Feng Hang said goodbye and left the Donghai Palace, got into his carriage but saw the girl who had just made tea for herself sitting in the car, she saw Feng Hang come in, obviously a little scared, shrunk in a corner of the car, and still did not forget to give Feng Hang a simple salute.

Feng Hang frowned slightly, bowed slightly to the girl, and then withdrew from the car, greeting the coachman who was beside the horse what was going on, and the coachman replied respectfully: "It was a gift from the palace to Mr. ”

Feng Hangfu got into the car again, lifted the curtain on the window first, and then said to the girl who looked young: "Presumably there is some misunderstanding between me and the prince, I will let the girl go back to the palace." ”

After Feng Hang finished speaking, he was about to get out of the car, but the girl hurriedly stopped Feng Hang and said, "Since the slave family has already gotten into Mr.'s car, it is Mr.'s person, and please don't dislike the slave family's humble status." ”

"The girl is serious, the girl is a person in the palace, and I am a cloth artist, I don't say anything long, and I often wander outside, the girl does not dislike sitting in my car that can neither block the wind nor the rain, I am afraid that I will be wronged by the girl." Feng Hang paused and said, "Besides, I've never been alone, and I'm really not used to being alone." ”

When the girl heard this, she actually got up and knelt down in front of Feng Hang, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already red, and she opened her mouth to speak, and her voice was also choked: "The slave family entered the palace at the age of six, and the first thing that the grandmothers taught was that the tea girl could only enter the door of the palace once in her life, but once she was sent out, there was no possibility of going back." The slave family has been in the palace for nearly ten years, and I have seen many sisters leave, but there has never been a person who has been returned, Mr. drove me out of the car, don't say that the slave family can not go back to the palace, that is, go back, and there is no place to stay. ”

When Feng Hang heard this, he was irritable in his heart, thinking that this Sima Yue was really a domineering person, domineering to the people in the house, and also domineering to him as a guest, and now that the person was already in the car, although he had put more effort into opening the shelter on the car so that the people outside could see the situation in the car and hear the sound of conversation in the car, but listening to the meaning of this girl, it was useless, he had to take her away.

Feng Hang was helpless, put down the curtain, and ordered the coachman to drive away from the East China Sea Palace. Along the way, Feng Hang sat in the car, and the girl squatted and shrunk by the side of the door, at first she hung her head and didn't dare to look at Feng Hang, and then Xu was attracted by the lively sound outside the car, she tilted her head and looked in the direction of the window, the window was equipped with a curtain, and the curtain floated up from time to time with the shaking of the carriage, and the girl tried to look out through the crack under the curtain, showing a trace of curiosity and a happy expression on her face.

Feng Hang was attracted by the girl's movements, he stared at her for a moment, and then reached out to lift the curtain. The girl glanced at Feng Hang a little timidly, and saw that his eyes were also looking out of the window, so she changed to a slightly more comfortable posture and looked out generously.

She has never been out of the palace since she was six years old, and she retains only a vague memory of the scene outside, the street market outside is quite lively, the street is full of hawkers shouting all kinds of trumpets to attract customers, and among the pedestrians who come and go, there are neatly dressed scholars with good manners, there are also women with simple clothes and anxious faces, and there is no lack of children running before and after, bouncing and jumping. The girl looked at everything greedily, completely ignoring Feng Hang, whose brows were getting tighter and tighter in the car.

"What's your name?" Feng Hang suddenly asked, obviously the girl was focused on the scene outside the car, completely ignoring him in the car, Feng Hang shook his head, and simply lowered the curtain again, this action first startled the girl, and then reminded the girl of where she was, she obediently retracted to the side of the car door, and knelt upright. Feng Hang asked again: "What's your name?" ”

"The slave is called Luming." The girl bowed slightly.

"Who gave you a name?" Feng Hang asked again.

"All tea girls enter the mansion, and they are all given names by the prince." The girl said again.

Feng Hang sneered twice, Lu Ming is taken from the "Book of Songs", which is the "Book of Songs. The first article of "Xiaoya", all of which are three, are all about the banquet and drinking, the whole article is filled with a joyful atmosphere, all of which are the scenes of the guests and the host at the banquet and happiness, the king of the East China Sea is quite satisfied with his preference for banqueting guests, and the habit of making friends with people from all over the world is quite satisfied, and the name of the tea girl who is kept in the house at any time as a gift is also so unshy about it.

Feng Hang didn't speak again, and the girl named Lu Ming didn't dare to move anymore, she knelt and motionless honestly, even in this swaying car, she would adjust her deviated body shape as soon as possible, and try to maintain a straight kneeling posture, as if the girl who was curious about the outside just now had changed at this time.

Feng Hang sighed, after all, this is still a child, even if he is well-trained in the mansion, he still has a child's heart. Dancing Chinese

"How old are you?" Feng Hang asked again.

"The slave is fifteen." Lu Ming hurriedly replied.

