Ji'an City is calm, and the quarrels above the court seem to have nothing to do with the lives of the people in Ji'an City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or drunk and drunk, or cumbersome but warm, everyone has their own choice of path, have their own choice of life, vigorously look forward to peace, calm like water and look forward to those vigorous and ups and downs.

The human heart is insufficient.

Xue Ji thought, she is probably like this.

In the past, when she was in Le Fang, she wanted to be respected, she wanted to be respected by one person, she wanted to be pampered and pampered, and no one dared to be presumptuous in front of her, but now she began to miss the old days, she missed the boring peace, and missed those frivolous but at least harmless faces, not like in this harem, she had to think about whether she wanted to harm herself every step of the way.

"My sister's handwriting is getting better and better."

Behind the tulle, the reclining woman looked languid, and between her fingers was a thin piece of paper, "This palace is also a little inferior." ”

"The concubine has won the prize." Xue Ji knelt on the ground, her tone humble, as if she was about to descend to dust.

You are in the harem, you will naturally be respected, but at the same time, in this hierarchical place, people will also be humble to the bone, just like those minions, Xue Ji sometimes feels that even a servant will be more dignified than them.

"This Buddhist scripture, please ask my sister to copy it, my sister doesn't have to worry, just follow her own time." Pang Youran handed the piece of paper to the maid next to him, and then lowered his eyes to look at his nails, "You can go back." ”

"Yes."

Xue Ji bent down slightly, she got up a little reluctantly, the soreness of her legs made her almost unable to stand, but she still bit her lip and endured it, and slowly moved outside.

"Mother."

Yahuan, who was stopped outside, immediately greeted her as soon as she came out.

Xue Ji exhaled softly, almost pressing the weight of her whole body on her body, "Ling'er, go back, remember, today's events can't be mentioned to anyone, understand?" ”

Xue Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and she warned in a solemn voice.

Although Ling'er didn't understand why her master did this, she still nodded vigorously, but she kept this matter in her heart, and was ready to find a time when she must seek justice for her master.

However, before the master speaks, she will never speak, and would rather keep these things in her heart than open her mouth.

Although Xue Ji had a good life in the future, she worked hard to practice both the piano and dance, so naturally she was not so delicate, but she knelt for a long time, and there were still traces on her knees.

Xue Ji's fingers slowly rubbed on her knees, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Master, Your Majesty is coming over in a while, let's ......"

"I'm rotting in my stomach about this." Xue Ji furrowed her brows, "Is it clear?" ”

"But the master has suffered so much grievance...... Ling'er knelt on the ground, full of unwillingness.

"Even if you say it, what?" Xue Ji sneered, "Will Your Majesty take away her title of concubine for me?" Or will she no longer favor the Ponzi family because I put her in the cold palace? No, I can only give a verbal warning, and then as long as the concubine blows a little wind in His Majesty's ear, then I will die without a place to be buried, understand? ”

"Yes, the slave knows."

Ling'er broke out in a cold sweat because of Xue Ji's words, obviously she didn't think about it so much, and when Xue Ji said this, she also felt a little afraid.

"Since Your Majesty is coming, let's prepare to meet you."

Xue Ji tidied up her clothes, washed her hands, opened the window again to let the faint smell of medicine in the room dissipate, and re-lit the spices, as if nothing had happened.

When Yun Zhao stepped into Xue Ji's room, all the heartwarming things that happened in the front court seemed to be gone.

"Your Majesty......"

"No need to be polite, sit with me."

Yun Zhao grabbed her arm and sighed a little tiredly.

"Your Majesty, drink some tea." Xue Ji handed the teacup to him, "It's the method of cooking tea for the concubines of Jinniang's sect, and the tea is indeed more fragrant and cold than before, and it tastes a lot better." ”

"Jin Niang? Hua Jincheng? Yun Zhao asked, picked up the teacup and sniffed its fragrance gently, feeling that it was really much better than before.

"Well, when the concubine is outside the palace, she doesn't have too many friends, and Jin Niang should be counted as one."

"Li Liexuan's imperial merchant is her, Hua family, I've heard of it." Yun Zhao drank the tea and put it on the table, "It's very tired, you tell me about Hua Jincheng, I think you seem to have a good impression of her." ”

"Jin Niang is kind-hearted and beautiful, as long as you get along with her, almost everyone has a good impression of her."

Xue Ji sat on the side, pinching Yun Zhao's arm with her fingers, "The first time the concubine met her was because of a suicide case in the women's workshop, speaking of which case is also talked about in Ji'an City, the streets and alleys, it can be said that everyone knows about it." ”

Xue Ji told Yun Zhao about the process of meeting Hua Jincheng, and there was even some admiration and envy in his tone.

"I don't have that guts when she's the age." Xue Ji sighed, "Whether it is craftsmanship or personality, it is not bad." ”

"Since you like her so much, wouldn't it be nice to let people come into the palace to accompany you often?"

"The concubine also asked her to come once, but then she heard that she had an accident, although she also sent someone to see it, but she was stopped by the people of the prince of Jin."

"King Jin? Yun Jin? What does it have to do with him? Yun Zhao frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

"Jin Niang lives in the Jin Wangfu now, so those who want to see her naturally have to go through the permission of the King of Jin, but the concubine heard that Jin Niang doesn't seem to have anything to do, so she is relieved, but she doesn't see people in person, and she is still a little uneasy after all."

"I'll accompany you tomorrow, it just so happens that I also have some things to discuss with my younger brother." Yun Zhao said, and the sadness and anger between his eyebrows also quietly disappeared at this time.

Xue Ji accepted it when he saw it, didn't say anything, silently massaged Yun Zhao's body, his weak and boneless little hands slowly slid on his arms, shoulders and thighs, Yun Zhao was also a little angry, he reached out and pulled the person into his arms, and then pressed it under him, his fingers brushed over the person's delicate lips, "All retreat!" ”

"Your Majesty~" Xue Ji's eyes were like silk, with two blushes on her face, as if she was resisting, but also seemed to be looking forward to it, and wanted to refuse and welcome.

Seeing this, the palace people next to him hurriedly leaned over and retreated, not daring to raise their eyes at all.

The door creaked in, and the tulle hung low, covering the spring ~ light and the deliberately suppressed moan~ chanting in the room. (To be continued.) )