usatvline Chapter 475 Facial Cleanser
Chapter 475 Facial Cleanser
At this moment, she had no awareness that she was one year younger than Lady Cao. She was like a kind and calm elder, and she explained softly, "Although I also praise single-minded love, your concubines are willing to compete for my favor, so it's 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. It's a single-plank bridge with a cliff thousands of feet below. Do you still expect people to look good when crossing it?"
"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 wants to kneel if they can live standing up? Is it voluntary or forced?"
Madam Cao fell silent again and was confused for a moment.
Her mother hated concubines, and she also hated concubines because of what she saw and heard. She thought they were self-deprecating, self-degrading, and seducing their masters.
She never thought that they were not doing it voluntarily. They were all rushing for fame and fortune, and the way they seduced her father was really disgusting.
But now think about it, for a woman without a background who wanted to climb up, there was really no other way at that time.
No matter how dissatisfied she was with her situation, she was married into a wealthy family and became a clan wife, and 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, the way they cling to the cliff is 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 the Mist Garden.
She walked behind, looking at the figure in front of her, her mind full of random thoughts.
But...the prince wouldn't be someone's concubine, why would she think about these things?
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 day, there was a bit of vitality that did not belong to this season.
Madam Cao was not uncommonly infected and also smiled.
This is a scene that you would never see in the Cao family. Their family has strict rules, and everyone's every move has rules and is fixed in a rigid 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 was there a human touch for those neglected servants.
Everyone around her is full of energy, as if everyone is looking forward to tomorrow and has infinite yearning for the future.
"Although I know how vast the universe is, I still feel pity for the green grass and trees..."
Madam Cao whispered a poem that she had read before but did not understand its meaning.
So this is the appearance of a wise ruler.
What kind of person can have compassion when looking down on all living beings in a cold and freezing 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 state teacher today to ask him something."
"Hmm, what next?"
"Then his disciples said he was scrubbing his body. I thought, he is a cultivator, so why does he need to take a bath? I was very curious."
Bei Hua felt something was wrong and asked in a trembling voice, "Did you go and see???"
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: “…”
Changyan: "......"
Changyan covered his face again.
Bei Jingchu was really sad. She was kind for once, but was kicked out. She sang in grief and anger: "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?"
"Is he handsome?"
Bei Jingchu nodded, "It looks cool."
Bei Hua: "Oh...ah?"
What does it mean to look cool?
Bei Jingchu rubbed her hands excitedly and said in a slightly vulgar 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 the man 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."
It's really a knife in the head of sex.