"The slave and maid know. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Linglong replied in a low voice.

In fact, when choosing who to bring into the palace, whether it was Alan or Linglong, it was indeed partly because Linglong told Zhao Xu about her own affairs, which made Linglong feel a little unhappy, but at this time, she was suddenly relieved. I can choose to believe in Zhao Xu because of those seventeen years of feelings, and naturally I can choose to eliminate those little knots in my heart because of my feelings for more than ten years.

"Linglong." Pianjiao stretched out her hand and patted Linglong's hand in her hair, and said softly: "Take good care of your grandmother, take good care of yourself." Whatever happens, I'm sure you can handle it. ”

Linglong nodded, and the depression that had been suppressed in her eyes swept away, and became firm at that moment.

Not long after Linglong dried her hair, Mama Zhao came over, and she was very moved when she saw that it was not early.

I saw that Mama Zhao was dressed in dust, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw that there were only two people in this room, Linglong and Pianjiao, and she was not taboo, so she secretly took out a scroll from her sleeve. Such a move surprised Pianjiao, who could conclude that the contents of this scroll must be very precious. So Pianjiao turned slightly sideways, put away the book on the low table, and Mama Zhao slowly opened the scroll, only to see that the scroll was painted on the layout of the entire inner courtyard of the palace, although the layout is not very fine, but it can also be seen that many important palace pavilions have been marked.

Seeing the puzzled eyes cast by Pianjiao, this Mama Zhao was a little embarrassed, only to hear her smile and say: "This is the old slave and some old sisters in the palace these days to inquire, and I have recalled some patchwork, I want to give it as a gift to Miss, although some people will take Miss to get familiar with the palace after entering the palace, but they must be like that." If the young lady wants to live more smoothly in this palace, this map may be useful.

Pianjiao's face was not very good, and said: "But doesn't Mama know that this private drawing of the map of the Great Interior is a big crime, how dare Mama do this." ”

This Mama Zhao knew this, but when she left the palace, the guards repeatedly emphasized this point, once it was found out, it would be a big crime to kill the head. Mama Zhao also seemed to be a little nervous, but she still said calmly: "So the old slave showed it to the young lady overnight." After the young lady saw several of these important layouts, the old slave naturally burned the painting. ”

After all, although the palace has been to a few times, it is still very unfamiliar to the palace, and it is also a good idea to be familiar with some important places if there is this map. So he eased his expression and said to Mama Zhao: "Since this is the case, then it will be troublesome." ”

Mama Zhao didn't say a word, and said, "Then Miss, please look, here, this is ......"

Mama Zhao drew with her fingers, constantly reviewing some places in her mind, although she still didn't know the entire palace thoroughly, but she also had a little clue.

"Actually, there is one more important thing that the old slave wants to remind the young lady." Mama Zhao suddenly withdrew her hand, straightened her waist, and said to Pianjiao with a serious face.

Pian raised her eyebrows with great interest, and then asked, "Oh? What's that? Mama Zhao said to Pianjiao with a serious face: "Miss often don't approach the northwest corner of this Cining Palace. ”

"Why? Could it be that there are still any taboos? ”

The northwest corner of Cining Palace? Something suddenly came to mind in Pianjiao's mind, but it was too fast, and before Pianqi could figure out anything, Mama Zhao opened her mouth to explain: "There is a Wanxue Pavilion there, which is rumored to be the palace of King Yin Zhao's favorite concubine, but now it has been abandoned. ”

Oh! Pianjiao has already remembered that the time Pianqiu went to Cining Palace, one night, this Wanxue Pavilion caught fire. And the favorite concubine who lives in this Wanxue Pavilion is afraid that it is none other than that...... Xue Fei Du Xueqian......

At the thought of this name, Pianjiao couldn't help but get goosebumps.

This Mama Zhao continued: "The most taboo thing is actually not this Wanxue Pavilion, but the library in Wanxue Pavilion. The library in this Wanxue Pavilion is full of court records or historian records of the Yin Kingdom, and there are even portraits or ink treasures of the emperors of the Yin Kingdom. And this Wanxue Pavilion is surrounded by heavy guards, except for the will of the Holy Queen Mother and the Empress, no one is allowed to enter or leave. Normally, even if the young lady is close, she is afraid that she will be regarded as someone who wants to steal books, and once she is caught, she will be directly imprisoned in the violent room. So Miss must be careful. ”

"I know, thank you for the reminder." Pianjiao was actually very strange in his heart, since he was so taboo about the things left by Yin Guo, why didn't he burn it down in the first place, and still assign heavy troops like this just to guard a small pavilion...... Unless, what are the secrets in this, all this is just an excuse?

