"Mother, let's go too." Seeing Feng Fengqing and Feng Feng walking quietly, a palace maid beside Cen Yiyi hurriedly walked up, lowered her head, and held Cen Yiyi's arm.

Cen Yiyi glanced at Feng Fengqing and Feng Fengjing who were far away, then glanced at Zhao Zilu, and then glanced at Huang Li, who was not far from her, with a half-truth smile: "Sister, after watching this excitement for so long, the palace is a little tired, so I will leave first." ”

"Congratulations to the Queen."

Looking at Cen Yiyi's smile, Huang Li's heart flashed a trace of gloom, what is the smugness, one day, this palace will make you want to live and not die, but thinking about it, there is still a smile on the surface.

"Mother, let's go."

Immediately after Feng Fengqing and Cen Yi walked on their own, Yu'er hurriedly stepped forward and helped the unwilling Huang Li.

With the departure of Cen Yiyi and Huang Li, there were only some palace maids and Zhao Zilu who were still shouting in the entire garden, and of course Aunt Qing and Jie'er.

"Girl, please, the slave will help you."

Looking at the deserted imperial garden, Aunt Qing stepped forward to help Zhao Zilu, who looked aggrieved, and shook her head gently, this girl's temperament will only be afraid of more evil and less luck in this palace in the future.

This Aunt Qing is a popular person around Feng Fengqing, about twenty years old, because she has been in the palace since she was a child, and she is clever, so she is deeply liked by the Queen Mother, when the emperor ascended the throne, the Queen Mother was worried that Feng Fengqing had no one to take care of, so she gave her to Feng Fengqing, and since then Feng Fengqing's living and eating have all been taken care of by her.

"Who are you? What's your name? ”

Seeing that the person was gone, Zhao Zilu pursed her lips and looked helplessly at Aunt Qing beside her, and her heart couldn't help but warm, because she was looking at herself with a smile like a spring breeze.

"Girl! The slave maid is called Fengqing, and everyone else is called the slave and aunt! ”

Aunt Qing smiled, I don't know why, she likes the little girl in front of her very much, she is straightforward and innocent, and she seems to be in contrast to the people in this palace.

"Aunt Qing, how long have you been in the palace? Is the emperor fierce? ”

Zhao Zilu looked at Aunt Qing with some embarrassment, her eyes constantly flashing.

"This, what does it depend on, don't worry, it's almost here, you hold on for a while!"

Aunt Qing looked at Zhao Zilu, who was barefoot and still injured, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes: "The slave still has a pair of shoes, if the girl doesn't dislike it, I'll give it to you later!" ”

"Thank you Aunt Qing, Aunt Qing, you are so nice."

Zhao Zilu laughed embarrassedly, she used to like to run barefoot on the beach, and now she said to her that it was not difficult, but there was one thing she had to discuss with Aunt Qing: "Aunt Qing, don't you call a slave in front of me in the future?" ”

Aunt Qing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily, maybe it was the first time someone in this palace to say this to her, and instantly became a little closer to Zhao Zilu: "Okay, hey, it's the front!" ”

With that, he arrived at Zhaoyang Palace.

Jie'er, who was following behind, glanced at Zhao Zilu fiercely, and began to play Xiao Jiujiu in her heart: This Aunt Qing is a celebrity around the emperor, if there is Aunt Qing pulling the strings, then I am afraid that there will be another master in this harem, and if it doesn't work, I have to tell the queen quickly.

"Wow! It's so beautiful! Do you know! Aunt Qing! Such a house can only be seen on TV in our place! ”

Zhao Zilu stood in front of Zhaoyang Palace, looking at the golden palace in front of her, she was dumbfounded.

Hearing Zhao Zilu say this again, Aunt Qing's curiosity hooked up, because with the previous connection, she was not restrained in front of Zhao Zilu, and after watching left and right for a while: "What you said about TV, TV series!" What the hell is that? ”