Jing Yue was stunned for a moment in Jiang Wan's smile.

She didn't deliberately expect Jiang Wan to give any kind of answer, but in this indifferent smile, she only saw the loneliness and sadness.

"If the mother is afraid of pain, why do you want to." Jing Yue unconsciously wanted to ask more, but when the words came to her mouth, she realized that she was speechless, and immediately stood up silently, and collected the medicine bottle and the remaining cotton paper.

"You're a lot like an old friend of mine." Jiang Wan picked up the teacup at hand and poured herself a cup of tea that had been cooled, her voice fell on Jingyue's ears, lazy and soothing, "When I left, I owed her a goodbye." ”

Jingyue's movements on her hands were orderly, and when she returned to Jiang Wan's side, she also held a new quilt in her hand and covered it with Jiang Wan: "The slave maid will go to the inner mansion to get some things, and the mother will be a little patient." After speaking, by the way, he also brought the teacup that Jiang Wan handed to his mouth to drink, and picked it up with the teapot tray, "The slave maid changed the pot of hot tea for the mother." ”

Jiang Wan stared at her with her chin propped up: "You care about me so much?" ”

Jing Yue's face did not change: "The slave is just doing what she does." ”

"Will you be loyal to me, then?" Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes with a smile and rubbed her body forward in anticipation.

Jing Yue frowned slightly, as if she didn't quite understand why Jiang Wan asked her such a question, but she still patiently replied: "Since Niangniang was punished for begging for the slave, she should know that the master of the slave is the queen's mother, and the slave is loyal to the queen and the royal family of the Great Jin. ”

After that, he went out with a little blessing.

Jiang Wan couldn't cry or laugh, pursed her lips and laughed for a while, and then sighed lightly.

She is still the same, stubborn, straight-hearted, although she doesn't like her words, she is really a kind person.

Jing Yue had never told her in person about her loyalty, but now when she heard it, Jiang Wan felt that the tip of her nose was a little sour.

In and out of the palace for so many years, the days when Jingyue accompanied her, the time when day and night were opposite, Jiang Wan recalled it, vividly, and there were too many emotions.

But the emotion was not enough for a moment, and Pinzhu, who had just gone to pick up Tang Pozi, came back.

She turned around and closed the door, and when she walked up to Jiang Wan, her hands were empty, and she didn't take anything.

Jiang Wan glanced at Pinzhu's face, she had a strange expression just now, there was no one at this time, I think she had something to say.

"What does the princess want to do now?" Pinzhu's tone was not as soft as before, and her stiff opening was like a question.

Jiang Wan looked at her with sparkling eyes and did not answer.

"Since she arrived outside the imperial city, the princess has been a little strange, the slave maid still thinks that the princess has finally figured it out, and now it doesn't look like it, so recklessly breaking into the Golden Pool Palace, and begging for the queen's palace maid, is the princess looking forward to being punished, or looking forward to eternal grace? If the princess forgets the advice of the emperor and the queen, she wants to come to the days of the princess. It's not going to be easy. Pinzhu said with a bit of warning, it seems that Jiang Wan's actions today have greatly stimulated her nerves.

In just a few words, Jiang Wan had already heard it clearly.

Regardless of who the Xuanjin prince is, just looking at this little palace maid who is soft and harmless on the surface, and who has been extremely tight before this, turns her face on the spot, you can get a glimpse of Song Yujiao's status in Dongshu.

The personal palace maid who came with her was not devoted to herself, but if there was a little unexpected or extreme recklessness, her true face would be exposed.

This is the person who came to spy on her and control her, and the only thing Dongshu can expect Song Yujiao to do is only grace.

Jiang Wan leaned lightly on the low table, her fingers tapped on the quilt, she silently listened to Pinzhu's angry questioning, raised her eyes lightly, and pressed her cold gaze.

"Get on your knees."