Chapter Seventy-Five: Mengbai's Physical Examination

This trip out of the palace was extremely short, Qingge just came out on a whim to relax, and now the mood couldn't be better, and it was time to go back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And Rong sent Qingge and Ping'er to the gate of the palace. Qingge reluctantly said, "Can I see you again?" ā€

And Rong groaned: "I have already revealed my identity to you, and it will depend on his arrangements in the future." ā€

"I won't tell him."

And Rong Waner smiled: "Even if you don't say it, he will know." You don't have to worry about what he won't do to me. ā€

Can there be anything in the world that Mengbai doesn't know? Qingge faintly felt like a monkey, and no matter how much he jumped in the palm of his Buddha, it was difficult to escape.

It turns out that Qingge is very self-aware.

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As soon as Qingge returned to Qingmingyuan, she saw Mengbai in her room, sitting leisurely on her bamboo rocking chair, drinking tea and reading. Although the picture is beautiful, it seems to be misplaced.

"You...... How is it here? Qingge looked around, but Shutong Miaoling didn't see any of them, where did they go.

"The princess is back. Do you want a minion to help you change your clothes? Mengbai said with a harmless face. He spoke, but he didn't mean to get up.

What's going on? Qingge was angry at the thought of Mengbai deceiving her and Rong's death, which made her feel guilty for a long time.

"Okay, wait for the palace to change clothes."

Mengbai lowered his head, continued to flip through the book, and said in his mouth: "The princess should change her clothes by herself." The minion moved for a day and was tired. ā€

"Moving?" Only then did Qingge notice that his small south room across a screen was already full of Mengbai's books, and the bamboo couch had also been moved.

"What do you think of me as a place here, come and go whenever you want?" After Qingge said this, why did she feel a little resentful.

Mengbai was stunned for a moment, and curled the corners of his mouth: "I won't go." ā€

That's not what I mean.

"Master," Qingge wilted, "you don't really want to stay here, what's the matter?" ā€

"Concubine Li has returned to her mother's house, and Jixue Courtyard has dispersed. I was assigned here. Mengbai said succinctly.

"Can the concubine go back to her parents' house? Aren't all concubines unable to leave the palace for the rest of their lives? "The song is.

"If I can let her in, I can let her out. Don't forget, she has a powerful identity. Mengbai refers to the fact that she is the daughter of Zen Lonely, so it seems that this identity may also be fake.

"But how did you end up here?"

Mengbai paused and said quickly, "I applied for it myself." ā€

"Queen...... Isn't there a block? ā€

"She wishes you were notorious."

Qingge embarrassed, "Okay. ā€

The concubine picked her son and went back to her hometown, leaving her favorite little eunuch here. The people in the palace all stretched their necks and waited to see who Mengbai would fall to. Sure enough, this demon has some kung fu, and he climbed to the high branch - Princess Wanyang. For a while, there were rumors that Mengbai was not clean, and there were still remaining roots, so he could serve Concubine Li and Princess Wanyang happily, so he could be so favored.

"Princess, the queen mother has sent someone to check Mengbai's father-in-law." Dredging Tong clasped the door lightly outside.

It turned out that the two were not absent, but hidden. These two little girls with impure thoughts have nothing to hide.

Qingge pursed her lips and looked at Mengbai with her eyes.

"Don't worry." Meng Bai smiled.

"I'm not worried, I just want to know how you fooled them." And so many times can be fooled.

Mengbai got up elegantly, walked towards the door without looking back, and said faintly: "Then you can come and take a look." ā€

"Ahem," Qingge's face flushed, "no need. "She's not a nymphomaniac, what should she do if she sees something she shouldn't see. But she wondered what was going on. Light song covers his face.

After struggling for a long time, she handed over this difficult task to Ping'er.

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"Nag about the princess and the dream father-in-law, the old slave will go back to the queen." Ping An said calmly.

In this physical examination, the queen sent her confidant Ping'an. It seems that Mengbai has successfully deceived Ping'an.

Qingge rewarded some silver, and asked Mengbai to send him out safely. I can't wait to find Ping'er.

"Princess, Mengbai is not a eunuch!" Ping'er said in a low voice.

"I already know that." Qingge wanted to go straight to the point, but paused, "Wait, how do you know that he is not a eunuch, you saw it with your own eyes?" ā€

Ping'er nodded.

"You see, what about peace?"

"Ping'an's father-in-law also saw it. Ping'an's father-in-law took Mengbai to the screen for a separate physical examination, and the other two fathers-in-law just stayed outside the screen. And Ping'er got the order of Qingge and hid in the cabinet behind the screen early. All to see the secret of two people.

Qingge licked her lips and said with difficulty: "In other words, Ping An knew that Mengbai was a fake eunuch, and then shielded him?" ā€

Ping'er nodded again.

How so?

"What about before, I have been tested many times before, are they all safe tests?"

Ping'er replied: "Not really. ā€

Qingge's heart sank to the bottom of the sea again. Every time she felt like she had seen him clearly and understood him. He would appear to her in a new mysterious identity.

He has been tested many times by different people, and each time he can pass successfully, the biggest possibility is that the queen wants him to pass.

Qingge smiled sadly. If he were the Empress's person, everything would have made sense. Why was he able to test his body several times without being recognized, why was he so swaggering in the harem, and why was he easily sent to her side. Because it wasn't he who wanted to come, but the queen who asked him to come.

But he had just spent all his money just to make her laugh, and she didn't have time to ask him why he did this to her. Is all this fake?

Now, Qingge doesn't know how to face him anymore.

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The hibiscus tent is warm, and the low, woody aroma lingers in the air. A gust of wind blew the aroma from the small south house to the side of the light song.

Qingge sat on the bed, hugging her knees and looking at the long figure behind the tulle screen embroidered with Youlan.

A gauze lamp, a book, a cup of tea. Mengbai sat in the rocking chair and shook gently. Qingge really wants to be like this all the time. Not talking, not approaching, just watching from afar, not bad.

"What's going on in your head?" Mengbai could receive her calm and persistent gaze without looking up.

"I'm thinking, why are you giving me Seven Star Grass." Maybe it's a little sleepy, and the voice of the light song becomes soft.

"Those things are useless to me anyway." Mengbai's voice was calm and unwavering.

"It's useless, why are you collecting it?"

Mengbai paused, raised his head, the only use it is for me is to block you, save you from running around all day long, doing some meaningless things. ā€

He actually said that Qingge's plan was meaningless, and when she escaped one day, he would see what else he could say.

"You're not afraid that I'll run away after taking the money?"

"You're not going to make it anyway."

Qingge pouted, and slandered in his heart: "You also underestimate me too much." "She's not the stupid song she was when she first arrived. Escape from his palm with the means taught by Mengbai, that is called pleasure!