Su Jinyu's face froze in astonishment, her small mouth opened and closed, and her eyes were full of endless and deep ignorance. What did he mean by reluctance, didn't he ever think of letting himself go when he brought him here?

She sucked the liquid from her nose and wiped away the cool tears with the back of her hand. Slowly raising her chin to meet his eyes, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, and the numb pain from her knees made her worry a little,

"Your Majesty...... Is it a slave who is lying falsely? It's easy to enter the palace and difficult to get out of the palace, Aunt Qingyun told the slave maid early in the morning, but now it seems that the slave maid is abrupt. She endured the pain, got up from the chaise longue, and sat down straight in front of him.

She was only thirteen, and her height was only half that of Ling Yun. Every time she wanted to see him clearly, she had to raise her face as if she were looking at the sky, but his dark eyes were the two brightest stars in the sky, and the stars became her faith.

Ling Yun tore her hand away from her sleeve, gently held her cold little hand with her big hand, and then squatted on the ground, looked at her slightly heavy face, and whispered, "You are only thirteen years old, and you are not yet in time. In my early years, I promised to wait until you were fifteen years old before I let you go. Jin Yu, stay by my side for the remaining two years, and learn to be a palace maid with your heart, okay? ”

He lowered his figure as a king again and again in front of her, Su Jinyu swept through the openwork window as if he could see the swing, although he promised it was late, but he never broke his promise.

If she comes, she will be safe, and she is willing to believe him.

"Yes." Su Jinyu replied in a shallow voice, and when she raised her eyes to meet his silver hair, her heart throbbed slightly, and she wanted to return him with black green silk before leaving.

This palace is subordinate to the twelve halls of the West Palace, but its location deviates from the scope of the West Palace. The reason why Ling Yun brought her here was naturally a little less gossip.

For her, an innocent girl, it is always tight to protect.

Since that day, Su Jinyu has officially become a palace maid in Yonghe Palace. She was arranged to work under Qingyun, and her daily life was like that of an ordinary palace maid.

Squeeze into a side room with five or six people, and get up early every morning to clean the courtyard and clean up the palace.

Su Jinyu made several good palace maids in just half a month, they are the palace maids of the first generation, they are Chu Le, Chu Yin and Chu Qin.

This is Hatsune on duty, and Hatsuraku and Hatsuqin were also sent by Qingyun to other palaces to help clean up. Su Jinyu was left alone, and she had just washed a lot of clothes. When she was busy, she would quietly run to the palace in the West Palace while everyone was not paying attention. Ling Yun said that one day if she was tired, she could come here to relax, and that swing would always be prepared by her.

She heard from the ears of the palace maid that there were several ladies living in this west palace, but the emperor had never come to their dormitory in the past three years, and even the green card was dispensed with.

These ladies have become the furnishings in this harem, lingering in the imperial garden and other places all day long, always dreaming that one day they can meet the emperor and break the law of the past three years.

Su Jinyu sat on the swing, free like a bird in the air. She picked a flower from the lawn and held it in her hand. She didn't pay attention at all, and there were several pairs of eyes outside the arch looking at her at the moment, and seeing her smiling face like a flower, it was even more vicious.

When the swing was settled, and she calculated that the hour should go back to tidy up the bookshelves of the palace, she had just reached the arch when she felt a pain in her knees, and she had no time to guess what had happened, and her body was pressed to the ground, unable to move for a long time.

In the corridor in the distance, several women dressed up walked in, and Su Jinyu understood a little bit from their clothes. She must have not calculated the time to go out today, and she actually met these three ladies who were not as good as seeing them.

Dressed in a red flower mopping skirt, she was the most charming of the three ladies, Madame Ru, who had a black mole in the center of her eyebrows, which would always be depicted in the shape of plum blossoms with flowers.

Standing beside her was Mrs. Hua, who wore a gold-inlaid pink dress, she was less charming and more delicate than Mrs. Ru, like a lotus that was not stained out of the mud.

The third is Mrs. Ni, her appearance is below the two ladies, and even her dress is not much different from the palace maid behind her. Her complicated eyes are always unfounded, filled with a lot of troubles that shouldn't be there.

When the three ladies stood in front of Su Jinyu, she held back the pain and whispered to say goodbye, "See the three ladies." ”

"You, you are so bold, you dare to be here as if no one is around. Which palace are you from, and it is really in vain to teach such a slave and maid to be her master. It was Madame Ru who spoke, her words were full of screams, and her cardamom-covered Qianqianyu fingers poked straight at Su Jinyu's head.

Su Jinyu raised her head slightly, and said reluctantly, "The slave maid belongs to the Yonghe Palace." ”