Before turning into the Fengguang room, the bamboo basket saw that Hua Shu opened the curtain and let Concubine Liang out of the inner room, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Bamboo basket to the master to say goodbye." ”

"The bamboo basket is here, get up." Concubine Liang raised her hand and gestured, turned around and sat down on the soft couch outside.

"Thank you, master." Zhu Zhen straightened up, saw that Concubine Liang had already sat down, knelt down upright, and kowtowed in a proper manner, "The slave and maid thank the master for the reward, thank you for being late, and ask the master to punish you." Although it is not the first time to kneel and worship, Zhu Zhen is still uncomfortable, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, when he was at home, he has never knelt down to his parents, and when he came here, he knelt several times in a few days, and his heart was really unhappy.

Concubine Liang smiled lightly when she heard this: "I just entered the palace, and it is inevitable that there will be unfamiliar things in the number of etiquette, so it's okay to take it slowly, get up." ”

"Thank you, Master, for your grace." The bamboo basket stood up and stood sideways with his head down.

"Just now, the eighth master drank a few more drinks with the ninth master and the tenth master, and this time he fell asleep in the room, there are not many people in this apse, I see that you are still clever, and you will go in and serve carefully." Oh, Concubine Liang commanded softly.

Listening to Concubine Liang's words, Zhu Zhen understood what it was for Concubine Liang to call herself at noon, and she dared to serve the drunkard, no wonder she smelled the smell of wine when she entered the house just now.

"Yes, slaves and maids must be carefully served." The bamboo basket blessed the body.

Hearing this, Concubine Liang responded, and was helped by Hua Shu, slowly got up from the soft couch, and walked outside.

"Congratulations to the master." Seeing that the curtain was lowered, the bamboo basket turned around and entered the inner room lightly, only to see a sapphire blue robe hanging quietly on the hanger in the southeast corner. Turning the screen, the faint smell of wine and the aroma of orchid musk are a little heavier.

On the foot pedal, a pair of Ruyi Tuanyun soap boots were neatly placed, the bed tent was not dropped, and there was a faint white cloth on the edge of the bed. The bamboo basket stood by the screen in a square posture, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Zhu Zhen didn't know why he was like this, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, and then walked over cautiously - "Is it the orchid grass that has a beautiful name because of the gentleman, or the gentleman's outstanding love for the orchid that makes it famous for the orchid." For some reason, this sentence came to Zhuzhen's mind.

He slept so quietly that just looking at it like this, the bamboo basket unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

"Hmm......" seemed to be a little hot, Babel frowned, and casually lifted the corner of the quilt.

Only then did Zhu Ji come back to his senses from the silence, stepped forward and carefully put Babel's exposed hand back into the quilt, and carefully covered the quilt tightly, but he didn't notice it, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Touching the restrained and heroic eyebrows, Zhu Zhen sighed: "The ancients did not deceive me!" "It's drunk, towering like a jade mountain will collapse", Ji Kang is probably nothing more than that, it turns out, 'a gentleman of words, warm like jade' is like this. ”

At this time, Zhu Zhen looked at Babel's appearance. The bamboo basket looked at one place, and covered the other parts with his hands. Just looking at each facial feature, it is not so unusual, but you can remove your hand and put the facial features on this face, but it is so harmonious that people feel comfortable when they see it. I can't tell you what kind of feeling it is, she seems to have an inexplicable sense of closeness to this eighth prince of Kangxi.

When he saw Babeile frowning, and before he could turn his mind, Zhu Zong's hand had already been stroked first, and the burning sensation of his fingertips made Zhu Bei's heart twitch. Thinking of what she had done, Zhu Zhen was a little weak and a little flustered, this was not like her.

Raising his eyes to look at Babel again, Zhu Ji found that Babel's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, so he hurriedly got up and wet the towel in the copper basin, helped Babel wipe his sweat, and moved the brazier on the ground farther away, before turning back to the bed, seeing that Babel's expression was calm, Zhu Ji took a book and sat down on the chair next to him.

