"Master, slave and maid, you are now the most favored by the prince in this palace, you and the prince are a pair made in heaven!" The more Xiangluo thought about it, the more excited he became, and said, the prince is the biggest winner of the prince, if the prince ascends the throne, then the master will not be able to become a ......

Looking at Xiangluo who covered her mouth and snickered, Jing's eyebrows moved, and she didn't feel a little dignified, and she was favored, but Xiangluo's words that could not be ignored, "I'm talking nonsense again, how many times have I told you, don't say anything directly, after all, this is not Niu Co Lu Mansion, it is inevitable that some people will pass on some tongues, and if you don't remember for a long time, it will really be a disaster from your mouth!" ”

"What the master taught me is that the slave and maid know that they are wrong." Xiangluo seemed to have been poured a basin of water on his head and face, and his face was slightly red.

"It's good to pay a little more attention. Sometimes the people and things in this house are really not what we think. Because of the events of the past few days, Jing Wu couldn't help but feel a little touched.

Xiangluo lowered his eyebrows and listened to his heart.

"Let's get out." I was in a good mood today, and Jing Wu didn't want to say anything, so she let Xiangluo go out.

Only Shutong was left to serve in the house, and Jing Wu no longer had the heart to read, so she flipped a few pages and co-authored it.

"Master, you're tired of reading, the slave will bring you some delicious snacks to taste." Knowing that the master has a light taste recently, Shutong begged the kitchen lady and learned a few delicious side dishes.

I don't know why, I really don't want to eat greasy fish and meat lately, maybe it's because there are too many things in the palace, which makes her a little tired. From time to time, this emotion is out of control.

Seeing the side dishes brought by Shutong, the verdant and refreshing color, Jing Wu had a little appetite.

"It's all sour side dishes, and eating a little once in a while can adjust your appetite." Shutong stood quietly aside, and saw that the master had a few more chopsticks, looking satisfied.

"Alas, if Xiangluo could be half as calm as you, I wouldn't have to reprimand her, how could the royal family be able to talk casually. Just like today, the prince's reward is a blessing, but if you don't choose to say anything, and the villain makes a big fuss, it will become a disaster. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, as the old saying goes...... "Jing Wu also knows that no one in this palace is more loyal than Xiangluo, but she is more afraid that Xiangluo will have an accident, and when the time comes, if she can't protect her, it will be a disaster for Xiangluo."

Shu Tong naturally understands the master, "Master, Sister Xiangluo has a straightforward temperament, unlike the people in the deep palace mansion who have long been worn out of temperament. Don't be in a hurry, just take your time. ”

"I hope so......"

"By the way, I'm going to pray for the prince later, and you can accompany me when the time comes!" Jing said.

Shu Tong is naturally very willing, but she also has concerns, "Sister Xiangluo-" Shu Tong wanted to speak.

"Let her reflect, it's fine." Jing said casually.

Shutong stopped talking.

Xiangluo outside the door was sturdy when he heard it, and he was angry and annoyed in his heart. I'm angry that I don't have a long memory, but I make the master tired, and I'm annoyed that the master can let Shutong, who hasn't been with her for a few days, accompany him?

The people in the palace, from Fujin to rough maids, are all glorious to live a face. With the reliance, they can still look forward to their days, but this Shutong is just a maid who came to the house to reward casually, compared with her identity as a maid to marry, it is simply incomparable, the master is so favoritistic, attaches importance to Shutong, isn't it clear that other maids make fun of her?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and Xiangluo angrily slapped the rag in his hand.

At this time, the corners of Caiyun's mouth, which was seen from a distance, jumped into a light smile meaningfully.

It was about a pillar of incense, and Shutong opened the curtain and helped Jing Yi to go.

Xiangluo looked at Shutong's back, and he didn't have any thoughts about what to do.

"Oh, Sister Xiangluo, why didn't you go with Sister-in-law Fujin? It's cold and dewy, and you're not used to serving you, right? Caiyun asked, pretending to be puzzled.

