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The moment she was sentenced to death by the Grand Princess, she already felt sad for her identity. Born in the Su Clan, and a servant of the Su Clan, she was destined to live on, and could only look at the expressions of others.

Available... Just when her hopes were dashed, the Miss told her that she could work in a restaurant. Although the restaurant wasn't as luxurious and comfortable as the Su Clan, but at least she no longer needed to be on tenterhooks like she was in the Su Clan.

Thinking of this, the fan said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss."

"You don't have to thank me. I had originally agreed to let you see Young Master Yun's charm, but I ended up causing you to suffer so much. "

Su Jinyue looked at the fan and sighed.

When the fan heard this, its face blushed.

To the side, when the Seventh Prince saw this, a trace of disapproval flashed across his eyes.

Although he liked to make friends, he would only choose people who would be of use to him. Su Jinyue attached too much importance to a useless maid.

A servant was a servant. If he were to surpass the limit, it would only bring about a bad result. This was the rule and experience passed down by many generations.

When he was living in the palace, the only thing he understood was that he could never use money or power to measure a servant.

Because they never surprise you.

Because there was nothing, he desired everything. One day, when what they wanted was within their reach, they would unhesitatingly give up on their master.

That was servility.

"My future sister-in-law, have you finished talking with this girl?" Seventh Marquis opened his mouth, but his playful voice was still the same.

Hearing this, Su Jinyue remembered that the Seventh Prince was still here. She quickly stood up and said, "Yes, we have finished."

"Then I'll send you back. That person asked me to send you home safely. If you do not come home, this king will be troubled. " The Seventh Prince looked innocent.

Su Jinyue frowned when she heard this. Although she didn't want to travel with the Seventh Prince, she still nodded to prevent the Grand Princess from tormenting herself, "In that case, thank you very much, Seventh Prince."

"You're welcome." Seventh Prince looked at the painting fan lying on the bed, "This young lady, your master has offended the Grand Princess for your sake. Don't betray your master in the future, and make your master sad."

The Seventh Prince's tone was somewhat meaningful, as if he had already seen the day she betrayed him.

Hearing this, the fan was about to say no, but then he saw that the Seventh Prince had already dragged Su Jinyue and left. This caused the painting fan to sink its gaze.

Because Su Jinyue and the Seventh Marquis had left, the room was empty, just like her heart. The fan touched her heart. She knew that this feeling was wrong, but for some reason, she couldn't help but feel resentment.

Hate everyone.

The young miss had already shown her the utmost kindness. While thinking about this, the fan started to sob.

"Why did you say that to the fan?" After leaving the hospital, Su Jinyue looked at the Seventh Marquis in dissatisfaction. Naturally, she had her own ways of educating her maidservants. What the Seventh Prince had said just now would probably make the fan sad, right?

Su Jinyue's question made the Seventh Marquis raise his eyebrows slightly. He looked at her and smiled playfully, "I just don't want to see your kind intentions being ruined by a servant."

"That's my problem. Does it have anything to do with Seventh Prince?"

"Perhaps it is. But what This King hates the most are those servants who want an inch more. That's why I said so much. " The Seventh Prince's nonchalant attitude made Su Jinyue feel a bit helpless. Finally, she could only say, "Today's matter thank you very much, Your Highness, and also thank the person who asked for your help."

With that, Su Jinyue went around the Seventh Marquis and left by herself.

Different paths do not work together. She had a different stand from the Seventh Prince from the very beginning.

And most importantly, she didn't want to get involved in the struggles of these princes. Even though she was already in the trap.

Seventh Marquis looked at Su Jinyue's back, his expression did not change. He opened his fan and a playful smile appeared on his face, attracting the attention of others. This Su Jinyue... It was really strange.

He was clearly born and bred in the Su Clan, and yet he valued a servant girl so much. If he didn't know, he would have thought that this was her younger sister. However, this kind of character was truly annoying.

Not abiding by the rules also encouraged the servants' thoughts.

Thinking this, he turned around and left.

After returning to the Su family, the first thing Su Jinyue did was fall asleep on the bed. One had to know that the matter today had truly frightened her.

Especially when he was locked in the same room with Yun Zhishui, the depression in his heart was simply overflowing. All this time, she hadn't felt anything real.

If there was, it would be Luo Mingyu. However, everything that had happened today made her understand that this was not a dream, was not a game. It was impossible for her to return to normal as soon as she woke up.

And she herself was long dead. The one who was alive now was the one who had been reborn from this body.

She was no longer as strong as she used to be, and no longer as intelligent. She couldn't even do what she used to do, injuring all of the people who hurt her back.

These thoughts made her feel extremely tired. Gradually, her emotions calmed down. That's right, she was Su Jinyue, the only Su Jinyue in the world.

There was no difference between a modern merchant and an ancient lady.

Her being alive represented everything. To follow the customs of the land, this was the foundation of survival. As she thought, Su Jinyue's eyes lit up.

His thoughts had finally become serious. These days, she had been constantly worrying about herself, telling herself that this kind of thing could only happen once.

Thinking of this, Su Jinyue slowly fell asleep.

The sky darkened, and gradually, moonlight fell onto the ground, covering it with a layer of silver frost. The man sat in the pavilion as the white jade zither in his hand emitted waves of music.

It was melodious and hollow, as if this person's figure was lonely, and also seemed to be lamenting.

If Su Jinyue was here, she would have definitely recognized that this piece was the duo she had played before. However, the duo playing in the hands of this man were deeper and more sorrowful.

"Big Brother, why are you playing this song again?" Yun Ling'er rushed into the room, and said angrily as she looked at Yun Zuiyue, who was standing by the window with an indifferent expression.

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhishui's hands paused as he turned around to look at Yun Ling'er.

"Didn't mom say she won't let you play this song?" Yun Ling'er looked at Yun Zhishui in dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter?" Yun Zhishui asked indifferently.

Yun Ling'er's heart was filled with anger. Was it only because of Yun Zhishui's words? Then it was completely extinguished. She helplessly looked at her elder brother with tears in her eyes. "Big brother, stop playing this song. Ever since the Heavenly Palace feast, you've always played this song. "

Yun Ling'er really hated Su Jinyue. It wasn't because she bullied her cousin Su Jinxiu, nor was it because she locked up her cousin's mother. It was because of a song from that day.

A tune that almost fascinated her brother. She had never seen her brother so sad, so lost. Even she reacted to Su Jinyue.

This made Yun Ling'er extremely flustered.

What if Eldest Brother really likes someone?

Would he still love her as he always did? Or would he chase her away? Would they despise her? Even let her go back to her old life?

Looking at their faces, they were bullied?

When Yun Ling'er thought of this, she was extremely afraid. Looking at the clouds to stop the water, he felt even more helpless.

Yun Zhishui did not have much feelings for his little sister, Yun Ling'er. When he was young, he lived in the old residence, not the capital. As such, she was not considered to be close with this little sister. If he had to say it, it was probably because of a mother, so it would be closer. However, it was nothing more than that.

The Yun Family, although they protected the weak, in reality, they did not have much kinship.

This was just a ridiculous desire for possession and protection.