Chapter 65: Broken Appointment

"Huh? This guy looks like I've never seen it before? Ah Huang pointed at Chen Mengdie in surprise and asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is my distant cousin, named Tongque, who only followed me into the palace today, of course you don't know him." Long before entering the palace, His Royal Highness had instructed him to do so, so the servant spoke very naturally, not like a lie.

"I see, no wonder he looks a little like you." Ah Huang suddenly realized.

Chu Ziyu shook the folding fan, and then the words of the servant: "Tongque, like you, is my servant, you must treat him well in the future." ”

"Of course! We will definitely unite and serve Your Highness well! Ah Mao said before Ah Huang.

Seeing His Highness looking at him with an appreciative face, Ah Mao couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, Ah Huang was out of the limelight just now, and this could be regarded as a chance for him to speak.

Ah Huang pursed his lips, and came to Chen Mengdie's side and asked with a concerned face, as if he was capable.

Xue Xue couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw the two of them fighting, these two guys just said that they were united, and there was a conflict at this moment.

She held the left and right hands of the two of them folded together, and the two of them snorted and turned their heads away, looking unconvinced.

"In the future, the four of us will support each other and help each other, if we have many contradictions, we will definitely make His Highness unhappy, do you want to see His Highness unhappy?" Xue Xue asked rhetorically.

"Of course not!" Ah Huang and Ah Mao replied, the two looked at each other, first stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, and Chen Mengdie saw that Xue Xue was much more sensible than before, and she was also happy for her.

Just as everyone walked through the garden, a melodious piano song came from the lake, and the song was like a cry and a complaint, full of deep longing.

Chu Ziyu couldn't help but look for it, only to see a charming shadow looming between the veils on the pavilion by the lake.

The woman looked up, her watery eyes were bright and moving, and she played fascinated on the piano as if she had not noticed anyone else, and she was unaware that a strand of black hair had slipped from her ear.

At the end of the song, the woman picked up the guqin and walked from the pavilion with a peaceful face, and a palace maid followed behind her.

When she approached, Chen Mengdie saw her face clearly, her forehead was full and sexy, her face was white and delicate, her eyebrows were not like willow leaves, her eyes were not painted like autumn waves, her nose was small like pearls, and her lips were full like cherries, she was Murong Lan who she hadn't seen for a long time.

Not only was Chen Mengdie stunned, but even Chu Ziyu felt incredible, Shangguan Tao was the first to react, and said, "All Shangguan Tao pays a visit to Niangniang." ”

"See the mother." Chen Mengdie and the other four also arched their bodies.

"Concubine Murong Lan see His Royal Highness." Murong Lan lowered her head and said respectfully.

Murong Lan? This name is so unfamiliar, Chu Ziyu couldn't help but look at her face, but looking at it from this angle, Chu Ziyu could only see her delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes, erect nose, and seductive red lips, but he couldn't see her appearance completely.

He raised his palm and slowly lifted her chin, and Murong Lan's eyes full of affection met his eyes.

She had practiced this kind of look in the mirror countless times, and even she couldn't help but be fascinated, so she didn't feel strange when she saw the surprise that flashed in Chu Ziyu's eyes.

Chu Ziyu said unhurriedly: "Murong Lan, your song is playing well, I can listen to your song tonight to relieve my fatigue." ”

Murong Lan was overjoyed at first, and then flattered and said, "The concubine must go all out to wash away the fatigue for His Royal Highness." ”

Chu Ziyu nodded with satisfaction and left with everyone.

It wasn't until Chu Ziyu's back disappeared that the palace maid on the side happily shook Murong Lan's arm and said, "Little master, great!" Your Highness came to pamper you on the first day of returning to the palace, and the other concubines must be envious to death! ”

Murong Lan glared at her, and the palace maid sent her hand away stupidly, stuck out her tongue and said, "The slave is wrong." ”

"It's good to know your mistakes," Murong Lan held her hand and said earnestly: "Ginkgo, we are weak now, if we don't know how to converge, we will only become the target of public criticism, do you understand?" ”

"Understand, the slave must pay attention in the future." Ginkgo replied earnestly.

The shadow of the moon was like a hook, and the main room of Qiu Zeyuan was still bright, and the light was very faint, almost swallowed up by the hideous shadow of the tree.

The weather turned cooler, the leaves on the trees fell, and the originally desolate yard became even more desolate.

"It's annoying," Ginkgo complained by snapping the window shut, "and the yard that had been cleaned up was covered with another layer of fallen leaves." ”

Murong Lan sat quietly next to the piano stand, gently adjusting the strings, she was dressed very thinly, and she looked a little delicate in this night with a hint of coolness.

Ginkgo took the cloak and put it on her, and said with concern: "Little master, don't be cold. ”

Murong Lan took off the cloak and said stubbornly: "I'm fine, you can put it away." ”

Now that the master has spoken, Ginkgo is not good to insist anymore, she hung the cloak on the shelf, and complained in a low voice: "I don't know when His Highness will come, the wind is cold at night, and the little master is waiting so stupidly, I feel distressed when I look at it." ”

Murong Lan said angrily: "Don't complain, hurry up and see if my makeup is messed up?" ”

"It's not messy, it's okay," Ginkgo rubbed Murong Lan's shoulder and praised, "It's better than a fairy." ”

"It took me an hour to dress up, Your Highness, don't miss the appointment." Murong Lan looked at the sky outside the window and said worriedly.

"No, little lord," Ginkgo said with a wink, "His Highness's eyes were straight when he looked at you today, he must have been fascinated by you, how could he not come?" ”

"Why don't I think?" Murong Lan said shyly.

"The so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, but the slaves and maids have been peeking around." Ginkgo said urgently.

Just as the two were chatting, a palace maid hurriedly ran over and said, "Little master, it's not good!" ”

"What's all the fuss, it's rare to have such a good atmosphere, and you're ruining it." Ginkgo couldn't help but complain.

"I didn't mean to," Qingyue shrank back and said timidly, "The little eunuch Ah Mao came over just now to spread the word that His Highness won't be able to come tonight." ”

Murong Lan's smile froze, and she asked irritably, "What is the reason?" ”

"This slave doesn't know, Ah Mao left in a hurry after speaking, and the slave didn't have time to ask."

As soon as Qingyue's words fell, Ginkgo stepped forward and grabbed her ear and scolded: "Why are you so stupid, you forgot to ask, and put the blame on others, the little master saw that you were pitiful, so he transferred you from the laundry room, if you make such a low-level mistake next time, you don't want to stay here." ”

Qingyue was taught a lesson by Ginkgo, and she was very aggrieved, but she didn't cry like before, she was used to this kind of bullying days, every time she made a mistake, Ginkgo always had to mock her like this, she had enough of this kind of day, how much she wanted to reason with Ginkgo, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed it again.

"Sisters, you don't blame her."

Seeing that the little master was obstructed, Ginkgo glared at Qingyue and gave up.

"Since Your Highness won't be here tonight, then you can pack up your things." After Murong Lan finished speaking, she turned around and went to the bedroom.

The door slammed shut, followed by a low whimper.