Chapter 3: Dream Glass Palace

After Murong Yining entered the inner room, he only saw that the bed was surrounded by a faint blue curtain, and two melted tassels hung down from the side of the bed.

Luo Wuhan followed Murong Yining's master and servant and walked in.

Luo Wuhan looks like she is about twenty, although she is a maid in the palace, but because she is in charge, she looks very young.

"Little Lord." Luo Wuhan said softly: "Is the little master a little tired?" ”

Murong Yining looked at her voice, her face faint.

"What's wrong? Can I help you? ”

"The slave thinks that the little master is quite tired today, but the etiquette cannot be abolished, so please rest for a while, and when you have dinner, the little master will go to see Concubine Qi." Luo Wuhan didn't seem to feel Murong Yining's coldness, and said softly.

"Okay, I see, you go down first. Just call me when it's dinner time. ”

"Yes, if the little master has something, he will be called a slave." After saying that, he retreated.

"Little Lord, what's wrong with you? It seems to be unhappy. "Although Zhiqin is very simple, her mind is still relatively delicate. In addition, the young lady of their family is usually very easy to get along with, and she is not as cold as she is today.

"Nothing." Murong Yining shook his head, "Maybe I'm a little tired, Zhiqin, help me go and rest for a while." ”

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Murong Yining slept until Shen Shi. When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black outside.

"Zhiqin?" Murong Yining heard that there seemed to be a voice outside the curtain, so he spoke softly.

"Little master, it's a slave." It was not Zhiqin who opened the curtain, but the indifferent Luo Wuhan. "The slave estimated that the little master was about to wake up, so she asked Miss Zhiqin to see if the little master's dinner was good."

"Oh." Murong Yining nodded, "In that case, you help me up, and then pass the meal." ”

"Yes."

The dinner in the palace was very rich, but Murong Yining felt a little indifferent. In the past, the family sat happily together, and even the coarse tea and light rice felt that it was delicious in the world.

Look at the current dinner, there are vegetarian melon stewed pork, taro shrimp, steamed jade, and purple shredded chicken. (Note: Because Murong Yining is only a small master of the sixth grade, according to the rules, there can only be four dishes.) οΌ‰

If this is put on the usual days, Murong Yining must be very happy, each dish is his favorite food, but today he is not interested.

She only took a few bites and put down her chopsticks.

"Why doesn't the little master eat it, is it unappetizing?" Luo Wuhan looked at Murong Yining eating so little and said with concern.

"Nothing. Maybe I'm too tired today and don't have much appetite. Murong Yining shook his head, "Wuhan, let them clean up, groom me in a while, and go to see Concubine Qi." ”

I have to say that Luo Wuhan's hands are very skillful, and it only took half a cup of tea to get Murong Yining's hair right.

Murong Yining's hair is very long, smooth, and feels excellent.

Luo Wuhan tied Murong Yining's three thousand green silks with only a purple hosta, leaving a few strands hanging down on his chest, and the breeze blows, filling it with a playful taste.

"Is it good for the little master to wear this dress?"

Just when Murong Yining was shaking his head, Luo Wuhan had already taken out a piece of clothing.

It was a floor-length dress with a snow tulle background and a lilac brocade cover. The edge of the skirt corner is embroidered with several mandala flowers with silver flashing threads layer upon layer, and it is like a fairy attacking.

"Okay." Murong Yining nodded, this Luo Wuhan was very fond of his own heart. I remembered what she said to herself when she was dressing.

She said that Concubine Qi was a very good-looking woman, who married into the palace before the emperor ascended the throne, and was once a favored woman. It's just that after a miscarriage, he has not recovered, and he slowly lost his favor.

Murong Yining didn't understand why Luo Wuhan was telling her this, but she felt that Luo Wuhan seemed to keep mentioning her again. It's just that Murong Yining can't be sure whether she is sincere or false.

Murong Yining knew that if such a smart woman could be used for herself, she would definitely make her life better, but she was not sure who Luo Wuhan belonged to.

Murong Yining took Luo Wuhan and Zhiqin into the main hall where Concubine Qi was.

It can be seen that Concubine Qi has also been brilliant, and the decoration in the house is still gorgeous and abnormal, but the people in this house.

Concubine Qi heard the report and walked out with her personal maid.

Qi Guifei wore a pale pink long skirt with a plain white gauze on it, an extremely elegant outfit, but Murong Yining seemed to see a trace of sadness.

Yes, the women in the queen and the palace are all sad after all.

"Concubine Murong pays a visit to Concubine Qi." Murong Yining saw him come out and hurriedly saluted.

"Sister, hurry up, sister, there are not so many false courtesies." Concubine Qi Guifei picked up Murong Yining and looked at her with a smile, "My sister is really a fairy-like person, so that my sister likes it when she sees it." ”

"Let my sister laugh, my sister is just a saltless asset, how can I be worthy of my sister's praise like this." Murong Yining was very puzzled, why didn't this Qi Guifei speak like she saw it?

"Sister, don't look down on yourself." Concubine Qi didn't say anything else, just pulled her into the inner room and sat down.

"My sister just entered the palace today, and she must be very tired, but she came to see my sister, who has long fallen out of favor, and my sister is really happy." Concubine Qi paused, "You and I live in a palace because of fate, this mutton fat jade, my sister must accept it." ”

Murong Yining was shocked, it was a fine white jade, warm and smooth, and he had never lived with her.

"Sister, this. Why is my sister embarrassed? Murong Yining looked into her eyes, "My sister has no merit, how can she accept such a big gift from my sister?" ”

"My sister knows what my sister is thinking." Qi Guifei looked very understanding, "It's just that my sister is too worried, I have long lost the heart to return to favor, but when I see my sister today, I remember myself that day, and my sister will definitely soar in the future." My sister doesn't want to say anything, and there's nothing to fight about, just ask my sister to talk to her when she has nothing to do. ”

Hearing what Concubine Qi said, Murong Yining would not say anything more. Even if there is anything in the future, it can only be blocked by soldiers, and the water will be covered.

"Since my sister said so, my sister accepted it. Sister rest assured, my sister will often come to accompany my sister. Murong Yining handed the mutton fat jade in his hand to Luo Wuhan and said softly.

"It's not too early, sister should rest early, sister will come to see her sister tomorrow."

"Hmm." Concubine Qi nodded, and asked the maid to send her out.

Back at the Qin Raid Palace, Murong Yining sent everyone back, leaving only Luo Wuhan alone.

"What do you think of today's events?"

"The slave maid thinks that Concubine Qi has no malice, and she is just a poor person."

"Poor man? Poor man. Murong Yining muttered, "You step back first, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

"The slave and maid will retire first, tonight is the night of dyeing Tian, and the little master will call her if he has something." After saying that, he left.

Murong Yining muttered Luo Wuhan's words just now, and his jade hand like a green onion stroked the fine jade:

"Who in this palace is not a poor person? Scold. ”