Chapter 3 Befriending the Seven Princes

Mu Ling was embarrassed, and the ancient etiquette was inevitably too complicated.

"Are you the maidservant of the new concubine in this cold palace?" Liang Yan didn't blame her for not knowing the etiquette, and laughed softly, "Let's be even!" ”

Mu Ling got up, and now she wants to answer yes or no, this is another difficult question!

It's a pity that God didn't give her a choice, because her maidservant didn't have so many ideas as her, and said bluntly, "Lord Wang, she is my Mu Guiren's mother." ”

While speaking, he also instructed the prince to look at Mu Ling in front of him, for fear that the latter would not understand who she was referring to.

Embarrassed! Two embarrassments in capital letters hung on Mu Ling's face! This kind of thing doesn't seem to have any need to be exposed, anyway, he doesn't know her, just break her identity, why do you want to be like this?

Liang Yan saw that her face changed from white to blue and then to white several colors, and she was stunned, isn't she embarrassed?

"Ahem," by coughing lightly, he successfully covered up the embarrassing situation between the two, Liang Yan said with a smile, "It is rumored that Mu Guiren behaves trickily and is arrogant, and it is a little unworthy of the name when I see it today." ”

Tricky behavior? Flying?

Mu Ling looked at the rim smoke suspiciously, she seemed to have said that the previous master's personality was very good!

Receiving Mu Ling's inquiring gaze, Rim Yan's eyes avoided her gaze and turned to the ground, she just didn't want Niang Niang to sound those unhappy things.

The lowered head in front of her made Mu Ling couldn't help but smile, this girl, I'm afraid I don't want her to think of anything bad!

Then he raised his face and looked at Liang Yan, also chuckled, and joked in his language, "It's much better to be unworthy of the name than to sit down, right?" ”

There was a strange light on his raised face, and Liang Yan was infected by such a smile, "Mu Guiren is really open-minded and real, and he is more interesting than many people in the harem." ”

"What Mu Bumu nobles are, now they are all concubines of Leng now," Mu Ling laughed at himself, then looked at him and said, "Just call me by my name!" My name is Mu Ling. ”

With a woman's sixth sense, Mu Ling intuitively felt that this person had no ill will towards her, and if there was an intersection, it might be of some help for her to leave here in the future.

"That's good," Liang Yan admired her woman's boldness, so she said, "You don't have to call me the prince in private in the future, just call me Ah Yan." ”

"In that way, we're friends."

Mu Ling touched her head a little embarrassed, this was her first friend in ancient times! Although there are some thoughts, but if you think about it carefully, if you are friends with the prince, it will be much more convenient to do something in the palace.

Friend? Liang Yan chewed these two words, as if he hadn't heard such a title for a long, long time, but he didn't expect it to come from the mouth of a sin concubine in a cold palace now.

"Okay," he replied slowly, and found that a warm current surged in his heart, in this deep palace, this is the warmth he has only felt twice.

Seeing that he agreed, Mu Ling suddenly had a feeling that she had caught a golden beetle son-in-law, but she just thought about it, she could only watch from afar, not up close.

Away from the ridiculous thoughts in his mind, Mu Ling asked, "Ah Yan, what are you doing in the cold palace?" ”

"I'll find Guan Zhaoyi and get some things for my mother and give her." Liang Yan said lightly, as if it was just an inconsequential matter.

"Guan Zhaoyi?" Gong Yan was slightly surprised when he heard this, "It seems that it is rumored that Zhaoyi Niangniang died a year ago." ”

"Dead?"

Liang Yan furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "How did she die?" ”

"The slave doesn't know, but I also heard the mother-in-law outside talk about it when I moved here recently."

"That's it," he waved his hand, it is common for people to die in the cold palace, but he was sad in his heart, and said goodbye to Mu Ling, "Ah Ling, I want to go back and tell my mother the news first, so I will leave first." ”

"Okay, I won't keep you any longer."

A 'Ah Ling' made her stunned, but when she saw that he was sad, she suddenly couldn't think of anything to comfort him for a while, not to mention that she was not very good at comforting people, the corners of her mouth squirmed for a long time, and finally spit out two words, "Festival mourning." ”

"Well," he smiled peacefully, and then walked out of the palace gate, but his front foot had just stepped out, but he withdrew his foot as if he remembered something.

Turning to look at Mu Ling, he said, "Recently, I will often enter the palace to accompany my mother, if you want to find me, come near the Yanyue Palace." ”

After speaking, his back gradually left Mu Ling's sight.

Mu Ling was embarrassed again in place, and sure enough, it was someone from the palace, and her mind was stronger than the other, and she knew in a few words that she had some ulterior motives in her relationship with him, but she still agreed.

I have to say that he is either cunning and cunning, or he is transparent and pure-minded, but based on his elegance, Mu Ling naturally believes in the latter.

"Alas......"

There were too many things that happened in a day today, Mu Ling stood up from the stone bench, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, his brain was instantly dark, and he lost consciousness a second ago, and secretly said, this body is really weaker.

During this period of coma, Mu Ling had a long dream, in which she and Lu Xiao were playing, but the picture suddenly turned to the palace, and she saw Concubine De Kouhong's nails scratching her face, and then a lot of blood was shed......

When she woke up, she was sweating all over, Mu Ling wiped the sweat stains on her face with her sleeves, she was still on the old bed in the cold palace, the emperor, Concubine De, Ah Yan, their faces were still clearly imprinted in her mind.

Making up her mind, Mu Ling clenched her fists slightly, she wanted to solve the affairs in the palace, and then leave the palace as soon as possible.

"Mother, you're awake."

The cheerful sound of the rim smoke sounded in her ears, and she took the basin and put it on the wooden shelf, and came forward to wait for Mu Ling to get up.

"How long did I sleep?"

Not accustomed to other people's service, Mu Ling did it himself, sweated, and his body was already much better.

"I slept for a day and a night," Gongyan raised her little face and looked at her seriously, "If Niangniang doesn't wake up again, even if the slave rushes to the emperor at the risk of death, she will have to invite a doctor for Niangniang." ”

Silly girl, a concubine in a cold palace, if she is dead, she is dead, and it is useless to rush in front of the emperor!

Emperor, Mu Ling had a slightly disdainful face in his mind, as well as the appearance of Concubine De who was with him, and a look of displeasure occupied his face.

"That's right," Mu Ling suddenly thought when he got up, his gaze swept over Rim Yan's face, "What do you mean when I heard the Seventh Prince say that the outside world is rumored to be very tricky and domineering yesterday?" ”

"It's okay if I don't know."

Yahuan hesitated to avoid her gaze, her flickering eyes swaying from side to side.

"Say!"

I don't know when, the momentum of the consistent trial of prisoners was taken out, and his cold expression was so frightened that he was stunned, and he explained everything to him, "These are all done by Concubine De!" She was jealous of the set of clothes that Niangniang wore with her at the banquet, deliberately damaged Niangniang's clothes, and later ordered people to cause trouble as Niangniang. It's just that Niangniang is gentle by nature, so how can she care about others, and she always says that she is self-clear. ”

Speaking of this, the voice of the rim smoke was a little choked again, "And now that Niangniang has been wronged and entered the cold palace, no one in the palace has stood up to speak for Niangniang." ”