Qin Mo looked at his little master with some concern, and reached out to take away her empty teacup.

"Is the little master ready to compete for favor?"

Ning Yurong's previous plan was to lie dormant first and wait for the best opportunity. But now that the queen threw an olive branch to her, she couldn't refuse, she could only change her plan.

"Well, let's take out the things we prepared from today."

She spoke lightly, but her eyes fell on the gorgeous flowers blooming in the yard.

Qin Mo respectfully accepted the order, bowed and retreated. She understands the character of the little master, and has always been a calm and thoughtful person.

Ning Yurong got up, came to the window and reached out to touch the green plants placed on the windowsill, the emerald green leaves showed vitality.

She had seen the emperor from afar a few times, and although she couldn't see her face clearly, those eyes gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity. I always think I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

The lips were slightly hooked, and a light smile was pulled, how could she have ever seen the emperor.

In Changle Palace, Lin Jiaojiao sent the emperor away, and she didn't turn around and go back to the inner hall until the emperor's figure disappeared in front of her.

Sitting lazily in the chaise longue, she propped her chin with one hand. A pair of cat's eyes carefully looked at the little palace maid kneeling on the ground, although she knelt there, her waist was straight.

With a beautiful goose egg face, distant mountain eyebrows, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, she is really a little beauty.

The dog emperor is a real hammer, and even the maid of the tea palace is a little beauty. When she was bored, she observed that whether it was a little eunuch or a palace maid, the appearance of the people who served in front of the palace was not bad.

"Xuanle, this palace will ask you to come to Changle Palace from the palace, do you want to? If you don't want to, this palace will send you back. ”

When Xuanle heard Lin Guifei's words, she immediately spoke respectfully: "The slave maid is not unwilling, now the slave maid is the palace maid of Changle Palace, and her life is the mother's." ”

She no longer has a family, and after entering the palace as a slave, she was lucky enough to be transferred to the royal front. She didn't have the heart to climb the dragon bed, she just wanted to do her part, and when she was released from the palace when she was old in a few years, the money she saved now was enough for her to do some small business.

But she didn't expect that she would be asked to come to Changle Palace by Concubine Lin. Become a palace maid by the master's side, whether you can leave the palace or not depends on the master's meaning.

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes were lazy, and after hearing her words, she stared at her carefully for a while, and then opened her mouth softly.

"You follow the first rain first, and she will tell you the rules of Changle Palace." She covered the corners of her mouth and yawned delicately: "Okay, you can step down." Hongu is a little tired and needs to take a nap. ”

Xuanle retreated with Chu Yu, and listened to Chu Yu talk about the rules of Changle Palace.

In the dormitory, Lin Jiaojiao helped Chu Xue's hand and lay on the couch: "Someone asks, can the affairs of Lin Mo's family be dealt with?" If it's done, it's time to come back. ”

Although the first rain is capable, they are not as stable and sophisticated as Lin Mo.

"Yes, the slave will send a letter to Lin Mo."

When Lin Jiaojiao woke up from a nap, she was a little surprised to receive the news that the queen had sent a Luan Feng hairpin to Ning Meiren. The queen is so openly wooing Ning Meiren, isn't she afraid that the emperor will not like Ning Meiren because of this?

What this dog emperor doesn't like the most is the gangs and factions between the harem concubines, of course, this gangs are essential, but most of them are done in private.

This is not quite the work of the queen.