"Just." Ping Yao frowned slightly, slightly regretful.

Ah Si frowned: "Just what?" ”

Ping Yao stroked his bloody neck and lowered his head slightly. "I'm injured now, and I can't go to the front palace anymore to serve the banquet."

What can Ah Si say? It was he who hurt the girl with his own hands, can he still blame the girl?

I can only sigh: "That's okay, then you can rest." I let someone else go. ”

As he spoke, he stood up on the steps again, ready to pick a few more beautiful ones among the palace maids.

Why be pretty? The master of his family said that he likes three things most in his life: he likes delicious things, he likes beautiful people, and he likes magnificent mountains and rivers.

Moreover, his master is very good-looking, and if he picks some ugly ones, and stands in front of his master, and the flowers are planted in the cow dung, they will look uncomfortable.

Picking and choosing, thinking of the pair of watery eyes that looked at him just now, Ah Si always felt that only that girl was worthy of his own master.

It's a pity, I was injured.

Ah Si sighed in his heart, and unconsciously glanced back at Ping Yao.

Ping Yao was smiling. The wind smiled lightly, standing behind him, looking at the qiē in the courtyard, as if the world was in front of him.

At this glance, Ping Yao was also shocked, and immediately smiled, replacing it with a look of regret.

However, Ah Si has been with his master for so long, and he has long been cleverly trapped.

Ah Si snorted coldly: "I see that your injuries are not serious, go back and wipe your wounds, and still go to the banquet!" ”

Ping Yao responded with a smile: "Yes." ”

But I was angry in my heart, I really got carried away, and I couldn't even fool a guard!

Ping Yao was cut out. I wiped it with a wet towel and wiped the blood stains off, and I couldn't see the wound at all.

There is also a big palace maid Lan'er, who serves a banquet with Ping Yao.

The vermilion high wall on both sides of the road, the stone brick road of the platform. On the road, footsteps, echoes, and voices overlapped.

Ping Yao looked at the long road ahead with no end in sight, and couldn't help but look up and look at the sky above him.

The fiery clouds stained the sky orange and red, dazzling and dazzling. Reflecting the golden glass roof in the distance, it shook so much that people couldn't open their eyes.

A homing bird flew by, leaving a gray figure under the fiery red sky, and then disappeared into the dense foliage in the distance.

This is the Imperial Palace.

The Qingqing Palace is remote, and the two have to go a long way. On the way, you have to pass through the queen's Kunhe Palace, the emperor's Qian'an Palace.

It was the time for the banquet, and the concubines of the harem rushed to the front palace one after another. Along the way, Ping Yao had already encountered the chariots of the two concubines.

Every time the chariot passed, it was a big battle. The palace maids and eunuchs before and after cost one or twenty. Incense, fan, box, mighty.

Those who can participate in this kind of banquet are all concubines and above. Naturally, it is not comparable to the Suqing Palace.

Therefore, whenever the chariot passed, Ping Yao and Lan'er obediently hid by the wall, bowed their heads and saluted, and waited for the chariot to pass before they got up and continued to walk forward.

The mezzanine road is rarely passed. Therefore, when the chariot passes by, it can be heard from a long distance.

Ping Yao sighed when he heard the crisp jingle of the bells on the cart behind him.

It's really tiring to walk all the way. Bow until your back hurts.

It's still coming in an endless stream.

When the chariot approached, Ping Yao followed the usual practice and bent down his head.

The chariot went fast, and it took less than half a minute to pass. Ping Yao held on for half a minute.

However, the sound of the bell stopped in front of her and Lan'er.

Ping Yao kept her head down, unable to see what was really going on in front of her. I can only see the delicate embroidered shoes of the palace maids accompanying the chariot not far in front of my feet.

Then, a pair of more delicate embroidered shoes appeared under her eyes.

A proud and crisp voice sounded above Ping Yao's head: "Our mother called you over." ”

Only then did Ping Yao raise her head. In front of me, there was a little girl of sixteen or seventeen. A pair of big, flickering apricot eyes, with arrogance, looked at Ping Yao roundly.

However, after Ping Yao raised her head, the little girl saw Ping Yao's appearance, and a pair of eyes flashed with surprise.

The little girl thought to herself, no wonder her master wanted to see a little palace maid, it turned out that this palace maid was a rare beauty embryo.

Knowing that she was out of shape, the little girl snorted coldly: "Follow me." ”

Ping Yao followed the palace maid and walked to the chariot.

In this chariot, there are more people accompanying it. The rank is definitely above the concubine.

In addition to the queen in the palace, there is one Hunan concubine and four concubines in the palace.

There was once a concubine of Emperor Ning, whose status was only below the queen. I heard that Emperor Ning's concubine is beautiful, and no one in the harem can match it. It's just that she died in the second year of being named the imperial concubine.

Ping Yao is almost certain that this is the only one who can compete with the queen now, Xiang Guifei.

Ping Yao saluted. Said hello. Keep your head down at all times.

Sure enough, a charming voice came from the chariot: "Raise your head and let the palace see." ”

The voice was extremely lazy and noble, and Ping Yao could almost imagine what that beauty looked like at the moment in the car.

Ping Yao raised her head, her eyes as calm as water, and she also looked at Concubine Xiang.

It's a glamorous beauty.

Like her voice, it is languid and noble. She was dressed in a royal blue red peony dress, leaning on the crimson mahogany chariot, her hands supporting her forehead, and her charming eyes fell on Ping Yao obliquely.

Like a cat.

The moment she saw Ping Yao, Concubine Xiang smiled. The red lips and blooming flowers are not inferior to the delicate and complex peonies on her body.

"When did such a beauty come in the palace, why didn't anyone tell the palace."

Ping Yao was quiet and did not speak.

Lan'er beside her smiled obediently: "There are tens of millions of palace maids in the palace, and it is impossible for the mother to see each one." ”

"That's right," Xiang Guifei smiled softly, sat up straight, and looked at Ping Yao below, "I was in a hurry when I just came out, and I always felt that there was less decoration on my head." A few days ago, I went to the Imperial Garden, and the gardenia inside was blooming very well. You go and fold a few beautiful hairpins for the palace. ”

"Yes."

The official level crushed people to death, and there was no way to disagree.

Ping Yao hadn't been to the Imperial Garden. The first time I entered the park, I walked a few steps, and it felt similar to a modern park.

A large garden with flowers in different areas. There are pavilions for resting. A river was also brought in. Winding in the garden, there are realistic rockeries along the river.

I have to say that the rockery is really good. After all, it is a royal park, and the rockery is very large, and it is difficult to see people outside when you drill into the rockery group.

It is rumored that Concubine Xiang is ruthless, and she can't see a beautiful woman in the palace come out and steal her limelight.

The beauties killed by her can get together to shoot a biography.

Ping Yao has seen it this time.

Ever since she entered the Imperial Garden, someone had been following her behind her. The man was familiar with the garden, and Ping Yao tried to get rid of him, but unfortunately he couldn't.

The more Ping Yao walked, the more remote he became. The last one dodged and entered the rockery.

P.S. Little fairies want to support it, collect it~