The courtyard where the eldest princess lives is the largest and most beautiful place in the house, the white bird Zhu Lotus in summer draws the radial, and the red bridge is seen in the shadow of the weeping poplar. In winter, the Luofu fairy is drunk with the spring breeze, and the jade bone ice muscle halo is light red. The fragrance is inexhaustible, and a few times in the clouds.

"I don't know why the eldest princess summoned the slave." When people go in, they always need to change into the soft shoes they bring with them before they can enter, for fear that the shoes they wore when they came here will bring dust and pollute the floor inside.

The bead curtains carved from pink and white pearls and white jade will always collide with each other inadvertently when people lift the curtains and walk around, making a slight sound.

He Dangli knelt down from the peony golden silk mahogany screen, his eyes half drooping.

"Could it be that if there is nothing to do in the palace, you can't summon the flower slave to come?" doesn't answer the rhetorical question, revealing a bit of rare gloom.

"That's not what the slave meant, and ask the princess for forgiveness." It is true that as He Dangli said, sometimes after kneeling for a long time, even the kneecaps are weak.

"What do you mean by the flower slave, I don't want to tell you about it to this palace." The sudden increase in volume made He Dangli, who was kneeling on the ground, sweat ripple on his back, and he was so frightened that he even bit the tip of his tongue, and tasted the strong smell of iron embroidery.

"Slave... Slave naturally doesn't mean this, just because the slave is a dog raised by Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and since it is a dog, naturally whenever the master is in the mood, he can always tease him. And as a dog, the slave naturally has to please the master all the time.... He Dangli only felt as if he was about to bite off his tongue and didn't know what he was going to say, so he could only bow his head and kowtow.

Sweat stains had already oozed from her palms, and the slippery wet/moist feeling that she couldn't even grasp things tightly made her deliberately hold her breath for no reason.

"Tsk, Hua Nu's mouth is used to saying something that pleases the palace, and the palace is not the kind of person who likes to hide and make people guess." Having said that, when he spoke, he couldn't help but pause for half a sentence, and only then did his red lips raise slightly, revealing a slightly cruel smile, and said; "That's right, tomorrow the noble man said that he would send someone to pick you up and take you to the Lingnan area for a period of summer, and the flower slave was happy."

The breeze wafts in through the half-open carved mahogany window lattice, with the elegant fragrance of summer lotus.

"Can the slave refuse?" She didn't think about it for too long, but shook her head and refused when the other party's words fell, her eyes were full of dead ashes, and she was more afraid of being unable to compete for half a point.

She knew that it was impossible to succeed, but she still wanted to fight for herself, even if the chances were slim to none. But only if you have tried, in the end you will still fail to be a few points better than the beginning, without resistance, let others slaughter.

What's more, she is a person, not a casual gift.

She absolutely, absolutely never left the princess's mansion for half a step. Because in the state where she has not yet half of her self-protection, if she goes outside, even if something happens, she has no ability to protect herself, she does not allow it, she will never allow it.

"The slave doesn't want to leave the eldest princess's mansion, let alone the eldest princess, the slave is the eldest princess's dog, so naturally he has to come to the eldest princess every day to make her funny, so that the eldest princess can smile, and the slave dog feels that someone has the motivation to survive. But if the eldest princess no longer needs the slave dog, the slave really doesn't know what to do. The other side kowtowed to the head, and the sound was so dull that it sounded like summer thunder.

"Really?" The eldest princess An Hui gently shook the peony lady red plum fan in her hand, and the tail note rose slightly, with a tough tone that could not be stopped; "But the palace has already made an agreement with someone."

"Flower slaves need to know that they must be trustworthy in their words, and they should not break their promises and gain weight. The main palace is a little tired. With a fluttering sentence, she had already been sentenced to death, and she had not even given half a point for the strength of her futile struggle.

Saying that, he was already a little impatient and gave an eviction order, and he was sure that the matter would be settled and not allowed to be changed.

"Slave retirement." In just three words, I don't know how much bitterness and embarrassment I swallowed, and my eyebrows and eyes were half-drooping, covering the dark color of dead ashes.

She didn't know how she walked back, her steps were as heavy as a thousand pounds, her throat was blocked, and even the previous sentence weighed her breathless.

Today's weather seems to be extremely cold, and even the sun can't warm her heart for half a minute.

Even if, when the sky was slightly bright, He Dangli, dressed in men's clothes and dressed as a small yellow door, was still forcibly stuffed into a sedan chair, and was even fed unknown drugs in his mouth.

She didn't know what was waiting for her? Who is the noble man he is talking about?

Even in the short distance, in order to prevent her from escaping, those people don't know how many people were arranged openly and secretly. is even more threatening, if she really dares to have the heart to escape, don't blame the tomb in the west of the city.

He Dangli didn't know whether to laugh at them or laugh at himself, could it be that they forgot that the shore of the land was not the imperial land. What's more, she is still a black household, a black household who can't even get out of the city gate.

Speaking of escaping, where can she flee to? Her son-in-law is still here.

What's more, now she has a roof for eating, drinking, and shelter from the wind and rain, and someone has sent a master to teach her martial arts, where else can she find such a good place in the world. What's more, if you want to gain something, you must pay something, which is an eternal truth.

