"Who is the little master of Yun Qingling?" Aunt Xue's sharp eyes swept over everyone, so majestic that the chirping show girl immediately shut up.

Yun Qingyuan pushed Tao Zhiyuan and signaled her to hurry up and get rewarded, but Tao Zhiyuan was unwilling to move, blaming that Yang Zizhen, it was really harmful!

Aunt Xue saw that no one stepped forward, her eyebrows were slightly angry, she was a celebrity around the Queen Mother, who in the harem did not give her three points of face, now she is just a show girl with such a big shelf, then the Queen Mother promoted her in the future, and there is no one in her eyes? !

"Little Lord Qingling, don't be happy, come forward and thank the Queen Mother for her grace." Aunt Zhang said eagerly.

Tao Zhiyuan was helpless, and walked forward and knelt down.

Aunt Xue motioned to the palace maid behind her to step forward, and handed the tray in her hand to Tao Zhiyuan, there was a set of jewelry on the tray, including Jin Bu Shao, bracelets, necklaces, etc., and said: "This is the Queen Mother's special order to build the treasure house, the little master is so beautiful, on the day of the election, he will be able to dominate the audience and take the lead first!" ”

This remark surprised everyone in the audience, isn't this the Queen Mother already explicitly promoting her? With the support of the Queen Mother, wouldn't it be like a fish in water in the palace in the future? !

"Thank you for the grace of the Queen Mother!" Tao Zhiyuan held the tray with a gloomy expression, how could even the Queen Mother pay attention to her, how should this be good.

Zhou Luying looked at Aunt Xue from the back of the crowd, her hands kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, the Queen Mother's plan was to test Tao Zhiyuan's ability, but I don't know if she can pass this hurdle.

Qin Peihan looked at Tao Zhiyuan coldly, her eyes were fierce, she would never do what Tao Zhiyuan wanted!

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After spending the last day of training in hesitation and worry, Tao Zhiyuan was physically and mentally exhausted.

Although Yun Qingyuan and Zhou Luying are taking care of them, they are still worried. During this period, Aunt Zhang was also very kind to her, not a slave to flatter her master, but to feel warm like a mother.

According to Aunt Zhang, she entered the palace at the age of thirteen and has always been a rough palace maid until she was ready to leave the palace at full age, when she was assigned to serve a favored concubine. She could have left the palace, but she didn't leave the palace because she was reluctant to leave the concubine who was good to her.

But with the death of the first emperor, everything disappeared, the concubine had no heirs, so she had to become a monk to guard the spirit of the first emperor, and Aunt Zhang has always been tolerant of others, and others in the palace also gave her a little thin face, although she was called a slave, but she lived better than some masters.

Aunt Zhang only said in the end: "I will always remember the master who treated me well, that is the best memory." ”

This is the story of Aunt Zhang.

In fact, everyone in the harem has a story, but it's just a small member, and no one wants to know at all.

At this time, not long after dinner, Tao Zhiyuan did not think about what kind of outfit she would want tomorrow to attract attention like other show girls, she went out of Mujing Palace and secretly walked to Piaoxue Lake.

The lake is beautiful, with small white flowers planted on the shore, and when the wind blows, the white petals are blown into the lake, just like snow.

She thought about it for a long time, but she still felt that the most old-fashioned method was best, and that was to get sick. She made up her mind and wanted to jump on her feet.

"Little Master Qingling, what are you doing?!" Aunt Zhang hurriedly walked out from behind a tree, if she hadn't seen Tao Zhiyuan sneaky and followed her just now, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to stop it.

Tao Zhiyuan was startled, and saw Aunt Zhang rushing over, pulling herself back, and kept reading in her mouth: "Little master, what do you have to seek death?" ”

Tao Zhiyuan smiled bitterly, but it was misunderstood.

Aunt Zhang saw her smiling, puzzled, and asked, "Little master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Tao Zhiyuan hurriedly waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Then why seek death?"

"I know how to swim."

Aunt Zhang looked at Tao Zhiyuan, and suddenly realized: "Little master, do you want to make yourself sick and don't want to be elected?" ”

Tao Zhiyuan nodded and said, "I am really helpless to enter the palace, in fact, I already have someone I like, and I really can't melt others in my heart." ”

"The little master's idea is also good, the virtuous concubine Niangniang relies on her mother's power to dominate the harem, but the queen is cowardly by nature and can't contain the virtuous concubine, the slave guesses that the queen mother is the little master in the phase, and wants the little master to help the queen.

Seeing that Aunt Zhang seemed to support her, Tao Zhiyuan immediately raised her eyebrows and asked, "Can that aunt let me go?" I need to hurry. ”

"The little master has already made a lot of enemies, isn't there any other way?" Aunt Zhang said, "Two days ago, the little master of Peihan showed favor to the slave maid and asked the slave maid to give her medicine that can make people fever, and the slave and maid knew what tricks she was playing at that time, so she did not agree, and now it seems that the slave and maid are going to accept her ingot of silver." ”

"That's too much trouble, isn't it?"

"Little master, the Queen Mother has set her sights on you, how can she not know what you have done, so let's borrow someone else's hand." Aunt Zhang reminded Tao Zhiyuan, "The little master can't participate in the general election tomorrow, so he can only be named a girl of the eighth grade, and the taste is low, and the little master can rest assured." ”

"That's annoying Aunt Zhang." Tao Zhiyuan suddenly remembered the day of embroidery, "I don't know if he still remembers my ......"

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A bowl of mung bean syrup made Tao Zhiyuan sleepless all night.

She tossed and turned in bed, only to feel a splitting headache, and her body seemed to be burning with fire, which made her very uncomfortable.

Thinking of the face that Qin Peihan sent sugar water at night, she couldn't help but want to vomit, if Qin Peihan was in modern times, she would definitely be able to be a movie queen.

It was already slightly bright, and Tao Zhiyuan guessed that the hour was almost up, and suddenly heard someone knocking lightly at the door: "Little master, it's time to get up." ”

Tao Zhiyuan heard that it was Yingmeng's voice, so she simply closed her eyes and let her shout outside.

Yingmeng shouted a few more times, and when she saw that there was no response, she pushed open the door and came in, she saw that Tao Zhiyuan was still lying on the bed, and her face was flushed, and her forehead was full of beads of sweat, she was taken aback, and hurriedly walked over, probed her forehead, and found that it was very hot!

"Oops! Why is it so hot?! Yingmeng hurriedly walked out, Tao Zhiyuan just wanted to open her eyes to take a look, when she heard a voice outside, she immediately didn't dare to move.

"Aunt Zhang, how is this good? It's election day. ”

"Alas, this is providence, I have already asked the imperial doctor, let's see what the imperial doctor says."

Aunt Zhang walked in and sighed in her heart when she saw Tao Zhiyuan being sick and confused.

"Little Lord, what do you think?" Aunt Zhang asked.

Tao Zhiyuan raised her eyes, looked at Aunt Zhang in a daze, and whispered, "Aunt Zhang, I'm so uncomfortable." ”

"Don't get in the way, when the imperial doctor comes, it'll be fine." Aunt Zhang patted Tao Zhiyuan's hand and signaled that she could rest assured.

"Sister, how are you?" Yun Qingyuan heard her voice before she arrived, and soon she walked into the room, followed by Zhou Luying and Qin Peihan.

Tao Zhiyuan didn't answer, so Aunt Zhang said: "The little master of Qingling has a fever, and the fever can't go away for a while, so the slave can only report the illness to the little master." ”