The old palace maid breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Shen Mei's cold hand, and said fearfully: "Fusheng is the prince's guard, and when you see him, you have to be like seeing the prince, and the girl is really dead." ”

She patted her chest that was fluctuating because of fear, and her wrinkled face was full of worry, "Miss Shen, let's settle down in the future." ”

Shen Mei looked at the old palace maid and nodded thoughtfully, even Fusheng felt that he was a person who climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, now it's okay, after he said this, who else would help him make so many cups of tea.

Shen Mei was secretly distressed, and after the group of birds and beasts dispersed, the long-faced palace maid ran over, grabbed her clothes and cried, "Miss Shen, didn't you say that the prince would like it, why did the master say that this dance can't get into the eyes of the prince." She complained to Shen Mei while wiping her tears, the makeup she had put on early in the morning was all melted because of her tears, and the rouge tears on her face looked like a funny clown.

"Master Fu is not the prince, how does he know that the prince doesn't like it." Shen Mei was upset and hated.

She walked to the tea and picked up the teacup belonging to Fusheng, it was a warm jade-colored cup, so clear that she saw the tea inside, Shen Mei took a bitter leaf, put it in it, and handed it to the maid who served the water next to her and said: "To the blessed master, this tea is defeated." ”

The maid cautiously passed over, turned to leave, she looked at the maid's figure in the distance, and she couldn't help but snort coldly.

At this time, Fusheng was practicing his sword in the bamboo leaf forest, and the maid handed him tea, he glanced at the dark green tea, and drank it into his mouth without thinking about it, however, he was so fierce that he spit it out again.

This tea is too bitter, he looked at the tea stains on the ground, there was still a residual bitter taste in his mouth, the maid suddenly lowered her head and trembled, and complained to Shen Mei in her heart, "Master, it was Miss Shen who said that this tea was defeated." ”

Defeated the fire, he sneered, and a white porcelain face twitched, what did he do with her fire, the tea that is more bitter than bitter gourd is here to fix him.

Fusheng touched his chin, he had stayed by the prince's side for so many years, he had seen so many girls, but he had never seen her like her.

He held the teacup, saw that there was still a little dark green tea at the bottom of the tea, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and he drank the remaining tea up, and it was a little sweet after the bitterness.

The afternoon sun is just right, shining like gold on the water, and there is a breeze gently blowing across the water, causing slight ripples and layers of tiny waves.

Mu Lingxuan stood near the water, squinted his eyes and looked at the blue pond in the imperial garden as if he was enjoying it, he reached out and took the fish food handed by the palace maid, and threw it into the blue pond casually, with a loud sound, a variety of fish rushed out of the water, grabbing the fish food without giving in.

He looked at a small orange-red fish that didn't grab the fish food, and was swimming around with strings of dried blisters, smiled lightly, and said to Fusheng next to him: "You don't fight, only starvation." ”

And Fusheng stood beside him, his eyes didn't know what he was looking at, and he didn't respond, Mu Lingxuan put the remaining residues in his hand back into the fish food jar and turned his head to look at him.

"Fusheng." He frowned, displeased.

Fusheng came back to his senses and hurriedly responded to him, "That's what the prince said. ”

Mu Lingxuan clapped his hands and asked him rhetorically, "What does this prince say, you can tell me." ”

Fusheng bent down and bowed his head, but did not answer for a long time.

Mu Lingxuan was a little annoyed, and couldn't help but scold, "What's wrong with you lately, you can't betray me like you." ”

As soon as Fusheng heard this, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee and defended himself, "Fusheng has always been loyal to the prince, and he will never betray the prince." ”

Mu Lingxuan looked at the person kneeling at his feet, and just wanted to say something, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the thing on the waist of the palace maid beside him.

He crossed Fusheng and dragged down the things carried by the palace maid, and took a closer look that this was not an ordinary bag, but a red heart, Mu Lingxuan took the things to the palace maid and looked directly at the palace maid in front of him, "What is this?" ”

The palace maid's head was lowered vigorously, and her chin almost touched her neck, several in a row.

"What is this?" Mu Lingxuan looked impatient and raised his voice, because of the strength he used, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

Plopped, the palace maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground all of a sudden, her head hit the ground, there was a heavy muffled sound, her shoulders trembled and trembled, and said: "It was Miss Shen who told the slave maid that it could bring blessings." ”

Shen Mei, Mu Lingxuan thought of that woman, but she didn't expect that she still had time to do this.

"Fusheng, go to the side room." Since she came, there has not been a moment of calm in the entire East Palace, and today, he must drive her out of the palace.

Fusheng hurriedly followed, and he didn't know why he began to worry about Shen Mei in his heart, what was wrong with him, why did he have such emotions.

When he walked to the side room, Mu Lingxuan kicked open the somewhat dilapidated door in annoyance, and saw Shen Mei sitting on the stone table with a blue dress embroidering something.

Hearing the loud noise, she put down the needle and thread in her hand, and looked at the person in disbelief, Mu Lingxuan actually came, she really didn't expect it, but what was the matter with him like this.

Without waiting for Shen Mei to step forward and salute, Mu Lingxuan angrily walked over and took the heart she had put on the table that had not yet been finished, "Shen Mei, do you think that you are sent by the queen and can act recklessly in my East Palace?" ”

Reckless? Why is she reckless, she just wants to embroider a few hearts and give them to those palace maids to help them make tea for herself, otherwise how can she finish it, this is called wanton?

Mu Lingxuan threw the things in his hand to the ground, his eyes were full of anger, "Embroidering things indiscriminately in the palace, the prince can completely beat you to death." ”

Shen Mei looked at Mu Lingxuan, for a long time, a layer of mist floated in her clear eyes, she had done so much for the person in front of her, but he said to himself that he was going to kill himself.

She was aggrieved, desperate, remembering all the past, he asked her to go to the cinema and the result was to help him get the ball, she embroidered his heart for him, he thought she was climbing the dragon and the phoenix, she wanted to get close to him, and now he is going to kill himself.

Shen Mei leaned over, picked up the heart on the ground, and suddenly knelt on the ground, raised her head to look at Mu Lingxuan, tears fell to the ground like beads with broken threads down her cheeks, "Since the prince wants to kill the slave maid, then the slave maid will accept his fate." ”

Mu Lingxuan looked down at her, and originally said that he would be executed with a stick, but he stopped talking.

Her eyes were too sad, this kind of look Mu Lingxuan had never seen in the palace maids who had been executed in the past, most of them were begging for themselves, or hating themselves.

Shen Mei burst into tears, tears splashed on Mu Lingxuan's boots, and suddenly the bright yellow fabric became more distinct, Mu Lingxuan was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw his deceased mother.

That short-lived and gentle woman never knew how to use her heart, and in the end she didn't know who drugged her to death, and she didn't see her father until she died.

Mu Lingxuan still remembered that the mother concubine had been looking to the east before she died, that was where her father lived, she held her hand tightly and kept talking about her father, however, until she died, her father did not look at her.

Mu Lingxuan turned around, no longer looked at Shen Mei, pressed the tears in his eyes, and said as usual as possible, "Fusheng, drive out of the palace after the thirty boards." ”

After speaking, he left quickly, if he didn't die on the thirty boards, he had to be a waste, he couldn't be soft-hearted, and he couldn't be emotional, otherwise he could only end up like his mother, and he didn't know who killed him until he died.