Getting Married One Night

When Wen Nanzhi woke up, he was bright and sweating. The whole person collapsed and his throat itched.

She glanced at the sundry room and the quilt on her body. There was a glass of water and food in front of her. Almost without thinking much, she grabbed the bread in the bone plate and ate it.

Because she's hungry, she's so hungry.

She hasn't eaten anything since she got on the plane.

But the bread that had been dehydrated all night was dry and hard, scraping the already uncomfortable throat like swallowing a blade.

She grabbed the water cup and poured it into the water. A layer of ash rose on the ground, which narrowed her eyes.

The dawn outside the small window has penetrated in, and the dust in the whole sundry room is finely distributed in each light.

Looking around, Wen Nanzhi covered her mouth and remembered her situation. She rubbed her sour eyes to prevent her tears from falling.

Staring at the luggage Qian Huiru brought to her in the corner, Wen Nanzhi wanted to get up and walk over, but his knee was bent. He had no strength and had to climb to the trunk.

The box was very big, but there was nothing in it. Except some clothes, only her mother left her a pipa.

Wen Nanzhi's mother is a young lady. She paints, writes and plays the lute. She is as gentle as water, but she married a two faced man and began a miserable life.

She sat on the ground with her lute in her arms. The light beam outside the window fell on her. She lowered her eyes like a lifeless doll with a bright red wound after abuse, as if it would turn into dust in this room at any time.

Beautiful and clean.

She whispered, "Mom, mom, I will save you."

There were two knocks at the door. Before Wen Nanzhi answered, the maid outside the door had come in.

The maid glanced at her disdainfully and threw down a broom. "Clean it up yourself. The palace doesn't leave anyone to eat."

Wen Nan Zhi nodded.

The maid thought of something and added, "in the morning, Mr. Gong will sleep until 10 o'clock and have dinner at 11 o'clock. Keep quiet and wake up Mr. Gong. You'll feel better!"

Facing the maid's warning, Wen Nanzhi immediately thought of the dangerous and evil palace Shen, and his body trembled.

When the maid left, she looked around again, covered her mouth and nose with one hand and waved the dust with the other.

Wen Nanzhi struggled to get up and was covered with dust. Obviously, no one had cleaned here at all.

Open the small window and the cold wind outside poured in to cheer her up.

Several cherry trees and orange trees were planted outside the window. Several branches of the cherry tree happened to be pressed against the window. As soon as the wind blew, a burst of light fragrance and petals floated in.

Wen Nan twisted two petals, turned around and changed into clean clothes. Taking a deep breath, he built up the boxes and piled them in the corner as a cabinet. After wiping them three times, he carefully put his Pipa on the cabinet.

The dusty floor was wiped several times before it was clean. I looked through the old box. Only one box had an unopened duvet, and the others were scattered debris.

Wen Nanzhi was a little lucky and spread the quilt on the ground as a bed.

Then she lay down, with a faint musty smell on the down quilt in her nose, but she couldn't care so much. Her whole body seemed to fall apart and couldn't move.

Even when the door was knocked three times, she struggled to prop up her body and pull the door two steps away.

Outside the door stood the housekeeper of the palace family. The housekeeper still came in expressionless and stuffed the quilt cushion in her hand.

Wen Nan Zhi touched it and looked at him gratefully, "thank you, Mr. housekeeper, and last night..."

The housekeeper looked at her and she immediately shut her mouth.

She knew that the housekeeper must have helped him. He was the one who put on her coat before, and he was the one who sent her water and medicine yesterday.

The housekeeper who looks very serious is actually a good man.

"Don't worry, housekeeper. I won't bother you. I just want to thank you." she explained.

The housekeeper shook his head and looked at the time. "Mr. Gong, tell you to go up in five minutes and go to the second floor and the third floor. No one can go."

Bring it to the door. Wen Nanzhi hugs the quilt and mattress in her hand. It's so thick, but she can't give her any temperature because of Mr. Gong in the housekeeper's mouth.

It was said that five minutes later, Wen Nanzhi didn't dare to delay for a minute. He put down his things and ran out. He went up the second floor. His weak body staggered in the huge palace.

She spared a long time in the maze like corridor.

As a result, I accidentally bumped into the woman who came out of the room.

The woman tutted and patted her skirt touched by Wen Nanzhi, "do you have eyes? Don't want to do it?"

"I'm sorry." Wen Nanzhi apologized immediately because she couldn't provoke the woman in front of her.

She's seen this woman. She's seen it on TV.

The expensive perfume advertisement is the woman's smile.

Star, Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan glanced at Wen Nanzhi. She had seen all the maids of the palace family, but the one in front of her was too dazzling.

Wen Nanzhi immediately bowed his head and knocked on the door.

The palace inside answered with a low, unhappy voice, "come in."

Wen Nanzhi felt that Xiao Lan's eyes behind her didn't disappear until she entered the door. It was like a row of cotton needles into the skin on her back and a cold sweat on her back.