But he swallowed it raw into his stomach, and his face flashed with a murderous aura: "Sister came out, this girl bumped into me, and was about to hit dozens of boards, and then found a deed of sale to sell a fireworks Willow Lane, just this kind of cheap girl, she deserves to die like this." Li Changxin said, and kicked Changju again as if she didn't understand her hatred.

When Changju heard this, her body trembled with fear, and the hand holding Li Changxin shrank back, and her head was lowered even more. His face grew paler.

"Spare me, Second Miss—" The voice was sad.

Li Changqing didn't look at Li Changxin, but at the Changju who was squatting obediently.

"It's just a subordinate." Li Changqing said, slowly approaching the crowd.

Looking down, lowering his eyes, when he saw Changju's smooth cheeks, his expression was meaningful.

"Just because I'm a subordinate, I have to teach her a lesson, so as not to have fewer eyes in the future and walk without looking at the dots." I saw Li Changxin's lips dyed vermilion, her willow eyebrows dotted, her apricot eyes widened angrily, and she poked Changju's forehead with her slender index finger in front of Li Changqing.

As if he didn't understand his hatred, he actually reached out and pulled her hair fiercely.

"Thorn-" Li Changqing heard the sound of his hair being ripped off.

My heart suddenly sank, looking at Changju's face being pulled up, delicate and painful, two lines of tears ran down my cheeks and crossed the roots of my ears, which was distressing.

"My sister came to me just to let me see you punish your subordinates?" At the gate of her yard, isn't it just to give a dismount?

Li Changqing smiled coldly, took a step forward, turned his back to Li Changxin, waved his hand, shook off Li Changxin's hand, and then slapped down.

The voice was loud, but it was a little less powerful when it hit it.

Then, he took a step back, turned sideways, winked at Qinglian and said, "Take this girl down, stay here and watch the eyesore." ”

Changju was startled, although the slap on her face was loud, it was not very painful, and it was not as painful as the stinging numbness left after the violent pulling of the scalp, so she let Qinglian take it down.

"Sister—." Li Changxin pulled up her slender white arm, shook it, and said, "Sister, don't be angry with this dead girl, I haven't seen you during this time, but I've been thinking about it in my heart, let's be a family anyway, and we'll be reconciled in the future." ”

Made?

Li Changqing's obsidian-like eyes stared at Li Changxin, her scalp was numb, the corners of her mouth were hooked mockingly, and she asked rhetorically, "Have we ever had an awkward scene?" ”

"This ...... My sister didn't get angry. Li Changxin didn't expect Li Changqing to say this, so she had to bite the bullet and continue to move forward bravely.

"Sister, if it's okay, I'll go back to the house and rest first." Li Changqing took the opportunity to break away from the arm she was holding, patted his sleeve, and said indifferently.

"Wait......! I want to ask my sister to say something......"

Finally willing to say.

Li Changqing looked at this concubine for a long time, waiting for her to speak.

Li Changxin saw Li Changqing stop, hurriedly approached her, and said with an expectant look: "In a few days, the annual talent competition will be held in the Yellow Crane Tower in the capital, can you ask Sister Lao for help and ask for a sub-post for Xin'er?" ”

Li Changqing remembered that every time before the Mid-Autumn Festival and a few days before the royal dinner reunion, there was a sensational talent competition in Beijing. One of the referees is his maternal grandfather Ye Guogong.

Although Ye Guogong is said to be in his seventies, he is old and old, and he is a well-known figure in the entire Xuanyuan Dynasty, so it is reasonable to serve as a referee.

Moreover, it is said that this time not only the talented and beautiful people of the Xuanyuan Dynasty were contested, because after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was also the birthday of the Queen Mother.

This time the Queen Mother's 70th birthday, Xuanyuan Jing wanted to take this opportunity to win over the surrounding small countries, and in order to consolidate the regime and explore the strength of various countries, he issued an invitation in advance.

It seems that the eighth lunar month of the Xuanyuan Dynasty is destined to be an eventful autumn.

And this invitation, not all dignitaries and nobles can participate, but they are really powerful, and they are designated by the owner of the Yellow Crane Tower, or recommended or elected by other ministers of the Three Kingdoms, so that they can enter the building or watch, or compete.