It's just that she doesn't like this kind of weak person who is so weak that she doesn't even have a choice for her fate and future, she, why should she leave, she deserves better.

For example, freedom, and being able to live a little like a person.

With his head bowed, the tips of his shoes kicked the small stones at his feet from time to time, and he followed an old yellow gate at the gate of the vermilion city wall with a low brow, waiting for the first rays of the morning sun to refract through the gray clouds. Standing outside, He Dangli, who was already a little numb in his legs and feet, saw the bronze gate of the Forbidden City open in his eyes with his head lowered.

"You little slave came with us." The old Huangmen, who had left, suddenly came back at some point, with a flattering smile on his face. It was like a layered old chrysanthemum blooming, waving the snow-white dust in his hand and smiling.

"Whoa." Although He Dangli had never been to the palace, he had heard about it a few times in other people's mouths.

I can't help but think of the man who would call her to serve in the courtyard on the first and fifteenth days of every month, and the strange attitude of the eldest princess, everything. It was as if someone had smashed a hammer on her head, making her dizzy, her limbs weak, and her face even pale.

The already pale lips were even more tightly pursed into a straight line at this moment, and the whole person was like a tense bowstring.

She thought it would be unfortunate to fall into the hands of the royal family, but she never thought of becoming a female prostitute. How could the man who messed with him every half a month be Emperor Xianzong, who was rumored to be in Jinling, with a great talent for governing the country with Wen Taowu and Wu strategy. The upper and lower tooth sockets bite hard and do not loosen, and the well-trimmed pink nails are even more sunk into the soft/flesh of the palm.

She felt that everything that was happening at this moment was too dramatic, and it should be ridiculous.

He Dangli couldn't remember how he was hidden in the bright yellow dragon sedan chair at the front in a daze, and he only remembered that his mind was full of paste and nightmares that couldn't be driven away no matter what, and his temples were already wet, and even his back was already wet with cold sweat.

She thought she would one day escape the cage, but one day, someone told her that she wouldn't be able to escape even half a step from the cage even if she died.

Soon, a person came up in the sedan chair, and the tip of her nose was once again filled with the unique ambergris on the man's body, which brought back her somewhat chaotic soul. He Dangli knew who the man who was coming, so he became more and more frightened, his eyes tightened, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the cushion under him.

"The flower slave is afraid of me." Cui Lan never expected to receive such a big surprise early this morning.

Obviously, Sister Ah rejected him with righteous words that day, who would have thought that the surprise would come so suddenly. He thought that he would not see this villain for two months, but who knew that he would go to the summer resort with him at this moment.

At that time, he was hiding in the golden house, wouldn't it be a beautiful word to speak of, and even the gloomy aura that had been coiling between his eyebrows for days was now a little dissipated.

He Dangli didn't know what he meant, but he subconsciously shook his head, and his small body shrank uncontrollably, and the psychology of being afraid of men turned into a real one after learning his true identity.

But the space in this sedan chair is not large, even if she wants to hide, where can she hide.

Cui Lan was in a good mood today, and he didn't care about her little resistance, and even his eyebrows were smiling at the moment. Lifting the bright yellow gauze curtain that shaded the light, he realized that Xu was about to get up from the sedan chair, and he looked at this little person, and his mind began to be a little more active for some reason.

"Flower slave come here." He stretched out his hand and beckoned to the man who had almost curled his whole body into a small black dot.

He Dangli didn't know why, his heart trembled, and even his fingertips were trembling. No matter how much it resisted, the body honestly approached the past.

"Childe." The delicate pink lips as pink as peach blossom squirmed restlessly, a cold sweat on the tip of the nose slid down, dripping down the chin, and finally slowly disappeared into the dark placket, the two hands were nervous and helpless intertwined, and the muscles above and below the mixed body were stiff.

"The flower slave doesn't need to be afraid of Lonely, as long as you remember that Lone won't hurt the flower slave." The knobby hand gently lifted a few strands of green silk from her sideburns and pinned them behind her ears.

"Hua Nu has been close to Gu Gu no less than ten times, Hua Nu is still afraid of something, don't you believe that Gu will be good to you." The slightly lightened tone is ambiguous like the ear and sideburns grinding between lovers.

The outer pants, which were already on the wide side, were only loosened by such a slight pull, but fortunately, the underwear and outer robe were too long, covering the leakage of spring light. But He Dangli could still clearly hear the man's throat rolling, swallowing saliva, and the dull and suppressed laughter.

Anyone can say nice things, but if you can't do it, that's another matter.

"Sit down." The tone of seductive is like seducing the little white rabbit who doesn't understand the sinister of others at all, and swallows it one bite at a time.

Cui Lan is sometimes annoyed that she is stupid and ignorant, but on the other hand, she always thinks that it is good for her to be emotionally dull and stupid.

"Slave obedience." The sudden tearing made her eyes ooze psychological tears uncontrollably, not to mention that the other party was not comfortable.

"Relax, don't be nervous."

"Slave hurts." He Dangli was so painful that his fingers pinched into the man's skin, because it really hurt, and the pain made her uncomfortable.

"Well, it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt soon." Cui Lan sat on his lap and reached out to pull out the moist/slippery things that had been prepared in the dark compartment.

The long line continued to walk, and no one knew what kind of charming and obscene situation was taking place in the curtain.