Han Bing didn't know how much of a huge fluctuation Wang Wanxian's heart had last night.

I don't know who persuaded her, in short, when she woke up, the palace was full of vitality.

Countless unfamiliar faces busily shuttled between the various courtyards of the palace, and a load of fresh and abundant ingredients also came in a steady stream through the back door.

The shopkeeper who was fixed to deliver food to the palace was also a little stunned when he saw that the person who came to receive it had changed, and then he registered and kept accounts as usual as if he hadn't found it.

Then he nodded and bowed, and after a seemingly warm greeting, he led his men out of the palace.

For them, it doesn't matter who is in charge or who gets in touch with them.

As long as the palace still orders from him, he can settle the bill on time every month, whether he changes or not, why he changes people, it has nothing to do with him.

On the contrary, the more you know, the worse it is.

Han Bing stepped into the quiet courtyard, and I really didn't understand why those two girls who were so lively liked a courtyard in such a remote location.

It is said to be a yard, but in fact it is a few simple rooms.

However, there are low courtyard walls, and there is a dilapidated gate, which barely looks like a courtyard.

Pushing open the door to the only bedroom, a few simple pieces of furniture, a little messy.

These rough people have made such a mess of the room!

She bent down to pick up a shoe from the ground, and shook her head helplessly, Ping'er was afraid that she would be resisted wearing a shoe? I wonder if she will go crazy when she wakes up?

Surely you're going to be angry, right?

"Alas......"

Sighing quietly, she suddenly saw several sets of new clothes and many pairs of shoes on the neatly folded bed in the middle of the room.

Her eyes suddenly heated, and she picked up a set of clothes and gestured on her body.

How many clothes and shoes did these two girls make for her? Are you going to let her wear it to old age?

Ming Ming is so busy in the day, and he has to hurry up to sew things for her.

The fragrance of flowers wafted in from the window, and she looked up to see that there was originally a wasteland behind her, and I don't know when the two of them began to organize it into a sea of flowers.

Do women like flowers?

Her nose was wrinkled, and there were always people who didn't have long eyes to bother her when she was most irritable.

"Squeak ......"

The tooth-aching sound of the door opening......

It seems that this door must be repaired another day, and it will fall apart without waiting for the two girls to come back.

"Get out!"

"Ah......h

The little maid covered her mouth and exclaimed, and then apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I didn't know there were people here." ”

When Han Bing turned around, she saw her face, and fell to her knees in fright, trembling all over: "The slave said the wrong thing, girl, beg the girl not to punish me." ”

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Looking at her dress, she should be a lady's person.

Maybe the one who is close to the ink is black, or what kind of person follows what kind of master, the person in the hands of Wang Yuxian. Whether it is a guard or a servant, a grandmother or a maid, every eye seems to grow on the top of the head.

Except for Ran Zongyan and Yan Liangdong, no one else is the same in their eyes.

Even if he met the secret guards, although he didn't directly come forward to provoke, at least he had never said hello and nodded.

How could there be such a timid maid?

"Slave, slave......"

"Get up and speak."

"Slaves don't dare."

"Then you can kneel yourself."

She stood by the window, staring at the scenery outside in a daze.

Since yesterday, her ears have been hot and itchy, presumably Ping'er and Jiumei are complaining about her.

In the room, you can still faintly smell some incense. Han Bing smiled bitterly, if it wasn't for the last resort, how could she make such a decision?

If it was in a sober state, I'm afraid they wouldn't have said anything and wouldn't leave.

She knew them as well as they knew her.

Life and death depend on each other, blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand.

These eight words are their promise to her.

At the same time, it is also like a mountain, weighing heavily on her heart.

So much so that at the time they said it, she pretended to be asleep very spinelessly.

They are not afraid of death, so they will stay by her side even if it is dangerous.

But she was afraid, she was afraid that she would not be able to protect them, and she was even more afraid that she would let them be hurt because of herself.

Therefore, they can only be sent away in the most helpless way.

When all the dust settles, she will definitely go to Xiliang City in person to pick them up.

The stop of the cold ice is an hour......

Her chaotic thoughts had long since drifted to no one.

Bang!

There was a loud bang from the gate, and someone kicked down the door that was already not secure.

At the same time, a scolding voice sounded: "Lin Mo, you little cheap hooves, are you lazy again?" ”

"It's been more than an hour, and you haven't ...... yet"

The rude shouting stopped abruptly.

"I've seen Miss Han."

Han Bing turned his head sideways and looked over.

Similar to Mama Gao, a mama with a body of horizontal flesh stood by the door, smiling without smiling, and bowed extremely perfunctorily.

At her feet, the kneeling body of the little maid named Lin Mo shook slightly.

It's really been kneeling here for an hour, if she doesn't leave, is she going to kneel here all the time?

It's not easy for people who are too obedient to live here......

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, Madame, it is a pity that this place has been deserted. I sent the slaves and maids to see if there was anything in the house, and if not, Ming'er would send someone to demolish it. ”

"Go back to Madame, this place will remain as it is, and no one can move."

"Girl, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

"Embarrassed?"

She raised her eyebrows amusedly: "You just need to go to Madame and tell me my words as they are, is this difficult?" ”

"Or do you not want to?"

"This ......"

Mama hesitated, she really didn't want to.

It's easy for her to say this, but to let her go to Madame and repeat it?

I can think about it, and it is light to be scolded, and if you don't do it, the skin will fall off.

But she can't afford to mess with the cold ice either, so what can she do?

Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly saw Lin Mo on the side, and thought about it: "Lin Mo, did you hear Miss Han's orders?" ”

"Slave, slave hears me."

"Why don't you go soon?"

"But the slave ......"

Mama kicked her again: "But what, but, tell you to go quickly." ”

Lin Mo, who was in pain in his waist, tilted his body, which showed how hard Mama kicked it.

She covered her waist, supported the ground with one hand, and was about to stand up, when a cold voice sounded above her head: "Have I allowed you to get up?" ”

Ah, right.

Lin Mo's pitiful face was full of panic.

How did she forget, she was still being punished for kneeling, how could she get up by herself?

"I'm sorry, the slave was wrong."

She quickly knelt up again.

The grandmother on the side was surprised, it turned out that she was being punished for kneeling?

A flash of happiness flashed across her face, it was good that she was lazy and a step late, otherwise she would have been kneeling here now. For more than an hour, with her weight, her knees were afraid to swell.

"Girl, the slave will retire first."

"Hmm."

After leaving Lin Mo with a sympathetic look, she walked out of the courtyard quickly.

Compared with kneeling, the job of passing the word is much easier. Anyway, how to pass it on, it's not her who has the final say?