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Just looking at this petite and delicate palace maid with a delicate face, Shi Lan felt bored in her heart, and unconsciously slowly spit out her name, "Yuan Yun." ”

Yuan Yun heard Shi Lan call her name, her eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly broke free from the palace maid who supported her, and bowed her head, "Nu Yuanyun has seen a nobleman." ”

Shi Lan looked down at Yuan Yun, who bowed her head to the ground respectfully, and didn't dare to raise it for a long time, a little helpless and at the same time a little interested in her.

This Yuan Yun is really capable, the cane beating two days ago, ordinary people can't get up for a few days, but she is good, she ran to Yan Yelin, who is very far away from Yingxia Palace, not to mention, she can also jump up and crush Duanyang.

The grace of life is great no matter where it is placed, Shi Lan was rescued by her in front of everyone, and there is really no way to trouble her in a short period of time, so the only way to do this is to put her aside, and wait for things to fade before making plans.

"Get up."

Shi Lan's voice was as gentle and soft as usual, but there was a faint hint of gratitude in her words.

"Thank you, noble," Yuan Yun heard the strangeness of Shi Lan's voice, and the joy on her face disappeared, and she kowtowed again before she got up from the ground.

Shi Lan looked at her face and body covered with dust, and ordered the palace maid on the side, "Go and take her to tidy up, and then change into clothes that fit." ”

The palace maid answered the order and took her down.

Shi Lan gathered the big man, and silently sighed at the prosperity of Yuan Yun's fortune, and there was no longer any excitement in his heart.

Back in Linquan Palace, Rong served her to change her clothes, carefully observed Shi Lan's expression, and said in a prepared language: "How do you plan to place that palace maid?" ”

Shi Lan took down the hairpin on his head, and looked at Rong who was a little apprehensive through the bronze mirror, "I haven't thought about it yet, what should Rong say?" ”

Rong lowered her head and pondered for a moment, feeling that her status was a little unstable, such a palace maid with kindness was her biggest rival in the competition for favor, so she raised her head and suggested: "The slave thinks that you should reward some wealth." ”

Shi Lan curled the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was smiling, "What if she doesn't want money?" ”

Rong was stunned for a moment, in her opinion, the slave savior deserved, the reward was enough, how could she ask for it again?

Shi Lan threw the golden hairpin in her hand on the dresser, got up and said, "You go and ask her what she wants?" If it's not too much, you'll be the host. ”

Rong raised his eyes and saw Shi Lan crooked on the couch, knowing that she was a little tired, so he was busy serving her and resting, and then turned around and walked towards the side hall.

The slight footsteps slowly left, Shi Lan opened her slightly closed eyes, looked at the curtains for a while, and then slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the evening, when King Zhao learned of this, he was furious, and immediately ordered Duanyang to be moved to the cold palace, and sent a letter to Jiang Guo, asking him for not being strict with his goddaughter, not only murdering the heirs of the royal family, but also intending to kill the concubines in the palace.

Shi Lan woke up and listened to Rong return to the matter, and hurriedly ordered her to invite King Zhao over.

No matter how bad Duanyang is, she is also a princess of a country, if she is abolished because of her, although King Jiang will complain that Duanyang is not angry, but he will also put the fault on Shi Lan, the Shi family's family is unlucky, she doesn't care too much, she cares about Ji Lang.

Ji Lang is arrogant and uninhibited, and his arrogant personality makes him not have a wide range of friends in the court, coupled with his refusal to return to the Ji family, which causes the family elders to be extremely dissatisfied with him.

If King Jiang was angry with Ji Lang because of this incident, wouldn't she be guilty.

At night, King Zhao walked into Linquan Palace with a cold air.

Shi Lan was dressed in a lilac-colored man's robe, and her waist-length hair was loosely tied in a bun, and when King Zhao walked up, she pushed her hands flat and solemnly performed a manly etiquette to him.

