After she finished speaking, she hid her face and cried, Yang An saw her palpitations, and comforted her in a good voice: "Don't be too sad, I won't let this happen again." The palace maid who takes care of the three princes is not in a good position, and she can no longer stay in the palace in the future, so the queen will see where she still needs manpower and send her out of the palace. ”

"The concubine is the order."

"Your Majesty, please let Xiao Man go for a while," Wen Miao said grief-stricken at this time: "Xiao Man has been following the concubine, and she is half the sister of the concubine, Your Majesty will send her out of the palace like this, so that the concubine can live with peace of mind in the future." Yin'er has been taken care of by Xiaoman since she was a child, and there is no one in this world who is more suitable to accompany her in this palace. ”

"Sister don't worry," the queen said slowly: "The most indispensable thing in this palace is the palace maids who serve people, they have learned the way of service since childhood, and they will definitely not be worse than your personal maid, sister." At that time, the palace will arrange a few people to go to Jinle Palace, and they will definitely take care of their sister and the third prince, and there will be no such terrible accident as today. ”

"Today's things will be done according to what the queen says, and Concubine Xian doesn't have to intercede for her anymore."

After Yang An finished speaking, he turned around and left ruthlessly, and he was not half shaken by Wen Miao's words. Under the blood-red sunset, some people are happy and some are worried, Cheng Jingjing looked at the warmth of the six gods and no master, and her heart was happy for a while. However, this is only the beginning, and in the near future she will leave her with nothing, begging for her forgiveness like a beggar.

After returning to the palace, Cheng Jingjing called the painting to her side. At this time, it was close to midnight, and the entire Luan En Palace was already immersed in sleep.

"What's the urgency of calling the slave to come?"

She came to the dormitory with sleepy eyes, knowing that unless the matter was urgent, her master would not call her in the middle of the night.

"Do you know who in this palace is most in need of silver?" Cheng Jingjing asked, standing behind the flickering candlelight.

The warm yellow light illuminated half of her face, but it couldn't hide the chill in her eyes. Huabian thought for a while and replied: "As far as the slave maid knows, there are many people in this palace who are willing to take money to do things, but what kind of person does Niang Niang want to find?" ”

"This palace is looking for someone who behaves neatly," Cheng Jingjing said lightly: "It's best to have a sword shadow like light, and you can take the opponent's head down with one move." ”

"Niangniang, but you want to find someone to take Ling Man's life?" The painter asked in a low voice.

She is Cheng Jingjing's most trusted person in this palace, and she is also the person who can guess other people's thoughts the most, Cheng Jingjing nodded and said: "You go and find such a person for this palace, he can have as much silver as he wants, but he must take off her head as soon as Ling Man leaves the palace." ”220

"The slave and maid understand," the painter asked before leaving, "Niangniang has other things to explain?" ”

"When you ask like this, Bengong thinks of something interesting," Cheng Jingjing's mouth raised a bloodthirsty smile: "After Ling Man died, let that person send her head to Jinle Palace, which can be regarded as a small gift from Bengong to Concubine Xian." ”

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shined down from the thick clouds, and the palace maids and eunuchs began to walk in a hurry in the corridor, and they had to make all preparations for the master's diet and daily life in the morning.

Shuangxi is a palace maid in charge of cleaning in Jinle Palace, because Concubine Xian Niangniang loves to be clean on weekdays and can't stand a trace of dust in the palace, so these palace maids who are responsible for cleaning have to get up very early every day and take care of everything before Niangniang gets up.

It's spring, and it's not hard to get up early, but in winter, they have to get up against the cold wind, and if they don't clean up one day, they will be punished by the angry concubine Niangniang that day.

On this day, Shuangxi got up before dawn with several other palace maids to work, and when she yawned and walked to the yard to sweep the fallen leaves, she saw a small burden on a corner at some point.

She rubbed her eyes, made sure she wasn't dazzled, and walked over. When she opened the burden with a broom, her eyes, which were still squinting, instantly widened to the extreme.

"Ah——!!!h

A scream pierced the sky, waking Wen Miao, who was still asleep.

"What's going on outside? I wonder if Hongu is still resting? Wen Miao sat up from the bed angrily, her temper had not been good since Ling Man was sent out of the palace.

Ling Man was her left and right hand, but now that this hand was gone, it more or less made her panic, and her usual gentle temper began to be irritable.

At this time, a palace maid ran in in a panic and said, "Back to Niangniang, Shuangxi found a ...... in the courtyard A ......"

"One what?" Wen Miao rubbed her aching temples and asked impatiently.

The palace maid swallowed her saliva and said, "A human head." ”

"What?" Wen Miao's eyes widened instantly, and a hint of foreboding appeared in her heart, she grabbed the bedpost and asked, "Whose head is it?" Who dares to make trouble in the Jinle Palace of the main palace?! ”

"Hui Niangniang, it's Sister Xiaoman's."

Hearing the words of the palace maid, she sat down on the bed weakly, and she muttered to herself with a pale face: "Xiaoman, Xiaoman of this palace...... Why is that person so ruthless that he actually ...... you like this?"

"Niangniang, are you okay?" The palace maid was so frightened by her reaction that she cried anxiously.

"Bengong is fine," Wen Miao took a deep breath and said something she couldn't understand: "Bengong just doesn't have a personal palace maid, she thinks this will make Bengong admit defeat?" Without one Ling Man, this palace can also find the second and third Ling Man, and it's not over yet! As long as Bengong doesn't die for a day, she won't want to live in this world with peace of mind! ”

"Niangniang......" The palace maid looked at her master in confusion, not knowing who she was talking about.

"What's your name?" At this time, Wen Miao turned his eyes to look at her.

The palace maid hurriedly bowed her head and returned: "The slave's name is Luzhu, and she is the manpower arranged by the queen's mother. Niangniang, you noble people forget things, and you may not remember this incident. ”

"Green beads?" Wen Miao slowly and silently hid a short-handled knife in her sleeve and walked towards her slowly: "I also knew a person in this palace before, that person's name was Huaizhu, and he was a maid in King An's Mansion. ”

"Is it," Lu Zhu lowered her head shyly and asked, "How is that person now?" Is she also a person who has served her mother? ”

"Bengong doesn't know what happened to her," Wen Miao came behind Lu Zhu, with a fierce look in her eyes: "Bengong only knows that she is a very annoying person, and she has been helping Princess Zhuang bully Bengong, and then she died in the cell." Do you know how she died? ”

Only then did Lu Zhu realize that the atmosphere was wrong, swallowed his saliva and asked nervously, "Yes, how did you die?" ”