"You're always alone here sighing, what's in your future?" a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Murong was startled, stood up from the stool suddenly, and looked back at the person standing behind him at some point.

When I looked at it, it was one of the two palace maids today.

There are not many people in Cuijing Pavilion on weekdays, only a small palace maid, and a eunuch who cooks, and in addition to that, there are only two palace maids sent by Qiqi from Concubine Rou to serve her today.

Seeing her standing silently behind her, a little uneasiness still flashed in Murong Qian's eyes, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

But when she thought that she was now her own palace maid, Qiqi said that she would really die in the future, and she had the final say, thinking of this, she hurriedly puffed up her chest and stared at her, and her voice became cold: "Who let you in? Get out of here for Princess Ben." ”

"Princess?" The palace maid raised her eyebrows and smiled disdainfully: "Shallow county lord, have you forgotten that you are just a county lord, do you also deserve the word 'princess'?"

"You ......" Murong was extremely shallow and angry, staring at her face, and his little hands were subconsciously clenched: "Your life is in my hands now, you dare to talk to me like this!"

The palace maid still pursed the corners of her lips, smiled softly, leaned on the table behind her and squinted at her, with an arrogant and disdainful attitude: "My life is naturally in my own hands, and you are not qualified to decide my life and death." ”

"You forgot what the Seventh Emperor Sister said today, it depends on me whether you will really die in the future. ”

"You really think she is your Seventh Emperor Sister, have people ever regarded her as her Eighth Emperor Sister?" the palace maid laughed again.

Murong shallow gasped, and subconsciously took half a step back, why did she always feel different from what she saw during the day when she saw this palace maid tonight?

There was no fear in her eyes, nor was she so frivolous as laughing at Qiqi in the daytime, although she was also laughing, but the smile was calm.

If it weren't for the fact that they looked exactly the same, she really doubted that the palace maid in front of her and the one she saw in the day were two completely different people.

"I'm not wrong, am I?" the maid still smiled softly, her gaze swept over her, and then fell on the dresses that were neatly laid out on the bed.

She curled her lips, shook her head, and said in a tone of pity: "You see, you and she are both the daughters of King Mu Yi, but she is now a noble person, and she wants to be windy and rainy, but you can only wear her old clothes, and you can only barely survive through her little so-called pity." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Qianqian's hand clenched tighter, staring at her with an angry expression: "You are not allowed to provoke the feelings between me and the Seventh Emperor Sister, my relationship with her is not something you can understand." ”

"What kind of relationship do you have with her?" the palace maid didn't take her words to heart at all, and the smile seemed to hide a little sympathy.

"People are just using you to run to Concubine Rou to show off their power, and tell everyone that her Murong Qiqi is not what it used to be now, and coming back today is enough to trample everyone to the ground, and you still think that she really cares about you! If she really cares about you so much, how can she push you out like this? Do you know that you offended Concubine Rou today, and when he waits for Murong Qiqi to leave, your fate will be even more miserable?"

Murong was breathing shallow and chaotic, it was not that she hadn't thought about it, but Qiqi gave her a breath today, and she was indeed very comfortable in her heart.

And because she took her silver ticket and brought back this pile of clothes that were so beautiful that she was reluctant to wear them, she was so happy that she didn't want to think about many things.

Now listening to this palace maid, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.

Qiqi is going to leave sooner or later, and today he is in the limelight with her, if he leaves in the future, will her fate be more tragic as this palace maid said?

"Are you scared now?" The palace maid was half-leaning on the table, her posture was very lazy, completely different from the usual palace maids who walked around the palace, her behavior and even her speech were too casual, not like the well-trained palace maids in the palace at all.

"Who are you?" she saw that this person was really not the palace maid she saw during the day, how could that palace maid have her charm, how could she have her chic and uninhibited taste?

It's just, why do the two look exactly the same, is it...... Transfiguration?

The palace maid still smiled softly, met her gaze, and said lightly: "You don't care who I am, if you like it, I will stay here and serve you in the future." ”

"If you don't say who you are, I'll call someone at once. Murong Qiqi said in a deep voice.

"Calling people?" The palace maid laughed even more presumptuously, in addition to sympathy and helplessness in her eyes: "You can't even see your own situation clearly, shouting people, who are you in this Cuijing Pavilion?"

Murong Qianqian was dumbfounded by her, she really didn't even have a guard in the Cuijing Pavilion, because she was so insignificant, she had no status here, even if a thief sneaked into the palace, she wouldn't think of dealing with her.

