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Chapter Eighty-Three: I Want to Cry Without Tears


Fang Jinshu thought clearly about the way forward, and his confidence became more and more firm.

Tang Yuanyao was getting more and more desperate.

After the re-selection examination, all the students, palace maids, chamberlains, female officials, and relevant people of Guozijian lecturers have dispersed.

It didn't take much effort, and even a few cases and other items that were brought out were carried back to the classroom of Guozijian by the palace people.

Several chamberlains swept the examination room and cleaned up some confetti.

During this whole process, people came and went around her, but no one looked at her and asked her a word.

Even Tang Yuanyao herself doubted, did she become invisible?

These people can turn such a blind eye.

She's certainly not invisible.

It's just that in the eyes of these palace people, she has been engraved with the words "offended Duancheng County Lord".

Compared with the noble Duancheng County Lord, the daughter of a district official, everyone understands which is more important.

Because of the re-election of the school, Guozijian has a day off today.

The rules of the Guozi prison are very strict, and it is a rare opportunity, all the inmates who are studying hurry up and go out to relax, and no one is left.

When the re-election was completed, there was a huge national eunuch, and only the shade of the trees remained, which seemed empty.

After noon, it was only her and the maid who guarded her.

Fortunately, it was autumn, and it happened to be cloudy, the sun was not scorching, and it was still a little warm on people.

Tang Yuanyao had no other discomfort on his body except for kneeling with numb knees and sore legs and feet.

She sobbed intermittently, wondering how she couldn't calculate today, but suffered this fate.

The maid who guarded her was a little impatient, and when she saw that everyone was gone, she went to the room and brought a chair out, sat down for a while, and said to her, "I advise you to save some effort, the hour is still long." ” It's just noon, and there are still eight hours to go.

Kneeling doesn't sound like a lot, but it's actually a difficult punishment.

As time goes by, the discomfort becomes more pronounced and the pain becomes more and more difficult.

It was daytime, and at night, her clothes were not enough to withstand the cold of the autumn night.

She reminded Tang Yuanyao that it was not out of kindness.

It's just because Tang Yuanyao is also the daughter of an official family, if there is really something good, Duancheng will naturally be fine, and she will carry the pot.

But the truth in this will not be understood by those who have not really suffered it.

Tang Yuanyao was often resentful in her chest, thinking that her stepmother was not good to her and her eldest brother, and never considered their future.

However, she is the eldest daughter of the Tang family after all.

For the sake of fame, her stepmother didn't care at most, and never moved half a finger of her, for fear of falling into a reputation for treating her stepdaughter harshly.

So, not to mention kneeling, no one even touched her with half a finger.

Where can she understand the kindness hidden behind the palace maid saying this?

She raised her teary eyes, glared angrily at the palace maid, and said, "What's the matter with you?"

” In front of everyone, she was punished by Duancheng County Lord to kneel, and there was such a big ugly appearance, Tang Yuanyao only felt ashamed and angry.

This resentment, she vented to the only palace maid who spoke to her.

Seeing that she didn't appreciate it, the palace maid didn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore.

It wasn't her who was punished, what did she care?

It was already past the meal, and my stomach rumbled a few times.

The palace maid walked to the door of the Guozijian and handed a few big money to the half-grown children who were playing on the side, and asked them to go to a nearby restaurant to ask for a few special dishes to be delivered.

Guarding Tang Yuanyao is not a chore, the county lord personally ordered her, but she still dares to disobey her orders and escape?

This is not in the palace, as long as you have money in hand, it is rare to be able to relax for half a day.

At this time, there were no more customers in the restaurant, and after a while, the second child in the store came to the door with a food box.

The palace maid rewarded him with a few dollars, and let him set up a meal in the courtyard, pour tea, and eat by himself.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Tang Yuanyao felt hungry.

For this re-election, she got up early this morning and didn't eat much, because she was afraid that when she tested her demeanor, her stomach would be too strong and her body would be ugly.

She was hungry for a long time, but she was sad before.

At this time, he was aroused, and he was out of control, and his eyes were about to burst into green light.

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But she was kneeling, so she swallowed her saliva and ordered, "Bring it to me." ” The palace maid glanced at her obliquely, unmoved.

Tang Yuanyao was furious, but at this time, the situation was stronger than people, and she was really hungry, so she had to soften her tone and said, "Please bring me some food." ” The palace maid sandwiched a chopstick, and said with a smile: "Miss Tang, am I your maid?"

” "I bought this food and drink out of my own pocket.

Why do you want to eat?

” Tang Yuanyao relied on his father, so he barely had the qualifications to enter the palace for Hajj.

But an official lady who offended the county lord of Duancheng will never be much better when she enters the palace.

Such a person, if he is offended, he will be offended, and the palace maid will not take it seriously.

Tang Yuanyao's forehead was beating wildly, if her maid was here, how could she suffer this?

When entering the Guozijian, everyone's maids were left outside.

But seeing that she didn't go out, the eldest brother should also go and inquire about what happened.

It's this time, and no one has come in yet.

Either they were stopped outside by the people who became the county lord, or they heard that they had offended the county lord and did not dare to come in for fear of causing trouble.

Tang Yuanyao's heart was bitter, and at this time, she could only bow her head to this lowly palace maid.

After thinking about it, she took off the white jade Eight Immortal pattern bracelet on her hand, handed it over, and said, "I don't have any silver money on me, so I'll take this to make up the number." ” This bracelet, she was originally going to reward Wei Yixin, who would have thought that her real identity would be the county lord?

The palace maid glanced at the bracelet, although the workmanship was exquisite, the jade material was really ordinary.

She has seen countless good things in the palace, and she can't look down on such things.

It's enough to pay for a meal, but how can such a rare opportunity be let go so lightly?

She stretched out her hand and gently pushed the bracelet back, and said, "Such a good thing, Miss Tang, you can keep it for yourself and enjoy it slowly." ” This bracelet is indeed the most worthless jewelry on her body, and she was rejected when she sent it out twice in a row, Tang Yuanyao's face was like a fire, and it was hot and hot.

The aroma of the meal continued to waft to the end of her nose.

Tang Yuanyao gritted his teeth, pulled out a golden silk and eight treasures bead hairpin on his head, handed it over and said, "This is always okay!"

” The palace maid's eyes lit up, and the pearl inlaid on the hairpin's head could be worth more than a dozen taels of silver, not to mention such exquisite craftsmanship. took it immediately, brought two dishes of meat and one vegetarian and put them in front of Tang Yuanyao, and poured a cup of tea for her with a bowl of rice.

With this favorite pearl hairpin, he was able to exchange for such two dishes, Tang Yuanyao wanted to cry without tears.