Chapter Twenty-Seven: Righteousness

Pingle wants to sit on the chairman's seat, so that it will be like a family, but she also knows that she can't ask for too much, Pingle wants to talk to the queen mother and the emperor about homely things, but unfortunately the seat is far away from them. The people in the house added a place for her to sit with Yuan Musheng.

Yuan Musheng comforted, "Take your time." ”

Yuan Musheng's words made Pingle cheer up again, although others looked at her, a common person who was no longer a princess, was a little out of place in the seat, but Pingle had Yuan Musheng to talk with, and she was happy in her heart and didn't pay attention to anything else.

"She took the trouble to take care of it. The Emperor said softly.

Yuan Diyi made a pun, "Your Majesty, people will change." ”

The Queen Mother drank a few glasses of wine, rubbed her forehead and said that she was a little dizzy and overwhelmed. The emperor is a filial son, and he originally planned to return to the palace in advance so that the queen mother could rest. The Queen Mother said, "Isn't this a disappointment, it is difficult for Concubine Wan to leave the palace, and on this happy day, she also wants to stay for a while." ”

Concubine Wan said, "It doesn't matter if the concubines are irrelevant, one qiē is based on the queen mother's phoenix body." ”

The Queen Mother shook her head, "It's just that I'm a little drunk, and the mourning family wants to take a nap." ”

"That being the case. Wan Guifei called the son who was greeting the guests and said a few words, and the Nine Emperor Princes asked the maid in the house to carry the Queen Mother to the guest room to rest, and the Queen Mother glanced at Ping Le before leaving, but unfortunately Ping Le was talking and laughing with Yuan Musheng, and didn't pay attention at all.

Yuan Diyi wanted to laugh, the Queen Mother let Pingle live in the Yuan Mansion, probably thinking that the things were here, and specially let Pingle come in to find it, who knew that Pingle was doing hard work every day, and finally finished working and was tired and went back to the room to sleep, how can you remember anything else.

After the Queen Mother went down to rest, Yuan Diyi paid attention to Pingle, and sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to approach and muttered a few words in Pingle's ear.

The emperor and Concubine Wan were lamenting the rush of time, as if they were still babbling yesterday, and they were going to marry a wife in a blink of an eye. Cui Hu stared at Emperor Yuan, the maid in the house served the food, but she bent down to block his vision for a while, and when she moved away, the figure of the beauty was gone.

Feng Michu got up with a smile, and Cui Hu only thought that he was going to go to the thatched house.

He followed Yuan Diyi, the maids in the house were all trained, and he also knew that the people who came today were all dignitaries, and when he saw that Feng Mi would bow at the beginning, he smiled gently, and the maids blushed and left with their heads down. The shadow of Yuan Diyi was already missing in front of him.

He knew that Yuan Diyi knew martial arts, and he couldn't help but look weak, but he remembered that when he was in the cottage, he had seen the simple-minded but well-developed bishop of the village Yuan Diyi Zamabu. Yuan Diyi also deliberately injured a thief's leg with a small stone in front of him.

He knew that she wanted to see him show a frightened expression at that time, but unfortunately at that time he had learned how to hide his feelings, even if he was afraid, angry, and hateful, he would not show half a point on his face, just laugh. And he also knew that if he wanted to maintain Yuan Diyi's freshness towards him, he must not let her see any of his thoughts.

Feng Michu walked to a secluded place, one hand reached out from behind the rockery, grabbed his sleeve and pulled him in, and the other hand clasped his throat. Feng Mi first smelled the faint aroma and smiled lightly.

Yuan Diyi deliberately let him hear her sigh, and his face was very disappointed, "Brother Feng has been an official in the court for many years, he should have done a lot of bad things, shouldn't he always be worried that the enemy will come to seek revenge, why don't you shout?" She really wanted to see him panic.

Feng Michu smiled, "Miss's heart is still the same as in the past. ”

Yuan Diyi let go of his hand, "Brother Feng follows me like this, it won't be a matter of grudge against the past, and he wants to catch me." She remembered that this man held grudges, and it was because of his "advantage" that she put him down the mountain.

"I remember how good Miss used to be to me, how can I hate it. ”

If he had been made trembling, pondering her mind all day long, thinking about how to please her so that she would not be thrown back into the mountains by her murderous bandit godfather, then she had been kind to him, at least not to starve him.

"Brother Feng understands me best, I still remember one time I just wanted to eat pears in my heart, but I didn't say it, and in the afternoon, Brother Feng specially picked several pears for me. ”

Yuan Diyi looked not far away-

The maid led Pingle to see the Queen Mother, but who knew that Kang Yi also deliberately went out of the hall to block Pingle, the two sisters didn't like each other, Pingle is not a princess anymore, and now there is no one to support her, Kang Yi no longer has to avoid taboos, she only feels that there is injustice and revenge.

The idleness of Pingle that I had received before happened to be brought back all at once.

Kang Yi stopped Pingle from passing, Pingle didn't have a good airway, "What to do, a good dog doesn't get in the way." ”

Kang Yi was originally very angry when he heard Pingle scolding, but when he thought of Pingle's current downfall, he became angry again, and sneered, "I thought I saw whom, so arrogant, isn't this Pingle who has been degraded to a commoner." When the ninth brother got married, they were all high-ranking officials and nobles, but not civilians like you could come in. ”

Ping Le said confidently, "I'm also his sister, why can't I come." ”

Kang Yi smiled sarcastically, "Do you really think that you are the Pingle who was rampant and domineering in the palace at the beginning." She deliberately asked the palace maid who came out with her attendants, "Do you see that she still looks like a princess now?" ”

The palace maid knew that Kang Yi wanted to make Pingle ugly, and cooperated, "If the princess doesn't say it, the slave and maid really won't recognize it, and there is nothing extravagant about these clothes and jewelry." ”

Kang Yi said, "Of course there is no extravagance, she is no longer a princess now, no matter how good the fabrics and jewelry in the palace are, she can no longer see or touch them in her life, and she can only learn from those cloth civilians and buy those vulgar fabrics." You see the color of the cloth she chose, it was dull and dull, and it didn't look like a crow. ”

Pingle retorted, "That's better than you, you're dressed in yellow, orange and orange, like pouring night incense." ”

Kang Yi couldn't understand what she said, and thought it was the poem "Shuo blows the night fragrance, and the frost nourishes the dawn." The meaning of night fragrance refers to the fragrance of flowers at night. Ping Le knew that Kangyi couldn't understand, because at first she didn't understand what this night incense meant when she was just a civilian.

In the palace, this kind of filthy filth, after it is discharged, will care about whether it has any other name, and care about whether the toilet is comfortable to sit on, whether it is more delicate and gorgeous than other princesses, to show who is more favored by the father.

It wasn't until she went to Yuanfu that one night the people in the house cleaned her up and asked her to get up in the middle of the night to open the door for the night incense, and she didn't know what the night fragrance was.

Pingle scoffed, "I mean you're dressed like the ones you pulled out of the Gong bucket. ”