Wen Jia walked out of Zhou Niangzi's Changchun Pavilion, walked around, thought about Zhou Niangzi's words in his heart, thought about it and returned to the Ningtai Hall where Shu Ning was located, but saw Shu Ning sitting in the main hall, as if waiting for someone.

"See the mother." Although Wenjia was flustered, he had to forcibly calm his mind when he saw that Shuning was here, and he was like a ritual.

"The girl has been busy all day, and now she has a chance to come back." Shu Ning looked at Wen Jia Dao with a smile.

"Niangniang, it's getting late, why don't you rest?" Wen Jia looked at Shu Ning, although he had removed his makeup, he was still upright and neat, and he shouted more and more in his heart.

"Today's daytime, girl, think about it, if it is changed on herself, will she still be able to sleep?" Shu Ning's tone towards these people was always light, as if these people had never had any weight.

"Niangniang, it's all the fault of that Guoyan. Now it has been ascertained, fortunately, the mother is blessed, and the queen mother does not blame you. Wenga replied with a bowed head.

Shu Ning looked at Wen Jia's forcibly calm face, and her heart was extremely disgusted, but it was a pity that she couldn't show anything on her face, she thought about it, and then walked down the phoenix seat in person, supporting Wen Jia, with an extremely affectionate appearance, "Girl, today's matter, I wronged you." I make amends to you. After saying that, Shu Ning bowed his head and bowed his knees, full of sincerity.

"Mother." Wen Jia saw that Shu Ning was like this, so he immediately knelt down, "Niangniang, this is going to torture the slave!" ”

Shu Ning looked full of sincerity, and personally helped Wen Jia, who was kneeling on the ground: "Wrong is wrong, different from status, this is what I should do to the girl." ”

Wenjia was stunned by Shu Ning's actions, and only walked inside in a daze as Shu Ning helped him.

"How many years has the girl been in the palace?"

"Back to His Royal Highness, the slave maid entered the palace at the age of three, and now it has been fifteen years."

"Then how many years have you been serving Your Highness?"

"Since His Highness was ordained at the age of six, slaves and maids have been by His Highness's side, and now it has been twelve years."

"Speaking of which, the girl is really close to His Highness, so counting, only the girl has been with His Highness the longest in the East Palace?" Shu Ning asked very kindly.

"They are all slaves and maids who are fortunate to be able to serve His Highness." Although Wenjia has the intention of showing off, he is still cautious.

"That's no wonder." Shu Ning slowly sat on the bed, and motioned for Wen Jia to sit on the round stool opposite, "It's a pity to be a palace maid with this qualifications and temperament and appearance. ”

"Mother's ......"

"Doesn't the girl want to be His Highness's wife?" Shu Ning looked at Wen Jia with a smile, as if it was just an insignificant conversation.

"Mother, the slave doesn't dare." When Wenjia heard this, he knelt down busily.

"Don't you dare? Does the girl want to be His Highness's chosen attendant? Liangdi? Or the crown princess? ”

"Niangniang, the slave really doesn't dare!" Wen Jia's face was already as pale at the moment, and he just looked at Shu Ning in fear and panic.

"What would you not dare? The dynasty chooses a concubine, and it doesn't pay attention to the family background, just the family background is innocent. If the girl can enter the palace, naturally her family background will not be innocent, why can't she be a prince and concubine? ”

Shu Ning looked at Wen Jia coldly, "Otherwise, girl, how can you hate me so much?" ”

"Niangniang......" Wen Jia couldn't speak at the moment, and could only look at Shu Ning like a demented state, and forcibly squeezed out a few tears in his eyes.

"Didn't the girl see that there was something wrong with my clothes when I was dressing up today? Although you have no intention of harming the palace, you can push the boat down the river, and I'm afraid it's not good. ”

Shu Ning clapped her hands gently, took off the hairpin ring on her head, picked out the most precious one and put it on Wen Jia's head, the corners of her mouth gently outlined a smile, but there was a threat like a wave of smoke and dust, just right, into people's hearts: "But the girl should also understand the truth of both prosperity and loss." If something happened to me, it was His Highness who was involved, or did the girl not even care about His Highness's life and death? ”