She was picked up by a little eunuch who was not good-looking. didn't say anything all the way, leaned slightly, and led the way. Xiao Xuan entered the palace at that time, and he was going to leave again, and the seventh girl only carried an indigo burden, and followed the little eunuch to walk through the winding corridors in the palace.

At the beginning of entering the palace, it was a warm spring day, and now it is about to enter summer. The vermilion wall standing next to the road, the alley is deep and narrow, and you can walk close to the root of the wall to avoid some sunshine a little. Even so, because of the fast steps, there was a thin layer of sweat behind his back.

This is the case in the palace, no matter what kind of errand you do, your legs and feet must be sharp, and your face looks stable and stable, and you can't show your frizz. The seventh girl only saw the little eunuch under the brown linen robe, and as she went, the heels of her heels lifted up the fluttering hem, revealing a section of colored soap boots.

If she can't leave the palace this time, I'm afraid she will be like this in the future. When he walks, he always has his shoulders level, his steps are broken and urgent, he bows his waist, and his eyes are not allowed to look around except a few feet in front of him.

Thinking like this, I felt that I walked on the edge of the fire pit and narrowly escaped a catastrophe. Fortunately, there is him, otherwise the days will be like this royal city, framed in the immutable verandah of the palace, lifeless, revealing a rotten smell of dying wood, which is suffocating.

"My lord, it's here." There is a soft sedan chair waiting downstairs. The little eunuch sent people here and flashed his waist card. This "adult" saluted the seven girls, and then bowed to the side.

Even if she had heard it once, the title of "adult" still made her trance-like for a moment. Say "there is labor", look back and look at the endless Yongdao when you come, as well as the flying tile glass, heavy building Yuyu. The seventh girl turned around and lifted the curtain, rode in a small sedan chair, and with the slight ups and downs under the seat, it seemed to shake off the shackles on her body, from the inside to the outside, the whole person was brisk.

Fingertips pressed down the soft sedan car, the curtain made of bamboo strips. Outside the small gap, there is a clear sky overhead, and the clouds are pleasant. The seven girls smiled slightly on their simple little faces. In the sparkling apricot eyes, the water ripples. Thinking that I would not be able to see that person in a moment, I was subtle and secretly happy.

"Didn't make it?" In the Eight Princes' Mansion, Young An Dai frowned lightly. It is angry, and there is also a sorrowful and elegant beauty.

Forsythia suppressed the palpitations in her heart and secretly raised her eyes, but when she saw that the county lord was still taking a nap, she turned over and lifted the tent, half stood up, leaned on the edge of the bed, and looked angry.

Now it's too late to ask what went wrong. You'an was stunned for a while, and lay down depressed, unwilling to ask for a long time.

"What kind of job is sent, and who is Shangfeng?" Successive setbacks, you can no longer keep an eye on people as if you are staring, and let it go will only cause a catastrophe.

Forsythia's heart was tight, and he had expected that the county lord would not give up, and his heart was still worried. Since the age of eight, I have been with my master, and when have I ever seen such a bad thing. Except for the indifference to the county lord, the county lord was sullen, she accompanied her with little care, and occasionally the prince of the He family came to the door and brought some ingenious things, and the unhappiness in the county lord's heart gradually dispersed.

But this time it's different. is always planted in one place, and the most important thing is to be related to that person. The county lord has such a strong temperament, and he is angry, which is already uneven. The two ends were pressed down, just looking at the gloom that the county lord's eyes couldn't dissolve in the recent days, Forsythia felt a feeling of regret inexplicably.

If it was at the beginning, she could persuade her, but she listened to the master's dispatch for extraordinary things, and she didn't know the importance of it, and made random ideas. Could the situation be far less difficult than this?

The county lord acted in private, and the prince didn't know about it. Without the support of the prince behind him, how can his master fight against him?

Thinking of that master, and then looking at the hazy figure in the water red gauze tent, Forsythia was a little bitter in his mouth.

"Today is the prince of the world, and I appointed Miss Jiang, who is on an errand in the Tingwei Yamen. It can be regarded as a person under the command of Lord Tingwei. Forsythia's voice gradually lowered, and when he saw that there was no movement in the tent, he also understood in his heart that the county lord was afraid that he was both disappointed and depressed.

