Chapter 23: Failed Assassination (9)
In her opinion, the beauty of a woman who can play the piano is overturned! Those modern women don't know anything, they crack at the computer all day long, they can't recognize all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they still play the piano! Laughed off your big teeth......
Xilan and Xizi saw that Zhan Meixiang was in a daze again, and they were afraid that she had something on her mind, so they pushed Zhan Meixiang's shoulder.
"Still thinking about Concubine De?" Xilan thought that Zhan Meixiang felt that she had no friends and was lonely in her heart, and she just felt some pity, but Zhan Meixiang suddenly said loudly, "Count, it seems that I haven't been to my aunt for a long time!" "
Xilan and Xizi didn't know Zhan Meixiang's aunt, and they didn't understand the true meaning of Zhan Meixiang's words, so they were about to ask, but they saw the little father-in-law next to the concubine hurriedly come to report and say: "Oh no, queen, Concubine De has been beaten fifty boards!" "
"Who beat you?" She guessed who it was, but she still wanted to ask.
"It was sent by Concubine De to beat it, and it seems to have something to do with Niangniang." Her voice grew quieter.
"Something to do with me?" It seems that she needs to go on a run in person, Concubine De is a friend she just decided in her heart that she wants to make, what is the difference between bullying her friend and hitting her in the face, and it is related to herself.
I also thought with my toes, it must be that Concubine Nade has the wrong tendon again. If you can't deal with yourself, you will deal with those who are close to you.
She hurried to Concubine De's dormitory with her two palace maids.
"How's the situation with Concubine De?" Zhan Meixiang came to the door of Concubine De's bedroom, intercepted a familiar little palace maid, and asked with concern.
The palace maid glanced at Zhan Meixiang, and didn't speak, just lowered her head and kept crying, which disturbed Zhan Meixiang's heart for a while: At the critical moment, she actually met a crying bag who couldn't speak?
Zhan Meixiang saw that the palace maid couldn't say anything, so she pushed the door and entered Concubine De's room.
When the subordinates in Concubine De's room saw Zhan Meixiang coming, they hurriedly put down the work in their hands, and knelt down to greet Zhan Meixiang with tears in their eyes. Zhan Meixiang motioned for them to hurry up and not disturb Concubine De's rest.
Zhan Meixiang walked to Concubine De's bed in two steps and looked at her with concern.
At this moment, Concubine De's eyes were closed, her face was pale, her brows were tightly locked, and her forehead was full of beads of sweat. Seeing Concubine De weak like this, Zhan Meixiang couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, she was originally a good person, and she was talking and laughing with herself before, but in a blink of an eye, she was lying in front of the bed and her life and death were uncertain. Unconsciously, tears fell out of his eyes: "Sister, you must get better." "
Zhan Meixiang took Concubine De's hand, for the first time she hated Concubine Sun so much, she thought that she usually did something stupid that no one understood, but now she dared to beat someone!
"Now these neurological patients are getting more and more rampant!" Zhan Meixiang complained with tears in her eyes.
"What......" Xizi didn't know that Weishenme Zhan Meixiang could also say inexplicable things at a critical moment, it seems that she is not funny, it is really strange.
Xizi didn't know that in Zhan Meixiang's opinion, the palace was the headquarters of the Neurological Hospital at all, and there were all kinds of neuropathy locked up in it, of course, she herself was a normal person. But how can a normal person get along with neuropathy for a long time! Of course you have to run away! But the top priority is......
"The emperor has arrived!" The voice outside sounded, Zhan Meixiang came back to her senses, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and got up to greet Dongfang Che.