The car shook violently, and Feng Hang raised his hand: "Don't kneel yet, after all, I am also a cloth artist, and I am not used to receiving these courtesies, so get up and sit." ”

Lu Ming looked around, the car was not big, the space in the car was cramped, and there was only the position where Feng Hang was sitting, she simply changed her kneeling posture to a sitting position, and still sat by the door, at this time, the follow-up reaction of squatting and kneeling at first got up, her legs were numb, which made her extremely uncomfortable, she frowned and quietly rubbed her legs, this rubbing was even more uncomfortable, she couldn't help but "ouch".

Feng Hang looked at Lu Ming, and laughed somehow, fifteen years old is indeed a half-old child, that year Yang Xianrong entered the palace is the same age as her now, obviously her mind is still immature, but she has become the mother of a country, and she has to use her thin shoulders to shoulder a responsibility that does not belong to her. Xu is because of the relationship between Yang Xianrong, Feng Hang is not as disgusted with Lu Ming as he was when they first met, since the person is already in his car, he has to arrange a way out for others.

"What I just said is not to fool you." When Lu Ming's legs looked comfortable, Feng Hang opened his mouth, and his tone was not as stiff as before, "I have no fixed residence, it is impossible to take a girl with me, although my Feng family is not a big family, it can still be called a solid family, and there is still a niece in the boudoir at home, if you don't dislike it, go and be a girl for her, and when she comes out of the cabinet, you can either be a dowry girl, or ask the housewife to be the master and choose a suitable Langjun, and go to live an ordinary life." ”

Lu Ming was stunned, quickly knelt down again, kowtowed to Feng Hang three times in a row, and said, "Since I am already a gentleman's person, I will follow him wherever he goes." ”

Feng Hang was unhappy again, thinking that the two ways out he just mentioned were not satisfactory to Lu Ming, in the final analysis, she was also a tea girl from the palace, if she didn't follow Feng Hang, it was possible to be a concubine for the businessman or official, and it was inevitable that she would have no worries about food and clothing in the second half of her life, even if she was not sent out, she would be able to choose a decent person in the palace in the future, and she would not be worried, so now let her follow the young lady of the Feng family to make a room for an unknown man, or even marry a vulgar subordinate, of course she is unwilling. Feng Hang, although he has no grade, but the name of the national teacher is personally sealed by His Majesty today, and following him, he has always lived up to her name as the tea lady of the palace. Although Feng Hang could understand Lu Ming's thoughts, he didn't like such thoughts, and kept saying that he was the master, but he didn't accept his arrangement, and he only wanted to climb the high branches, which was really far from his dedication to his disciples.

Feng Hang's sinking face made Lu Ming a little afraid, and soon her eyes were filled with tears, she grabbed the hem of Feng Hang's robe, and tears flowed out.

"Since you have confessed me to be Lord, submit to my arrangement." Feng Hang hardened his heart and said, "Although I am not talented, I always know some things to touch the bones, you have a good face, but the bone image is not good, there is no rich and noble life in this life, if you don't want to climb the high branches, I am afraid that there will be no good end." ”

"The slave family doesn't want to climb the high branches." Lu Ming choked up and said: "It's just that the slave maid thinks that Mr. is a gentle person, although the slave maid is a tea girl in the palace, but in the process of learning tea, the slightest mistake will be beaten and punished, the slave maid never asks for great wealth and wealth, just want to live that fearful life in the future." The slave and the maid will not meet, but the slave and the maid know that Mr. is a good person, as long as the gentleman lets the slave and the maid follow you, it doesn't matter whether the slave or maid marries in the future or not, just do their best, be a cow and a horse and serve Mr. alone. ”

Feng Hang reminded himself that he couldn't be soft-hearted again, but he still believed Lu Ming's words, he sighed, and said, "Okay, I'll stay in the East China Sea for a few days, and you'll talk about it later." ”

Hearing Feng Hang's relief, Lu Ming let out a long sigh of relief, she let go of the hand that was gripping Feng Hang's robe, sat down again, and looked at him carefully. Although Feng Hang had no expression on his face, and he looked cold when he talked to her, he didn't know why, in Lu Ming's heart, he was a gentle and good person, which made her feel relaxed when she had been in a tense state for the past ten years.

"What do you see me doing?" Feng Hang closed his eyes, frowned slightly, but said in his mouth: "It's very lively outside, much better than my face." ”

Lu Ming's face turned red all of a sudden, she moved to the window, picked up the corner of the curtain with her hand, and looked out quietly. Feng Hang opened his eyes and looked at this girl, and sighed in his heart, the task that came out had not yet been completed, but he had found trouble for himself first, he didn't know what to do with this girl, he thought of Yang Xianrong, maybe she was willing to send her to the palace, after all, it was the palace, and the conditions for choosing a son-in-law in the future could be better than the palace, she should be willing.

The palace, why does he know every girl in her prime can't escape the fate of entering the palace?