Pianjiao was suddenly startled by the thoughts that popped up in his head, how could he always think so much, all this was just his simple wishful thinking.

In fact, when Mama Zhao finished talking about the drawings, it was nearly midnight, and she was already a little sleepy. This Mama Zhao burned the drawings in front of Pianjiao, and then, Mama Zhao suddenly made a big salute to Pianjiao, which scared Pianjiao a lot, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and said to Mama Zhao: "Mama." Here's what to do, hurry up! I can't afford it. ”

This Mama Zhao insisted on the whole salute, and then said: "Miss, don't blame the old slave for being reckless, the old slave just thought, as soon as the young lady enters the palace this time, I am afraid that it will take at least three or five eight years to come out, and in a few years, the old slave doesn't know if he has this blessing to continue to serve the young lady, but he just wants to give the young lady a salute, and I don't know if there is such an opportunity in the future." ”

"What are you talking about? You will live a long life. Pianlu hurriedly helped Mama Zhao up and said.

Mama Zhao smiled: "Miss should fulfill the old slave's wish." ”

There was nothing to say for a while.

I always feel that Mama Zhao and Linglong in today are very abnormal. But he couldn't say what was different, so he had to give up.

On the second day, it was a toss to enter the palace, got up early in the morning, and changed into the palace clothes of the second-class female official sent from the womb a few days ago, but the wound on her face was not very good, and she only took a towel similar to the light blue palace dress to cover her face.

Then, according to the custom, he had to say goodbye to his grandmother and mother, Zhou. Zhou only exchanged a few words of greeting, and left first without saying anything, which gave Pianjiao time to be alone with his grandmother.

When Mrs. Luo saw the slim granddaughter in front of her, she suddenly felt a lot of emotion in her heart, how could it be, just like that, from the milk doll who cried like a cat at birth, raised to such an age, she was so smart, and over the years, she put more effort into her than her own granddaughter.

Mrs. Luo took Pian's hand, and said what she had instructed and instructed a few days ago, and in the end, she just gently hugged Pian's shoulder as she did when she was a child, patted Pian's back comfortingly, and said softly: "Grandmother's little butterfly...... You've always had an idea, but Grandmother still wants to tell you...... Live well. There is no obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome, as long as you live, you can say anything. Grandmother doesn't ask you to add much glory to the house, as long as you are well-...... Grandmother, grandmother...... Even if you're dead, you can look at it. ”

"Grandmother." Rao is hard-hearted, and when he heard his grandmother say this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Grandmother is already so old, as soon as she leaves like this, she doesn't know how many years will be before she can see each other, even if she leaves the palace, I'm afraid that I will get married soon, I'm afraid that there will be no chance to Cheng Huan's knees, looking at the white hair on my grandmother's head that can't be hidden, I almost want to cry, like this...... How can you be worthy of your grandmother who has raised you for so many years.

With reluctance to give up on his grandmother, he slowly stepped into the carriage that entered the palace.

This will be a new battleground. Pian Dang knows. Since then, Luo Pianqi is no longer the little girl who can cause trouble and be willful under the protection of the Luo family and the Pingnan Palace. As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, and since then, your every word and deed will represent your own family, and you are no longer just an ordinary official lady who plays and calculates in this backyard.

Pianjiao didn't want to get ahead in this harem, and he didn't think about who he wanted to help get ahead, what he wanted was that he could save his family's life, and even sometimes he could do his best to protect the family.

The wheels of the carriage gurgled and turned, and the whole convoy was silent only the sound of the wooden wheels buckled on the wide bluestone slabs, even if he had not really entered the deep palace, entered the place where the imperial power in the world was most concentrated, and he had already felt a depression.

Different from the first time he entered the palace, at that time, he was thinking about how not to show his handle in front of Liu Yao, but he didn't notice that the vast imperial city was so quiet and strict, and many people seemed to have to suppress their voices even when they spoke, and here, it seemed that even speaking loudly was a luxury.

There is a thick and indissolvable repression that rules the entire imperial city.

Perhaps, this is the so-called imperial power. The only person in this palace who has the power to speak out loud is the one on the Nine Dragons Throne. The others would have offended the monarch even if their voices were even a little louder.

Just when Pianqiu was still immersed in his own world, Liu Yao had just passed by him.