But when I read back and forth in one sentence, my mind was always blank, and I simply put down the book and turned to the window outside. Push open the window, three or two plum trees, it seems a little lonely, this is not the season of plum blossoms, only a large number of leaves remain, and a few green fruits can occasionally be seen between the leaves.

Zhu Zhen was not in a high mood, tried to adjust it, slowly exhaled, remembered that the eight belles in the room didn't know if he had woken up, raised his hand and closed the window, and turned around to go to the inner room to see-

"Huh?" As soon as he turned around, Babeile put on a moon-white shirt and stood beside the long case, less than half a meter away from the bamboo basket. Zhu Ji was startled by Babel, and instinctively stepped back, but forgot that there was a wall behind him, and his heel was firmly knocked on the foot of the wall, in pain, but he endured it, and he didn't want the corner of his eye to twitch for a moment but was caught by Babel.

"Stumbling?" Babel spoke lightly, his voice a little low, I don't know if it was his usual voice, or because he just woke up.

Zhu Zhen should not be, and it is not appropriate to deny it, so he simply made a salute: "The slave and maid ask for peace to the eighth master, thank the eighth master for care, and the slave and maid are fine." ”

"Hmm." Babel responded calmly, neither asking about the identity of the bamboo basket, nor asking what the bamboo basket was doing, calmly making the bamboo basket muttered in his heart, this person, why didn't he play cards according to the routine?

Zhu Zhen got up, but saw Babeile standing in place, without a trace of movement, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and a little embarrassed for a while, pondering the bottom before he spoke cautiously: "Do you want the slave to pour you some water to moisten your throat?" ”

Seeing that the eighth master nodded, the bamboo basket hurriedly went to the inner room and brought out a glass of water, and handed it to the eighth master: "Eighth master, please use it." It's just that the eighth Belle didn't take the cup, turned around and sat aside.

What does this eight beylor mean? Since you responded, why did you walk away again? Isn't it that the wine is not awake and still confused? Zhu Zhen rolled his eyes, a little puzzled.

"Bring it here."

"Yes." After receiving the instruction, the bamboo basket hurriedly stepped forward and brought the cup to Babel again, but Babel did not take the cup himself, but raised the bamboo basket's hand and took a sip of the bamboo basket's hand.

Zhu Zhen flattened his mouth, rolled his eyes in his heart, and still held the cup in his hand steadily, and only put it on the table after Babel finished drinking.

"The small kitchen has stewed a decanting soup, and the good master ordered you to warm it, do you want to use some now?" Hearing Babel's answer, the bamboo basket took out a stew pot from the hot soup, took out a small bowl, scooped it with a spoon a few times to dissipate the heat dissipation, and brought it to Babel. This time, Babel got up and ate it by himself, and after using the decanting soup, Babel stood up and ordered the bamboo basket to serve him to change his clothes.

The bamboo basket went to the inner room to get the outer robe of Babel, and served Babel to put it on, and tied the belt, but the strings of complicated accessories hanging around the waist, the bamboo basket was in trouble. Seeing this, Babeile seemed to sigh lightly, and then pointed out the order and method of the bamboo basket one by one. Everything was in order, and the bamboo basket tidied up the clothes and mouths of Babel again, and made sure that it was neat and tidy, and then sent Babel out.

Sending away this big Buddha, Zhu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, she had seen from the book that the eight Belle long-sleeved good dance, eight sides exquisite, and the person was also easy-going and kind, and the eight Belle she saw and felt today seemed to be a little different. Although today's Babeiler seems to be calm, it faintly makes people feel pressured, and it is not very similar to the eight masters that Aunt Hua Shu and Yingluo told her.

Zhu Zhen didn't take this matter seriously, cleaned up a little, and went to the Yilan Pavilion. Concubine Liang was not here, so Zhu Zhen read a book by herself for an afternoon, and when it was time, she went back to the house to rest.

Come to think of it, it's not bad now, she just thinks she's studying on her own in the library. As long as she doesn't get into trouble and doesn't offend anyone, she can live peacefully in the future until she finds a way back. Then at that time, this Yilan Pavilion, this Chuxiu Palace, and these people in the palace will all regard it as her dream.