Yingluo lowered her eyebrows and stood sideways with the yellow doors outside the Zihuan Palace, the fragrant wind in front of her, the skirts fluttered, and the ladies who came to serve His Majesty came out of the hall, and were supported by the palace maids and maids outside the door.

After waiting for a while, a purple skirt appeared in the corner of her eyes, Yingluo let out a long breath, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the visitor's arm, adding a smile to her face.

When she looked up, she saw that Helan Fuyan's face was as cold as frost, Yingluo's smile and forced her to hold back, and she whispered to her mother, and didn't dare to say more, so she walked to the chariot of their palace with Helan Fu.

Until Helan Fu got into the car, Yingluo stood behind the car and took advantage of Helan Fu's insight, took out a champa and gently wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, and secretly sighed in her heart that serving such a master was really her life.

Helan Fu is notoriously difficult to serve in the palace, and he is unapologetic to anyone. Originally, many concubines saw Helan Fu's peerless appearance, and Emperor Nanzhao loved her a lot, and they all tried their best to compete with her to make friends with her, but Helan Fu was soft and hard, no matter who came to sit there without saying a word, just staring at others with knife-like eyes.

Helan Fu was born extremely gorgeous, extremely glamorous, with long eyebrows that were not cultivated and went straight into the sideburns, and the narrow eyes were like knives and swords. After coming and going, no one dared to come to Helanfu's Chengming Palace, and they all waited for Emperor Nanzhao to get tired of the day she fell out of favor.

Not only for the palace concubines, but also for the servants and maids who serve themselves, Helan Fu is also the same, indifferent and silent, personal affairs are not fake, teaching those servants who are waiting in the palace have no way to please him, and he is always worried, for fear that one of them will be dragged out and killed with a cane if he is not careful.

If it's only for concubines, it's fine. Helan Fu was indifferent to Emperor Nanzhao, although she didn't look directly at His Majesty with her life-threatening eyes, she rarely smiled, and she ignored many taboos and rules in the palace. Take this time as an example, according to the rule, His Majesty is sick, and the palace concubines who come to serve are not allowed to wear brightly colored clothes and heavy makeup, although Emperor Nanzhao does not pay attention to it, after all, it is also a rule handed down from the Nantang harem. This Lan Jieyu is good, although she does not wear heavy makeup on her face, she is still wearing a purple and red peony shirt. The Marquis of Yingluo was outside the Zihuan Hall for fear that there would be a sound of anger from inside, but fortunately, His Majesty didn't care, and finally picked up a small life.

Thinking of this Yingluo and sighing again, I am afraid that this master's maverick behavior will touch His Majesty's scales one day and provoke Long Yan to be angry. This master has suffered, and these subordinates will not have good fruit to eat. I have to find an opportunity to tell Jing Guifei about this, and ask Jing Guifei to persuade her as a master. The only person in this palace who can talk to this master is Concubine Jing.

With the chariot all the way, his mind was full of cranky thoughts, and when he returned to Shen Yingluo, he looked up and found that he had arrived in front of the Chengming Palace. As soon as the yellow door pulling the reins, the horse sneezed and stopped, Yingluo hurriedly restrained her expression, and stepped forward to lead Helan Fu down to the ground.

The chariot stopped in front of the main gate of the Chengming Palace, Yingluo waited for Helan Fu to take two steps to the side and hurriedly led her to the side, turned her head and scolded the driving Huangmendao: "Why don't you have long eyes, you just park the car here, and you are not afraid of staining the mother's shoes!" ”

The yellow door of the car is also aggrieved, according to the rules of the mother back to her own palace, the chariot sedan car has to be parked in the center of the main entrance, in order to show that the value is not biased. It's just that today is special, and there is a person kneeling in front of the big copper door, and he hesitated when he parked.

It doesn't hurt to kneel, just avoid it. But the kneeling one has been kneeling for three days, his legs and feet are almost all broken, and the red and black blood is soaked all over the ground along the thundercloud patterns at the four corners of the bluestone slab, and there is a smell of blood in the nose.

The little yellow door driving the car regretted it and peeked at his master. Helan Fu let Yingluo support him, his face was always expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Yingluo quietly squinted her eyes to look at the woman who was still kneeling on the ground, afraid and sympathetic to the blood all over the ground. The range of this blood soaked was quite wide, Yingluo didn't have time to lead Helan Fu around, the woman kneeling on the ground probably heard the movement of the chariot, and the maid who was kneeling beside her was still awake and called her, the woman blinked a few times in a daze, and raised her lowered head.

The woman knelt in front of the Chengming Hall for three days in front of the autumn sun, her upright face was white and blue, her hairpins were messy, and she wore a narrow-sleeved gilt skirt made of luxurious brocade with sweat and blood, wrinkled into a ball. The woman didn't care about this, and as soon as she saw Helan Fu, her pupils, which had already begun to scatter, suddenly lit up, and the whole person rushed towards Helan Fu.