Xiangluo was angry, and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Caiyun was not angry, and said with a smile: "Sister, don't be angry, I don't mean anything else, I just can't figure it out, this Shutong has only been with Woo Fujin for a few months, and she can let Maid Fujin take her everywhere, it can be seen how much scheming it takes...... Sister, you are kind, the people in the palace have gone through many battles, and my sister wants to persuade my sister not to be robbed of the limelight. ”

"I'm willing, can you take care of it?" Xiangluo doesn't like to listen to her so much, and can scold her almost every day.

Caiyun was not angry on his face, he had already secretly scolded countless times in his heart, and said viciously in his heart: What are you doing, but you are just a slave who serves others, there are so many intrigues in the palace, I see how long you can last, sooner or later you will be crushed! ”

Although Xiangluo turned around and left, Caiyun's words were like a magic spell, always haunting her ears and heart.

……

As long as there are women, there will be open and secret fights. As long as there is open and secret fighting, there will definitely be some people happy and some worried.

This is especially true in the courtyard of the royal mansion.

Yunzhiyuan, the lights are dim, and there is a sorrow that cannot be touched and seen everywhere, at first Goya was still angry and smashed things, but the prince was ruthless, leaving no room for anything, and even the maids were withdrawn most of them, leaving only two rough maids and Lingge here. Slowly, Goya stopped being-for-tat, locked himself in the house, and refused to come out.

Day and day are not so clear anymore, where is there daylight here?

Goya took a nap for a while, his eyebrows were frowning, the joints of his hands were white, and his body was tense, and he couldn't shout when he wanted to shout.

"Amma!" Startled and covered in a cold sweat, Goya woke up from his dream, looking at the dim lights, full of sadness.

"It's going to be fine, it's going to be okay......" Goya told himself, trying to hide the sight of Amma in his dreams.

"Linggeer!" Goya snapped, and the echo in the empty room seemed so poignant.

Lingge hasn't had a good rest during this time, and almost every night is sleeping in a kimono, because Goya is in a bad mood, even if she is angry during the day, she will torture everyone at night and can't sleep, even so, Lingge is also a broken tooth and swallowed it in her stomach, the master is not thin on her weekdays, and she can't fall into the well at this time. She knows better than anyone the bitterness and grievances in her master's heart.

After coming in in in a hurry, looking at the master with loose hair, pale face, three-dimensional facial features, and even more tired and bloodless, without the delicacy of the past, his heart was sour, "Master, what's wrong?" ”

"You go, you go and ask how Amma is?" After all, she is not at ease, if something happens to Amma, she has no hope.

"But-" Ling Ge's face was embarrassed, the current situation of Yunzhiyuan, where would anyone dare to get close to her, she just wanted to do something, and she didn't know who to find.

Goya naturally knew that the people who had fallen out of favor were indifferent, and he couldn't care about anything, so he went straight to the dresser with his bare feet.

Lingge didn't know what the master was going to do, but it was so cold, she was worried about the master's body, followed behind, and tried to persuade: "Master, you tell the slave what to look for, slave and maid, don't hurt yourself so much, master~~"

"It must be possible, it must be possible!" Goya put all the valuable jewelry into a brocade bag and stuffed it into the bell singer, with red bloodshot eyes, and said with a kind of sadness: "I must inquire about Amma's situation, and if I can give a little, I will send it out, Amma must be short of money and anxious, go quickly, go quickly!" Goya said and pushed the bell song out.

Lingge was helpless and had to nod.

The cotton clothes wrapped in his body couldn't resist the close-fitting cold, and his body and heart were cold, and Ling Ge looked up, only the empty long street and Liao Liao's guards.

"Guards?" Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind.

In the distance, Lingge saw two guards chatting together boredly, and one of them, whom Lingge knew, was Gao Ping.

This guy is a scoundrel, how many gifts did he give before he entered the palace as a guard, and by protecting the safety of the prince once, he gained a foothold in the palace.

On weekdays, Ling Ge can't look down on him even when he lifts his shoes, but because of Gao Ping's scoundrel greed for money, he may help her.

Finally, when Gao Ping was alone, Lingge strengthened his courage, glanced at the front and back, and passed.

Gao Ping took a grass in his mouth, squinted at Lingge's graceful body and walked over, he didn't pluck Lingge before, but he would be spit on before he didn't say a word, disgusted and scolded that the toad wants to eat swan meat, what does this mean today?