King Zhao was slightly surprised, and the big hand that wanted to help her get up paused, and his eyes were shining and looking at Shi Lan, who was arrogant and elegant, "What does Concubine Ai mean by this?" ”

Shi Lan's body bowed slightly, her head drooped slightly, her fair face was tense, and her small cherry red mouth opened lightly, "Your lord, the minister has something to say." ”

King Zhao was made to smile by her, and seeing her extremely serious expression, he had to respond and say, "If there is anything to do, just play it." ”

"King Xie," Shi Lan saluted, straightened up his slender waist, and said solemnly: "The minister thinks that it is inappropriate for the king to put Duanyang into the cold palace." ”

Zhao Wang was still smiling, but as soon as Shi Lan's voice fell, King Zhao's face was so tense that he could hang a layer of frost, "How is it inappropriate, Concubine Ai...... The Qing family was almost stabbed to death by her, and Lone only sent her into the cold palace, and she had already done her duty. ”

Shi Lan put away the posture just now, stretched out her pretty fingers to pull King Zhao's sleeve, "The king loves the heart of the concubine, and the concubine knows." It's just that Duanyang is a princess after all, and she has only been in the cold palace for a year, and as soon as this matter comes out, although everyone knows that the king is no wonder, it is inevitable that King Jiang will have a dirty feeling in his heart. ”

King Zhao wrinkled his eyebrows and was silent.

In his opinion, Jiang Guo is weak and has no qualifications to be dissatisfied at all.

......Seeing this, Shi Lan stepped forward and pulled his sleeve, shaking coquettishly.

King Zhao was so shaken by her that his heart was about to be crisp, so he had to change his words: "Okay, then demote her to a maiden, and order Youling Palace to be imprisoned for three months, punish and copy 100 sacrificial texts, and pray for the queen." Are you satisfied? ”

Shi Lanjiao laughed, snuggled into King Zhao's arms, nodded coquettishly, and said, "What does this have to do with me, it's the king's wisdom and pity for the concubines in the palace." ”

King Zhao smiled helplessly, raised his head and nodded Shi Lan's upturned nose, and hugged her into the couch.

The next day, Duanyang's matter spread widely in the palace, and when he heard that it was Shi Lan who ignored his previous suspicions and pleaded softly to transfer Duanyang from the cold palace to the secluded palace of Youling Palace, there was an uproar in the palace, and even the ministers of the court heard about this and praised Shi Lan for his benevolence and generosity.

It takes a lot of courage to be able to forgive an enemy who intends to kill him.

After this day, the benevolent and generous Shi Lan officially entered the eyes of the important ministers of the imperial court.

At the end of autumn and winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and Shi Lan hides in Linquan Palace every day, refusing to go out and walk around.

The charcoal fire in the hall burned red every day, but Shi Lan's limbs were still cold, and his body was like warm jade, not as hot as others.

After Wang Zhao finished dealing with the government every day, he came here with a puppy following the smell of meat, hugging Shi Lan's thin waist, rubbing her little hands, and crooked on the couch or reading or reviewing some silk books that he was waiting for tomorrow.

The days passed quickly, and it felt like the first day had arrived almost instantly.

After the big court meeting on this day, King Zhao rushed from the outside, Shi Lan saw that his face was red and his eyes were confused, so he knew that he had not drunk much in the palace.

Shi Lan helped him sit on the edge of the couch, wiping the beads of sweat rolling on his forehead while ordering someone to serve the hangover syrup she had prepared earlier.

A small footstep came from far and near, and a soft voice sounded in his ears, "King, please drink the pulp." ”

Shi Lan turned his head sideways, and at a glance he saw Yuan Yun, whose eyes were charming and like spring water, slanting his eyes, looking at the drunken and hazy King Zhao.

Shi Lan subconsciously glanced at Rong Yun beside her, and when she saw Rong Zheng frowning and looking at Yuan Yun with a dissatisfied expression, her heart fell slightly.