It's just that she knelt for three days and had to drink some water, and the meridians under her long legs and feet were already wasted, and this pounce was just a whole person falling to the ground, which made Yingluo startled, and took two steps back to protect Helan Fu, and the maids of the Yellow Gate next to her all rushed up and separated them in the middle.

The woman's eyes were not clear for a long time, and she felt that her fingers seemed to touch a piece of fabric when she lay on the ground, so she hurriedly grabbed it, and said in a faint voice: "Mother...... Empress...... Please spare ...... Spare the...... The knows...... Knowing the Wrong ...... Wrong......"

The maid who was kneeling next to the woman also knelt over, kowtowed vigorously, and said continuously: "Lan Jieyu, please be kind and spare Qi Liangyuan...... No, let's change clothes! She had a high fever for nearly two days, and she was afraid that she would be like this again...... I'm afraid I won't be able to last an hour......"

Yingluo watched the two of them bang on the bluestone slab with their foreheads, Li Siqi's body was already as soft as noodles, and she didn't know where she still had the strength to kowtow, and one after another of blood and water ran down her broken forehead and gushed out, looking at it, even if she was carried back and asked for medical treatment, it would only be delayed for two more days, rather than letting her die at the door of the main hall like this, it would be better for her to go back, and she could also gain a reputation for kindness.

Thinking of this, Yingluo wanted to open her mouth to persuade Helan Fu, but when she saw Helan Fu's face sinking like water, and seeing the blood in front of her, she still didn't squint, and she couldn't say anything anymore.

Helan Fu's narrow eyes narrowed coldly and slightly, and then glanced at Li Siqi, who was holding the hem of his clothes and kowtowing to begging for mercy, turned around, and said coldly: "If you don't go back, you want to accompany her to kneel here and bask in the sun?" ”

When many palace maids heard this, they shuddered, and immediately dispersed. Yingluo didn't dare to say anything if she pleaded, and hurriedly followed Helan Fu to the main hall.

Helan Fu is tall and long-legged, and Yingluo can't keep up with him when he walks away. Helan Fu entered the palace but did not wear a long skirt like other palace concubines, and was still dressed in Beiyan Hu on weekdays, with a wide leather waist and a straight back, Yingluo looked heroic but cold and hard from behind. I heard bursts of crying and begging for mercy outside the door, Yingluo sighed slightly, and only blamed this Li Siqi for being easy to mess with, but to provoke Jing Guifei. According to Helan Fu's hard temperament like a stubborn stone, her life must have to be confessed in front of the Chengming Palace.

Hou's maid outside the wing room next to the main hall got the news as early as when Helan Fu came back from the Zihuan Palace, and waited outside the door early. Helan Fu did not squint and went straight into the wing room, the water mist in the room was fragrant, and a wooden barrel the size of three people was already filled with hot soup, so that Helan Fu could change his clothes and bathe as soon as he returned.

Yingluo waved away the other palace people, and she had to step forward to undress Helan Fu. The first thing to do when you come back from the Zihuan Hall is to take a bath, which is already a rule that the maids around Helan Fu know well, seeing that Helan Fu is obviously in a bad mood today, Yingluo's movements are becoming more and more neat.

I didn't think that Helan Fu took a step back, his knife-sharp eyes swept over Yingluo, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "Go out." ”

Yingluo was slightly stunned, not daring to disobey Helan Fu's intentions, bowed down and answered the 'yes', turned around and quickly went out to cover the door.

Helan Fu stood beside the bathtub, but he unbuttoned his clothes abnormally. Stunned for a moment, he turned to the side room separated by a veil and stood in front of a half-height bronze mirror.

The water in the room was full of mist, and the fine droplets of water condensed on the bronze mirror were not very clear. Helan Fu didn't care about the expensive clothes on her body, and wiped them twice on the mirror surface with her sleeves, and as soon as the water droplets were gone, the polished smooth mirror surface suddenly reflected a beautiful face.

It's just that the smooth and flawless appearance is a little different today, from the cheeks to the slightly pointed chin, and the small half of the face is painted with Danqing pictures. In the painting, there is a strange beast, with a human head and a snake body, the body is winding and slender and hovering left and right, the snake tail is falling on the tip of the chin, the human head is a woman's appearance, and only half of the face is revealed when the head is looked back, and the eyes are full of spring charm, and Helan Fu's face is set off with a bewitching three.

This painting is extremely expressive, using the ups and downs of every muscle texture on the human face, the appearance of a snake woman hovering almost comes to life. Helan Fu stared at the snake girl on her face without blinking, and the snake girl seemed to be looking back at her, and the corners of her lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling seemed to contain a lot of sarcasm and mockery.

Helan Fu's breathing gradually became short, and the teeth that bit his lower lip continued to tremble, but he finally couldn't hold back, and with a wave of his arms, he swept all the things on the makeup table in front of the mirror on the ground, and the beaded hairpin earrings in the makeup were sprinkled on the ground. Even so, Helan Fu didn't seem to be relieved, picked up the makeup and smashed it on the copper mirror, until the mirror was so pink that it couldn't reflect the human form, then he threw down the makeup, staggered back a few steps, and laughed out loud at the mess in front of him.

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