Now that person is a "Jiang female official". There is the prince of the world to protect him, and the place where he does the errand is the head of the prime minister's house. If you want to do it again, you will sweep the face of the prince behind the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, because of the marriage, the palace and the prime minister's mansion have become increasingly intimate. If the prince knew that the county lord was interfering and made a claim, according to the prince's rule that the overall situation is important in everything and that he is cold and unsympathetic, he will be able to ban the county lord's feet when he turns back. As for her unsuccessful servant, Forsythia's heart trembled, and a chill ran on the soles of her feet.

You'an only felt as if she had swallowed Coptis chinensis, full of grief, and the grievances were surging in waves, making her breathless. Her eyes were wet, but she refused to cry. What if she forced this marriage? How could that person be so ruthless and not miss the old love at all? She is wholeheartedly good to him, even if it is only a little bit, has he ever experienced it with his heart?

"Forsythia." His voice was slightly hoarse, and You'an didn't know that now, he was more happy with him, or he had a bloody hole in his heart, and he couldn't make it up. If you can't tie the knot, you just tie them together, and just consume them. It doesn't matter if he blames her, or if he snubbs her. It's better than her being trapped in a boundless sea of suffering, tormented every day.

"Prepare pen and ink." His favorite is a thorn in her flesh. She pierced her heart, and only told her to live in peace, vomiting blood. If it is not removed for a day, the wound will fester, and it will not scab over. Involved, heart-rending pain.

At this moment, except for He Frame, she has no way to ask for help.

Outside the main gate of the mansion, the seven girls carried their bags and took out the fish talisman that showed the identity of the female official, and then they were ushered out by an adult in his thirties and a scarf into the door.

It's the first time I've entered through the main entrance. Because the women's official robes need to be delivered tomorrow, the seventh girl is still wearing an emerald green palace woman's light gauze skirt. is dressed in this dress, but walking in the mansion, there is always a little awkwardness.

"Your Excellency has an order, if Lady Jiang arrives, order the subordinate to lead you to the back hall. In Xia Xu Cun, he was in charge of the edict and prison, and the official was the official of the court and the history of the court. In the future, the female official Jiang drafted the copy of the document list, which was reviewed by the lower authorities, and then submitted to the left supervisor for inspection. ”

Although he knew that the person in front of him was a newly promoted female official, and his position was a clerical one. However, there has been no rumor so far, and this female official is going to send someone to make history. In addition, this is the hand-picked master of the left eunuch, and because of an important case before, he was promised by the prince to stay in the yamen for a period of time before the election. In the meantime, the unknown doorway, everyone at the bottom is a human spirit. Xu Cun had a lot of eyes, but he didn't take it big, and he was polite to her.

"There's Lord Law. In the future, please ask Lord Xu to mention more. It's a newcomer, but there are inconsiderate places, and please don't hesitate to correct them. The seven girls bowed their hands and their attitude was very humble.

How could she fail that man when he treated her like this? When you come to him, whether you have the ability to share his worries for him is a thing; At least, he can't be disgraced by her. She doesn't understand the truth in officialdom, and she still grasps the simple way of doing things.

Sure enough, it's always impossible to make a mistake when people lift people. When Lord Xu saw her knowing the courtesy, he didn't see the arrogance and arrogance of the Yanjing noblewoman. Be polite, and your heart will be useful.

He led her around the hall and stopped under the porch. returned to her life, leaving her alone, standing alone outside the door of the curtain made of new bamboo. She looked at the horizontal strip of the bamboo mat, slightly shaken. This situation reminded her of the day she first saw him, and she was standing outside the east wing, because of deep jealousy, afraid of him to the core, full of reluctance. hesitated, hating to get as far away from him as possible.

"What are you doing? Not coming in yet. Through the curtain, he lay on his elbows, and his collar was unbuttoned, showing a little unruly. Squinted slightly, revealing a little lazy. Through the small half of the bamboo curtain, I glimpsed the green skirt spread out under her feet. Such a vivid color, lined with slightly outcropping, moon-white crested shoes. I didn't see anyone, but the freshness and tranquility of the beauty had jumped into my heart.

He put his palm on the crook of his leg, and his jade-white fingertips silently knocked on the dark python robe, watching her move lightly and slowly approach.

One year to get along, two years to arrange, three years to remember. Now that she is here, she has no one to rely on but him. Since she gave him a begonia flower branch, he has been patient and waited for her to come closer. He plotted against her, although the means were unsuccessful, but the small details were not enough. The room shone into the light, she lifted the bamboo curtain, and her pale little face suddenly reflected his dark eyes.

She smiled shyly. He hooked the corners of his mouth, a person who was indifferent, rare, with all kinds of warmth under his eyes, and a clear glow.