Chapter X
"I arranged it here, and three groups of guards were arranged to guard in turn, and the martial arts foundation was still good. The servants in the house are also serious official slaves, and their family backgrounds are clear. Songhe introduced.
"Why are people with clear family backgrounds slaves?" Alain whispered.
Songhe glanced sideways at the child on her chest slightly, and her black hair was tied behind her head with a blue headband.
Without embellishment, there is not even a flower hairpin. The bangs are neatly combed to cover the full forehead. Such a clean girl, Songhe suddenly felt a little pity.
"This is not the Bone Fu Temple. It is part of the Royal Palace. Songhe suddenly said in a cold voice, "Even the children of slaves are slaves after all." All life and all life are slaves. Especially the officer
House slaves, unless they do something earth-shattering. Otherwise, he will be in the palace for the rest of his life, as a minion. ”
Alain seemed to be frightened by the sudden change of face. Silently followed, heading to the backyard.
After walking for about half a cup of tea, Songhe stopped and said, "This is your bedroom." Pointing to the left, he continued, "A few steps behind the tree is your study, and there is a path in the middle to the thatched house." Each room here is connected by a corridor, so you don't have to worry about getting wet if it rains. ”
With that, he led Alain into the bedroom and pressed Alain to the dresser, and then two maids came over and made a gesture to untie Alain's headband. "Don't move." Songhe said softly to Alan who wanted to dodge, "The etiquette still has to be observed, and you can't enter the palace in this way." Don't be afraid, these maids are very good at their craft, and they will definitely be able to dress the princess beautifully. ”
He turned around and opened the large wardrobe as wide as a bed, which was full of all kinds of dresses that filled Lang's eyes, and said to Alan with a smile: "I have prepared the clothes for you, I don't know what style you like, so I made a little bit." When you enter the palace today, you will wear a suit. ”
Songhe took out a set of light blue skirts from inside, and the maids on the side immediately took it, and immediately other maids greeted them and spread out their clothes. It is said to be light blue, but it is actually a little greenish, the cuffs are narrow sleeves, and there is a separate gauze on the outside. Songhe gestured and said to the maid beside Alain, "Make a matching makeup and hairstyle." Be quick. ”
The maid took the order, and broke Alain's head back to the dresser. Songhe walked over and stood by the dresser, and suddenly said to Alain, "The people in this room can use it." Three groups of guards on the outside can be used. ”
Alain's heart trembled.
"It is natural that the queen does not like you, after all, your mother is the woman who almost took her throne. But rest assured, the queen is not your enemy. The imperial concubine is. Songhe raised his hand, and the maid went to close the door. Songhe then said, "The emperor will not make a move against you. You can get affection from him, feel a little bit of father-daughter affection, but never forget that he is an emperor. ”
"I'll give you a few pieces of advice, first, I don't know if a woman is virtuous, but she can sometimes save her life. Second, if you're curious, make sure you have the capacity to live with the consequences before you know the truth. Third, don't trust others easily. Fourth, rely on yourself, always, and ever, and don't put your hope on others. Songhe showed a reassuring smile, winked at Alain, and asked, "Is there any problem?" I can answer selectively. ”
"I am the emperor's daughter."
"Yes."
"It's not just because the Queen Mother misses me."
Songhe raised his eyebrows and did not speak, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
"The Empress and the Imperial Concubine have a conflict of interest."
"Obviously."
"The queen won't hurt me."
"Hmm."
"But it won't help me."
Although it is a question, every sentence is a statement. The thin tone and glutinous voice were full of affirmation. The smile on Songhe's face deepened.
"What else can you guess?" Songhe couldn't help but ask.