Mo was stunned.

She is only fourteen years old now, and she will not be able to go out and live her life until she is twenty-five...... Does she want to waste all her good youth on helping Wang Guiren compete for favor and power?

Until An Shuangchi was sent away, Mo Qingrou still stood in place in a daze.

When she dragged back to the Limbo Pavilion, the guards in the pavilion were empty. The emperor and the royal nobles had already finished listening to the song, and they both flew into the dark.

When the eunuch guarding outside the Lingbo Pavilion saw her, his eyes burst into flattery, and he said, "This sister, but the palace daughter next to Fang Guiren?" ”

"Fang Guiren?" Mo shook his head softly and said, "The little master of my family is a noble man. ”

"Yes, yes, Wang Guiren, Fang Guiren, Wang Guiren is Fang Guiren!" The little eunuch smiled and said, "You don't know, the noble little lord has gained a lot of face in front of the emperor, and now the two of them have moved to the Heart Cultivation Palace......

"How can it be...... Thank you for the announcement. Mo touched his nose gently, this Wang Guiren is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he climbed to the emperor's favor by the east wind, which is just a small song to get a good title, and was taken to the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Such a master has a bit of a brain, and it is much easier to worry about it.

Han Cui followed him to the Heart Cultivation Palace to serve, so Mo gently returned to the Yuqing Palace and had nothing to do. The palace maids who served the inner room of the noble lady were accustomed to seeing the wind and the rudder, and knew that it was her credit that the noble man was favored again, so she called her sister enthusiastically.

Mo Qingrou didn't do any work except for some fright all day.

After finishing the dinner in the palace maid's share, Mo gently and simply ate and walked around twice before lying on the bed.

She rested early, but slept very late, and the snoring of the palace maids in the same room gradually increased, and she was still half-asleep and half-awake, as if as soon as she closed her eyes, it was all about today's life and death moments, and the tall figure that seemed to be able to hold up a piece of the sky.

Mo Qingrou woke up the next day with two dark circles under her eyes, and when she saw the sun, it was already three poles above the sun. She was so frightened that she almost broke out in a cold sweat on her back, and her passivity was very obvious.

"Why didn't anyone tell me to get up today...... "She muttered quietly, and hurriedly dressed and freshened up before she pushed open the door of the room, and saw Han Cui standing outside with a smile on her face.

"Our little master is favored, and these are all up to you. Come, you don't have to live here in the future, you have a separate room like me......" Before she could speak, Han Cui chattered endlessly, and grabbed Mo Qingrou's hand very enthusiastically.

Mo Qingrou reacted at this time, dare to love that Fang Gui and the emperor got along very happily last night, this time is to repay her as a meritorious man?

Mo gently followed Han Cui into the inner room, Fang Guiren had just returned from the queen's invitation, and was disassembling the ring under the service of the palace maid, although the whole person was tired all night, but he looked radiant and full of red light.

Sure enough, love is the best tonic for women, although this love is too fragile.

"Thank you, little master, for your great kindness." Mo gently and honestly knelt down and kowtowed, sighing in his heart.

"Come, get up." Seeing her gentle expression, Fang Guiren took off a jade ring of good color from her hand and put it on Mo Qing's arm, "You, it's just too simple." In the future, I will be the big palace maid with a face next to me, so I have to dress up more. ”

Mo knew the truth of disrespect, and accepted it with a polite word.

In her heart, she didn't take what Fang Guiren said seriously, if she really dressed up, Fang Guiren would inevitably have to worry more about whether there was one who wanted to compete with her for favor.

Han Cui stood next to Fang Guiren happily and said in a low voice: "The emperor will call Fengluan Chunenche to pick up the little master tonight." ”

"Congratulations to the little master, congratulations to the little master." Mo Qingrou hurriedly saluted, "When the little master goes to pick up the driver later, the slave will put makeup on the little master?" ”

"If it was still the pure appearance of yesterday, the emperor would probably never forget me......" Fang Guiren looked left and right in the mirror, and said with satisfaction.

Mo Qingrou shook his head secretly, this master still doesn't understand what "freshness" is. Freshness is such a thing that men can get it, and if they have more, they will lose it, and they will always have to play some tricks.

"The slave maid has a plan, the little master might as well try a richer makeup today." Mo softly.

Fang Guiren was stunned, rich? There are too many women in the palace with heavy makeup, can they hook the emperor's heart?

"The little lord will know when the time comes." Mo chuckled softly.

It was only in the evening that she understood the meaning of Mo Qing's words.

Mo Qingrou copied a set of makeup for Fang Guiren in full accordance with the modern smoky makeup technique, and used the limited tools at her hand to help her draw the whole makeup, looking as charming and moving as an elf coming out of the night.

"That's interesting...... I look at other people's heavy makeup is very dirty, you are clean, ......" Fang Guiren looked at himself in the mirror, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but smile with his eyebrows.

Han Cui tasted the sweetness of the little master's victory, and saw Mo Qingrou becoming more and more pleasing to the eye in his heart, and before following Fang Guiren, he also stuffed Mo Qingrou with a small basket of exquisite pastries in the imperial dining room.

Mo Qingrou had dinner in the independent room, and was thinking about whether to look at the ancient history books of the Lingwu Dynasty, when he heard a little palace maid whispering outside: "That guard is afraid that he is going to die, how many days have you not eaten?" ”

"Isn't it...... His woman ran away with the dignitaries, and he didn't want to live......" said another in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Mo asked as she pushed the door with a frown.

The little palace maid outside was obviously taken aback, and said, "Sister Gentle, we're talking about the little guards guarding the palace......

Mo listened softly to the two little palace maids stumbling for a long time before finally understanding what was going on.

It turned out that Zhang Liangyu, the guard at the outer gate of Yuqing Palace, originally had a fiancée in the capital, and he had already made a small decision. I never thought that he worked hard in the palace, and the fiancée in that compartment was privately taught and accepted by the Marquis of Beiding, and would rather be the concubine of the Marquis of Beiding, rather than be a couple with him for the rest of his life.

The little guard can't stand such a blow, and he can't keep his soul when he is on an errand in the palace, and he hasn't entered the water and rice for two or three days, and no one can persuade him.

Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking about saving people's lives and building a seventh-level floating slaughter, so he said: "It's hard for you to take me over to take a look, it's not good to see dead people in this palace, it's unlucky." ”