moli doesn't believe in God.
Whatever Li Li wants, he will fight for it."
Qiu Moli refused quickly.
She was young, but she never believed in God.
She must fight for what she wants.
Only in this way can she belong. own stuff.
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"Then what if you can't win it?"
Qiu Lulan murmured to herself, as if asking herself, but also asking Qiu Moli.
After a long time, she spoke again, "There are some things that you can't get just by fighting for them.
With all your strength, in the end, Maybe not even the dust will be left.”
"Miss" Fu Zhu looked at her worriedly.
Fu Zhu wanted to say, Fu Zhu understands the suffering of the eldest lady, but it's a pity.
"Fu Zhu, let's go pray, the rest of us will stay here to protect the second lady."
"Yes" Everyone bowed their heads and Ren Qiu Lulan left.
"You can't win it," Qiu Moli said in his mouth, then thought hard and replied, "Then try harder.
If it still doesn't work, destroy it."
Qiu Lulan, who was walking in front, was stunned.
These words were not childish at all, they did not sound like they were spoken by an eight-year-old child.
However, this was what she lacked the most.
After a while, she finally laughed out loud.
Sure enough, Qiu Lulan was walking in front.
Mo Li is the daughter of the Qiu family.
"Whose baby girl is this?
Why does she speak so violently?"
A monk came out from nowhere, wearing a simple monk's robe, with an expression on his face that was almost non-existent.
From the moment he appeared, it seemed that the surrounding environment had changed.
Qiu Moli raised his head, grinned, and looked at the monk in front of him sarcastically.
"Where did you come from as a monk?
Why are you so rude?
Did I let you speak?"
"Hahaha" When the monk heard what Qiu Moli said, his sullen face suddenly looked like melted ink, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Is it funny?"
Qiu Moli rolled his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with disgust.
"Okay, you little girl is really cute and tight.
It seems that I have to tell the little girl's fortune today.
Little girl, when is your birthday?"
Qiu Moli looked at the person who suddenly asked about his birth date with a defensive expression, and took a few steps back unconsciously.
"Haha, little girl, are you scared?"
the monk joked, his face no longer as stern as before.
"Hmph, I, Qiu Moli, will be afraid," Qiu Moli said disdainfully.
Seeing that the monk was smiling without saying a word, Qiu Moli raised his voice and continued to speak.
"My birthday is on the sixth day of June every year, when the Pingting flowers bloom."
The monk's expression that was still smiling immediately froze.
He stared at Qiu Moli and said, "Girl, how old are you?"
"eight years old" "My life is full of misfortune, and I will die an untimely death."
After the monk said these words solemnly, he said nothing more.
Qiu Moli's expression froze because of those strange eight words.
Although she was only eight years old, she didn't understand the meaning of these words.
"What do you mean by this?"
Qiu Moli asked.
"When the Pingting flowers bloom at the age of twenty, it is the time when you pass away.
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Little girl, make good use of the remaining time and be happy.
Don't give up what is yours, and don't force what is not yours."
"Madam, it's time to rest," Zhai Xing called to the man who was obviously deep in thought.
It was getting late, and if he didn't rest, his body would be damaged.
Qiu Moli came back to his senses and smiled at the people who cared about him, indicating that he was fine.
"Sometimes I feel that life is really like a dream.
Will I wake up?
I am still eight years old.
There is no monk, no marriage, my father still puts hope in me, and my sister is still just my sister."
"Miss" Zhaixing called out with a crying voice to this person who was obviously saying such sad words but still had a smile on his face.
"I'm just joking.
Reaching for the Stars is serious."
Qiu Moli made an extremely relaxed expression, as if he was teasing Reaching for the Stars.
But I know in my heart that everything is not a dream "Zhaixing, I want to go to the General's Mansion tomorrow, please help me arrange it."
She felt so bored after staying at the General's Mansion for a long time.
Maybe she should go see the top star in Cuihong Building
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