As for who the owner of the Yellow Crane Tower is, no one knows in the whole of Shangjing.

Even when she asked her grandfather Mr. Ye Guogong in her previous life, he didn't know very well, but he only knew that every time the invitation letter would be marked with gilded letters, what Ye Guogong needed to do in the talent competition.

Therefore, Li Changxin, the first beauty in Beijing, no matter how beautiful she is, if she is famous, she will be surprised by the ladies of the major aristocratic families in the capital and the latecomers will continue to compete.

A beautiful woman, not necessarily a talented woman.

Li Changxin's position is so embarrassing.

For example, now, she is asking for a post from her sister Li Changqing, who has always hated her.

"I'll think about it." Li Changqing didn't raise his eyebrows, and his faint voice casually spit out these maddening words.

"You-" Li Changxin lowered his posture so much and begged for help, but he got this sentence, and wanted to leave with his hands, but he was unwilling.

"Please, sister, help me be accommodating, go and beg Ye Guogong."

"My grandfather's post was also sent by the owner of the Yellow Crane Tower, I think, my grandfather didn't have the right to be your master, it seems that he is going to disappoint his sister."

"No, no, sister, this time the Yellow Crane Tower has already released a rumor, anyone who is a referee and ranks in the third public can recommend two people to go to the Yellow Crane Tower."

"That's right, I'm going to visit my grandfather in two days, and I'll help you find out by the way, and as for whether I can get it, it all depends on my sister's luck." Li Changqing said, yawning, "I'm sleepy, if my sister has nothing else to do, let's go back." ”

"Mama, send-off."

didn't wait for Li Changxin to stop him again, so he issued an eviction order.

In the evening, Li Changqing went to a farmhouse in Shangjing City with Qinglian disguised as a man.

"Thank you, Miss." The moment he saw Li Changqing, although he was a little stunned, it was only for a moment that he recognized the owner of the clear eyes.

With a "poof", he fell to his knees.

Li Changqing nodded and looked at her for a moment with inquiry.

Yoyo opened his mouth and asked, "Your name is Changju?" ”

"Yes, miss, the slave maid Changju is sold to the sprinkler maid in the house."

Long chrysanthemum.

This girl.

When Li Changqing saw her, a place warmed up in his heart.

In her previous life, in the cold palace, Changju was a little palace maid who took care of a group of crazy women in the harem.

And before becoming a palace maid, Changju was a little slave in their Li Mansion.

I vaguely remember that it was about this time, because she bumped into Li Changxin, she taught her a lesson in front of Li Changqing, and cut her delicate skin with a hairpin, she desperately begged Li Changqing to save her, Li Changqing was so frightened that she didn't dare to step forward to dissuade her, and finally took a step back.

This retreat made Li Changqing regret it for the rest of his life, and he just watched Changju break his appearance and be thrown out of the Li Mansion, and since then, there has been no news.

A few years later, when we meet again, it is the cold palace.

Changju has been sold to the palace again, but there is an extra scarred wound on her face, which extends from the corner of her eyes to her earlobe, and seeing her in that place in the cold palace is like seeing a ghost from hell, which makes those women in the cold palace even more crazy.

However, although her face is hideous, Changju is a kind and loyal girl.

In the days when Li Changqing stayed in the cold palace, when she counted the fleas with her hair, and when she missed her son Jinxuan, Changju helped take care of her and secretly brought Jinxuan over to relieve her longing.

It is precisely because of this that Li Changxin found out that he gouged out her eyes alive, cut off her hands, cut off her legs, and finally smeared the juice of a hundred flowers, put it in a box, poured hemp bees into it, and was tortured to death.

Thinking of this, Li Changqing's teeth began to tremble with hatred.

"Childe." Qinglian stood beside her and hurriedly tugged on Li Changqing's sleeve, until she eased up, and then quietly reminded, "Changju is still kneeling." When Qinglian saw Miss's eyes today, she knew that she wanted to save Changju, so she arranged Changju to stay in a farmhouse first.

Li Changqing's eyes gradually became clearer, and he personally helped Changju up, and said slowly: "-"