Chapter 337: It turns out that you are such a mother-in-law

The emperor and the empress dowager hugged each other and left.

The palace door of the Pujia Hall closed with a "bang", and the sound of the guards walking outside the door was particularly harsh.

Concubine Hui looked at the palace that was burned beyond recognition, slapped her thigh, and suddenly burst into tears, crying long and short: "What kind of sin did I create in my previous life?" Who provoked whom, and actually hurt me like this behind my back? I can't wash away this sin by jumping into the Yellow River. ”

In the courtyard, no one dared to speak loudly, nor did they dare to persuade, you look at me, I look at you.

Leng Qinghuan tilted his head and quietly admired it for a while, but he didn't expect that his mother-in-law liked to hold a shelf so much, and a noble and arrogant person would cry like this, long and short, like singing, and the lines were not the same for a long time.

That's fine, down to earth.

She didn't pay attention to it, and walked around the Pujia Hall by herself. Although the main hall burned a little fur and did not cause a fire, the smell of being burned by the fire could not be dispersed for a while, and the throat of the people who lived in it would be hoarse. Therefore, you have to start first and find a place to stay.

The main thing is to stay away from the room of this evil mother-in-law.

If you can't afford to provoke, you can always hide.

The main hall of the Pujia Hall sits in the north and faces south, there are five rooms in a row, the east chamber is the side hall, the west chamber is the ear room, it is the sundries storage room and the palace people who have a face.

And this side hall, I heard that it is the original Jinyu's residence, and there is still a lock. Leng Qinghuan felt that he should respond, so he ran to the ear room and chose a clean and elegant room that was still bright, and turned his face and asked the palace people in the courtyard: "Is there anyone living in this room?" ”

The palace man shook his head: "It was originally a sister's room, but she made a mistake and was released from the palace this year, so it has been empty." ”

That's it.

Leng Qinghuan instructed the palace people who answered with him: "Then please clean up and change the bedding." ”

The palace people nodded, and before they could move, Concubine Hui, who was sitting on the ground crying heartbroken, stopped crying and stood up: "This is the slave in my palace, and it is not your turn to call." ”

The palace people immediately paused in embarrassment.

Concubine Hui raised her voice and ordered: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Why don't you hurry up and clean up the main hall for the main palace? Otherwise, how can Hongu rest? ”

Some palace people said in embarrassment: "Concubine Hui, this room is so choked, it doesn't seem like it's good to live, right?" ”

Concubine Hui was originally demoted, so she was aggrieved in her heart, and snorted unhappily: "Where do I live if I don't live in the main hall?" Why, if you are demoted, you are not your master? ”

The Chang'an Dynasty has rules, this concubine barely has a bit of status, and the wedding and funeral can be worshiped by the princes and princesses, and they are called "mother concubine". can be reduced to the position of concubine, not only can he not live in the main hall, but when he sees a princess like Leng Qinghuan who is marrying a bright media, she will kowtow in turn, and her status will plummet, and she will be a maid.

Therefore, it is not suitable for her to live in the main hall, especially Leng Qinghuan, the princess and Niangniang, who are still here.

Concubine Hui was sensitive, so she was a little annoyed, and she refused to take the initiative to move the place.

The palace people dared to talk more, and they hurriedly stepped forward to start cleaning up, and they were choked and coughed one by one.

Concubine Hui glared at Leng Qinghuan angrily, meaning to be angry.

Leng Qinghuan felt that her mother-in-law and Murong Qi were really worthy of being mother and son, and their temperaments and personalities were similar.

Dragged in front of people, hummed and chirped in the back, they all know how to pretend.

I think that when I saw her for the first time, she was so high-minded and serious, and she had a lot of imperial concubines, and she would come to trouble in front of the queen mother. But when he turned his face to face himself, his personality gradually collapsed, and he had no lower limit every time, becoming more and more naΓ―ve, this awkward temper, I am afraid that he is not three years old.

What do you have to worry about her?

Leng Qinghuan directly ordered the guards guarding the door: "Open the door." ”

The guard guarding the door: "The emperor has an order, but there is no will from him." No one in the temple is allowed to go out. ”

"The emperor said that I am not allowed to leave the palace, but I am not allowed to leave the palace?"

It doesn't seem to be.

Therefore, Leng Qinghuan swaggered out under Concubine Hui's envious and hateful eyes, stretched out, took a breath of free air, and then instructed the guards: "I want to find someone to help me do some work, you say, is this thing so good?" ”

The guard looked at the silver ticket in Leng Qinghuan's hand, money can make ghosts grind, of course this thing is good. But! Who dares to take Princess Qi's silver ticket? I heard that the prince of Qi dotes on his wife like his life, and he doesn't even listen to the words of the old lady, who dares to continue, wait for the prince of Qi to come back, and don't pick his skin!

The guards knew each other very well: "This thing is easy to use, but the prestige of the Qi prince is even better in front of our brothers." What is there to live you as you command. ”

Leng Qinghuan was also polite: "It's not tiring, just clean the room." ”

Without the orders of the chief of the guard, a bunch of people immediately volunteered to go in, and the room was cleaned without the effort of tea.

The degree of bedding is even more instructive, there is the face of the happy father-in-law, and the people in the palace are all vying for it, and the bedding made of fine silk and satin is smoked with spices. The palatial brocade bed tent, the tassels shining with gold wire, and the refreshments and snacks in the imperial dining room are all five-star VIP treatment.

Moreover, Leng Qinghuan learned that the road was narrow, and the room where she lived happened to be the room where she and Murong Qi entered the palace for the first time and was responsible for serving tea to herself. With a little trickery on her own, she was expelled from the palace.

It seems that Concubine Hui is still quite strict with her subordinates.

Leng Qinghuan changed into the dress of the palace maid, and after eating and drinking, he set up a chair at the door of the Pujia Palace, and didn't go anywhere, so he set up a dragon gate formation with a group of guards, chatting.

Everyone was in good spirits when they saw her talking and laughing, and they didn't take today's thrilling change to heart.

Leng Qinghuan was secretly scolding her mother.

She's really anxious, if she lets that little girl run away, the world is big, where will she go to fish?

However, after such a long time of pestle at the door, not even a suspicious person was seen. Could it be that no one really cares? Deputy General Yu didn't send someone to secretly communicate with him, and asked if there was an order?

Concubine Hui was not idle in the palace, and after the main hall was cleaned up, the people in the palace didn't know where to find a bunch of gossip mirrors, red cloth strips, peach wood swords or something, and they were hung everywhere in the palace. Especially at the door of the room where he lived, there were also a few yellow talismans left by the Taoist priest Yunqing, which made it demonic in the Pujia Palace.

This really treats her as a demon and a monster.

I don't know, living under the same roof with her, will it scare her so much that she can't sleep? If she weren't Murong Qi's mother, she would definitely add a little excitement to her boring life, play some midnight bells or something.

It wasn't until it was dark and it was time for dinner that Leng Qinghuan turned around and went back tastelessly.

That is, as soon as I entered the room, I heard a slight movement on the windowsill, which seemed to be gently knocking on the window lattice.

Leng Qinghuan suddenly perked up, opened the window, and a black shadow rushed in, the size of a tanuki, which startled her.