Today, the palace maid laughed at Qiqi and couldn't even call the guards, that was a portrayal of herself, in the past, she was the same as Qiqi, she really wanted to call a guard to help them solve the problem, and no one was willing to deal with it.

Now Qiqi can mobilize a hundred elite guards in Nanwangfu with a casual word, and even Nanwang Ye personally came over to help her out, but what about her?

"Do you think that you are getting farther and farther away from Murong Qiqi? Her life is getting more and more noble, but you are becoming more and more like the dust on the ground?" The palace maid stared at the expression on her face, and there was a touch of cautious coldness in her smile: "Murong Qianqian, you are the emperor's daughter like her, why are you living a poor life now? What advantage does she have over you? With her beauty?"

She shook her head, obviously disdainful of this: "You don't look bad, Murong is shallow, as long as you dress up, you can be as beautiful as her." You are all so good-looking, and you don't have a mother to take care of you, but why can she fly up the branches and become a phoenix, and you will always be this sparrow that is not valued by anyone, and can even be strangled to death at any time?"

"Don't talk about it. Murong glared at her lightly, took a deep breath, and said angrily: "What do you mean by repeatedly provoking me and Qiqi? I will not be at your mercy." ”

"Is this really what you are saying?" the palace maid's gaze swept over the clothes on the bed and the one she was wearing.

Under her gaze, Murong Qianqian only felt that her clothes were put on, making her like a harlequin in a play, which made her embarrassed.

It was the clothes that Qiqi worn, but she was like a jewel, and she was reluctant to take it off when she put it on.

"Look what you look like now. The palace maid's contemptuous gaze still fell on her: "As a princess, only what she doesn't want will be given to you, and you still think that she is really good to you, and you are so grateful to her, you stupid woman, you deserve to be a weed trampled on at will for the rest of your life." ”

"Shut up. ”

"What's the matter, are you angry?" the palace maid met her angry gaze, the smile was still soft as the wind, but it inexplicably made people feel a little cold: "If you are really angry, you really don't want to do this, you can cooperate with me, I am in your Cuijing Pavilion, you can come to me at any time." ”

"Why should I believe you?" Murong Qianqian still kept a straight face and was unmoved: "Qiqi gave me these clothes with good intentions, she just came back and didn't have time to make many new clothes, just such a small thing, it can actually be an excuse for you to sow discord, you are really so stupid as me, will you be fooled?"

The palace maid looked at her, the smile on the corner of her lips slowly dissipated, and after a while, she stood up straight, finally glanced at her, and said coldly: "I will come back at any time, you will definitely regret it, if you regret wanting to see me, put a pot of wild lilies in the courtyard, and I will naturally appear." ”

"Where's my palace maid?" Seeing that she wanted to leave, Murong took a shallow half step forward and asked in a deep voice.

"How do I know where your palace maid is, probably frightened and resting. She looked out the window: "In the middle of the night, the night is quiet, isn't it time to sleep?"

The corners of her lips finally hooked, and she glanced at Murong Qianqian's clothes one last time, and said with a smile: "It's really stupid that only a stupid woman like you wouldn't sleep at night, and she didn't want to take it off when she put on such a waste as a baby." ”

With that, he turned and walked to the window.

Murong Qianqian wanted to say something, but she had already jumped lightly, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

This person can come and go freely, and she can pretend to be her palace maid, which is exactly the same, if it weren't for the fact that her expression and demeanor were completely different from that palace maid, she really couldn't recognize it at all.

Who is she? What kind of strength is behind it? Who is she doing things for when she comes to stir up the relationship between herself and Qiqi? What is their purpose?

I was a little worried and uneasy.

Do you want to sue sù seven seven about this?

……

…… Mu Chu was in a daze, he didn't know where he was at all, his soul was floating like this, he seemed to hear someone talking beside him, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

I was really groggy, and I remembered that I seemed to bite Qiqi's arm just now, and on her snow-white and delicate arm, I bit out scarlet blood all over my eyes.

Qiqi, bitten by him......

"Seventy-seven!" The scene came back to his mind, and he woke up in fright, and Huo Di sat up on the bed.

Qiqi, who had just been lying on the bench for a short time, sat up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Chu sitting up, his eyes were still flashing with a slightly misty look, and he had not completely woken up.

Her eyes lit up, she rubbed her eyes, immediately rolled down, came to sit down beside him, and said softly: "Ah Chu, are you awake? How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable? Does your chest still hurt?"

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