Jingyue stood still, lowered her eyes and turned back.

"The queen is gone, do I need to go?" Song Yujiao spoke softly.

Although she was asking Jing Yue, her tone was very steady, not like panic, but more like a tone of pretending to ask a question knowing the answer, which really provoked Jing Yue to raise her eyes and look at her.

At this time, Song Yujiao had already taken off the veil, she was plain white, only the collar was outlined with goose yellow silk threads, and the wet cotton clothes were close to her body, which made her even more thin.

There was wind at the door, and her clenched fingertips could be seen still trembling, but on that snow-white and delicate face, a pair of clear and sharp eyes were very eye-catching.

Jing Yue paused for a moment.

The moment she raised her eyes to look at each other, she thought she had seen Jiang Wan.

Concentrate for a moment, only to be disappointed.

The person in front of her is definitely not the person she remembers, she really hasn't slept for too long, and she is too sad, and even such absurd thoughts are born.

"The princess has not been titled yet, so there is no need to go." Jingyue only looked at Song Yujiao for two seconds before retracting her gaze, she didn't have any good feelings for this princess of Shuguo, but since she asked, it was nothing.

Song Yujiao thanked her and asked someone to send the two out, and finally obediently asked Pinzhu to wipe her hair and change her clothes, no one lived in Meixi Palace, and the small kitchen naturally didn't open the stove, Pinzhu didn't have to drink ginger soup if she wanted it, tossing for a while, and what was sent to Song Yujiao was a bowl of boiling water to warm her body.

Song Yujiao didn't like it, hugged her hands warmer, and sat cross-legged on the bed wrapped in the quilt.

Pinzhu stood aside, looking at his princess, his face was very strange.

When changing clothes outside the city, Song Yujiao didn't make trouble.

When it was raining, Song Yujiao didn't make trouble.

Now holding a bowl of hot white water, there is still no trouble.

Not only did he not make a fuss, but after drinking a bowl a little cooler, he also poured another bowl himself.

Pinzhu pursed his lips and didn't dare to ask.

I was afraid that as soon as I opened my mouth, Song Yujiao's well-developed tear ducts would be poked by myself again, and she would cry non-stop, and she couldn't coax it.

I thought that I was tired from the bumps and tiredness, and no one cared about them, so I just took a break to rest, but who knew that the second bowl of hot water in Song Yujiao's hand had not been drunk, and the Mei Xi Palace, which had just been lived, became lively.

The eunuch who led the way in was windy, and when he crossed the door, he picked up the hem of his clothes and flew over, and after looking around, he raised his hand and pointed around the room with his hands high, and said in a sharp voice: "Look carefully!" ”

"What are you doing here?!"

Pinzhu frowned, and wanted to run out, I don't know where this is a group of people, I can't help but say that I want to look through the box I brought, and as soon as she moved, she was pulled by Song Yujiao's hand.

Pinzhu looked down at Song Yujiao, and saw that his princess was staring coldly at the movement outside, and a gloomy smile was hooked on her mouth, and she was immediately stunned, blinked, swallowed her anxiety and stood still.

After the eunuch outside gave the order, he saw that all the boxes were opened to check, so he restrained a little disdain between his eyebrows and walked to the long curtain outside the bedroom door to stand still, bowed slightly, and said to Song Yujiao inside: "Princess, forgive me, the slave is the eunuch Zhaoyuan, the head of the Anxuan Palace, the master and concubine Niangniang, when the princess first arrived in the palace, the special slave brought someone to take a look at the luggage for the princess, and now the queen of Jingxian Xiao has just died, it is a tense time, I am afraid that the princess has something unruly, and she will inevitably collide with the emperor, and she needs to check it, and I hope the princess will not blame." ”

It has only been three days since the death of Empress Jingxian Xiao, and Concubine Xian has single-handedly handled all the affairs of the harem and seized power, not only daring to summon Jingyue, the chief palace maid beside Empress Jingxian Xiao, but also daring to send someone to check the luggage of Princess Shuguo and humiliate her.

Not only to grieve and grieve for Queen Jingxian and filial piety, but also to break one heart into two, and not to fall into one thing in the harem.

As soon as the people arrived, the dismount was implemented.

is so eager to announce who is the new master of the harem, Concubine Xian is willing to work hard, so energetic, and comprehensive, it is not in vain to waste her all-round skills.

Pinzhu's face was green, and she was trembling with anger, if it weren't for Song Yujiao holding her hand and not letting go, someone must have rushed up to fight with him at this moment!

It's so deceitful!

She just couldn't understand why her own princess, who was able to be coquettish and unforgiving if she was a little wronged in Su Ri, was so calm now, not only not angry, but even deepened her smile, and her tone was full of banter: "Concubine Xian is kind, and there is Gonggong Lao." ”

Song Yujiao should have jumped up and scolded the dog minion, even if what was waiting for her next was punishment, she would never be able to swallow the breath in front of her.

But the person sitting here as steady as Mount Tai is not Song Yujiao.

The core under the epidermis changes the soul.

Sitting here is the god of war who once swept thousands of armies with a horizontal sword and did not change his color.

It is Jiang Wan, the founding queen of the Great Jin Dynasty.

She's back.