"Shh Cong Yue hurriedly reassured her with concern: "County Lord, be careful that the wall has ears, it is not good for the county lord to be listened to by someone with a heart." ”

It's really for Shangguan Linglong's sake, and it sounds really touching.

Yun Geci is not interested in listening to it anymore, and the play in the house is not very interesting.

Shangguan Linglong, who looks delicate and arrogant, is actually a simple-minded and soft-eared idiot, who seems to be gentle as water and touching Cong Yue, with a deep and vicious heart.

This Shangguan Linglong was completely used as a knife by others.

I don't know it yet.

She took Qingwu through the courtyard and went back to her room, Lu Xing was ironing the palace clothes she was going to wear tomorrow with the lights on, and when she saw them coming back, she hurriedly asked, "Miss, have you seen Nian Guiren?" ”

Without waiting for Yun Ge to reply, Qingwu said angrily: "People are sleeping tonight, and they don't have time to see us." ”

Ignoring Lu Xing's consternation, she poured a cup of hot tea for Yun Geci, and muttered in disbelief: "I didn't expect that Cong Xiaozhu is such a person, she obviously knew about the forbidden music, and she also deceived Shangguan Xiaozhu to play music and was beaten, and what is even more terrifying is that she dared to kneel and swear against the gods and Buddhas when she did something wrong." ”

She shook her head and exclaimed, "What a black heart." ”

Lu Xing, who didn't know what was going on, asked stupidly, "Sister Qingwu, what are you talking about?" ”

Qingwu, who has always talked a lot, told Lu Xing what she had just heard to Lu Xing, and Lu Xing's eyes widened in shock: "Why is she so bad?" ”

Cong Yue, who looks gentle and polite on weekdays, is supple and tranquil, but has a cunning heart.

"The human heart is separated from the belly, and the brighter the human skin, the more terrible the heart." Qingwu was enlightened, shook his head and sighed: "In this palace, everyone is not simple. ”

These words made Lu Xing nervous, ironing the palace clothes in a daze, and muttering: "In the future, we must be more careful, don't be like the little master of Shangguan, who has suffered from other people's ways." ”

Shangguan Linglong is a lesson from the past, I'm afraid that this will not be the case.

After that, there was no word, and the three masters and servants went their separate ways.

The next morning, Qingwu pulled Yun Geci to put on her makeup, but she couldn't resist her, so she could only sit helplessly in front of the bronze mirror.

This girl is indeed skillful, Qingdai draws her eyebrows and rouge and points her lips, and the rouge is applied to her face, flowing clouds and water.

Yun Geci looked at his somewhat pale face in the bronze mirror, and there was a blood-colored streamer under Qingwu's fiddling, and he lifted his lips and praised her: "I didn't expect you to have a pair of skillful hands." ”

When Qingwu heard this, she said quite proudly: "Of course, my mother taught me when I was a child, these are my wife's favorite makeup when she was alive." ”

Speaking of Feng Hongshu's mother, Yun Geci was a little curious, and asked casually: "What kind of person is my mother?" ”

"The slave died when she was very young, and I heard my mother say that my wife is a great beauty, gentle and beautiful, very beautiful, and always takes care of herself very exquisitely, and the lord loves Mrs. very much."

Not long after Feng Hongshu was born, her mother died, and at that time, Qingwu was only two years old.

I don't have much impression of that beautiful woman.

Many things were told to her by her mother, as Mrs.'s dowry maid, she was with Mrs. and knew her well.

Yun Geci suddenly figured out a strange thing.

At that time, Qingwu's mother was waiting by her mother's side, and it stands to reason that if the maids who marry are married, they will generally leave the house and start a family.

How could Qingwu be born in the General's Mansion and then stay and become Feng Hongshu's maidservant?

"Qingwu, why haven't you heard of your father?" As soon as Yun Ge's words came out, she felt Qingwu's hands that were curling her hair pause slightly.

In the bronze mirror, Qingwu's face changed slightly, and he said wryly: "The slave maid has never seen her father, she doesn't know who he is, and my mother has never mentioned it." ”

Yun Ge's lyrics are even more strange, and he feels in a trance that Qingwu's life experience has another hidden secret.

Just about to ask again, Lu Xing came in from outside the door and urged: "Miss, everyone has gathered in the front hall, and the housekeeper is urging you to go quickly." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Qingwu picked up a blue hairpin, inserted it into the coiled bun, and helped Yun Geci to stand up.

looked her up and down, and Qingwu smiled: "Miss, you are so good-looking, the emperor will definitely take a fancy to you at a glance." ”

"Poor mouth." Yun Geci flicked Qingwu's forehead, there was a smile on his face, but his heart was bitter.

Xiao Lisheng has never been a person of color, his wife, his servants, are all serving his country.

By the time Yun Geci led the two slaves and maids to the front hall of Chuxiu Palace, there were already twenty or thirty girls dressed in uniform rouge palace clothes in the hall.

The clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are vivid, the girl's waist is soft and her eyebrows are spring, because she wants to be holy in front of the temple, it is difficult to hide her nervousness and excitement.

Yun Geci walked in and bent over to salute the housekeeper: "Let the grandmother wait for a long time." ”

The sound was like a breeze, the cold moon was bright in the sky, and the girl in the hall who was about to move looked sideways, and her face showed a bit of envy and jealousy.

The woman's eyebrows drooped slightly, the corners of her eyebrows seemed to be slightly raised with a shallow smile, the green daisy was soft and curved like the moon, and the two lips were like peach blossoms.

She stood in the center of the hall, with a wide girdle outlining the waist of Yingying, tall and light, like stepping on the spring breeze, not moving, already dazzling and vivid.

The dark fragrance is full of sleeves, and people are drunk.

The housekeeper Mama Zhang looked up and down at Yun Geci, secretly admired it, and said with a faint look on her face: "Get up." ”

After that, he asked the maidservant girl next to him: "Everyone is here, right?" ”

The maidservant nodded: "It's all here." ”

Zhang raised his eyes to look at the Yingying Yanyan in the palace, and said loudly: "You have been in the palace for half a month, today is your final selection, whether you go or stay, and what position you get, it all depends on your performance today." In the future, you will be prosperous and rich, I hope you will not forget what I taught you in Chuxiu Palace. ”

"Follow Mama's teachings."

The show girl bowed and thanked Lang Lang.

After some advice, Zhang led everyone to the Chunluan Palace.

The palace has already been properly arranged, a table of beauty, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, it is said that the palace selection, by the queen mother and the emperor main examination.

The queen mother made the question, the show girl made the volume, and after passing, the emperor had to look at the show girl's appearance one by one, both categories were superior, and their status was self-exalted.

The palace was silent, and a group of beautiful women were excitedly waiting for the arrival of the supreme man, who would become their husband in the future.

"Your Majesty, Queen Mother, the concubine has arrived."

As the eunuch sang and sang, the footsteps outside the hall came calmly and lightly, and everyone in the hall knelt down together, and Yun Geci folded his hands in front of his forehead and knelt on the ground.

There was a wind blowing in his ears, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the golden dragon and yellow brocade soft boots stepping on, and the man walked slowly, step by step steady and powerful.

Walking by her side, one foot at a time, it was like stepping on her heart.

This man, every step towards the dragon chair, stained with countless people, corpses of soldiers all over the field, the Yun family's Gao family is full of doors, she and her wish.

The Emperor's Road, where the corpses and flesh were piled up, he walked so safely.

The heart hurt so much that it was hard to help himself, his chest was empty, the cold wind was whistling in, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched slightly.

She wanted to, chopping off his feet.