I always dream at night, and I don't know what I'm dreaming about. But I always feel that it is not a good thing, she seems to be being chased by someone in her dreams, desperately running for her life.

When she woke up, it was the early morning of the next day, Xia Yinhuan was still not used to the daily routine of the life of the slaves and maids in the palace, and she still woke her up early and woke her up.

When I woke up, there was a layer of cold sweat on my forehead, presumably in a dream, it must be a nightmare, and it was a terrible nightmare, Xia Yinhuan didn't know what was wrong, it was estimated that she saw the relationship with Cang Linchen last night.

"Ling'er has just returned to the palace, let us tell you that you go to the main hall to wait for Niangniang, she is not on duty today." After Liuli finished speaking, she walked out of the room, she still had her own things to do, Xia Yinhuan knew that she was not Concubine Xiang's personal maid, but was just responsible for cleaning the palace and sorting out some sundries.

Xia Yinhuan rubbed her hair, remembering what Liuli told her, she was still confused, and she actually asked her to take care of Concubine Xiang by herself, usually it was better when Ling'er was there, and without Ling'er by her side, it was really embarrassing to face Concubine Xiang.

But it's already like this, and there is no way, Xia Yinhuan still remembers that Ling'er told her that she will be on duty tonight, which means that she can't rest tonight, and she has to stay in the main hall of Fengle Palace all the time.

"Ugh." Xia Yinhuan sighed helplessly, most of the slaves and maids in the room had left, and she was the only one left, so she had no choice but to stand up, jump out of bed, put on her shoes, turn around and start folding the quilt in a daze.

When she arrived at the main hall of Fengle Palace, there were only two guards at the door, Ling'er was no longer there, and when she saw the gray sky, she yawned and stood at the door with her eyes closed.

The two guards saw her like this, covered their mouths and laughed secretly, Xia Yinhuan knew that they were laughing at her, but she couldn't control it so much, and the waiters who asked her to lack sleep every day were really torturous.

One stop was two hours, Xia Yinhuan didn't sleep very deeply, just closed her eyes and recuperated, when she heard the name of Ling'er in the hall, she thought that Concubine Xiang should wake up, so she answered and pushed the door open.

At this time, Concubine Xiang had just woken up, her hair was messy, hanging down on her chest, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her who pushed the door in, and asked a little unresponsively: "Why are you?" What about Ling'er? ”

"Back to Niangniang, Ling'er was on duty last night, and now she has gone to rest." Xia Yinhuan yawned lazily and replied in a slow tone.

Thinking that Ling'er first took the clothes from Concubine Xiang in the closet last night, she also walked to the closet according to the gourd painting scoop, opened the closet and glanced at it, indeed as Liuli said, most of the wardrobes are full of gorgeous clothes, and there are very few plain dresses.

"Which one do you want to wear today?" Xia Yinhuan opened the doors of the two wardrobes and asked her to choose the clothes in the closet to see which one she chose to wear.

Concubine Xiang glanced at it casually, pointed to a white shirt, and said with the texture of the green bamboo: "White green bamboo flowing fairy skirt."

"Do you like plain colors?" Xia Yinhuan smiled evilly, but the smile was hidden under the veil, and she couldn't see it, without waiting for Concubine Xiang to answer, her hand flicked back and forth on the clothes in the closet, and asked knowingly: "Since Niangniang likes to wear plain dresses, why are there all gorgeous clothes in the wardrobe?"

Hearing her say this, Concubine Xiang's face turned cold, and she frowned and scolded: "You are just a little minion, should you ask about these?"

What does she like and dislike, and what does it have to do with Xia Yinhuan? What if she likes gaudy clothes? Cang Rinchen likes plain, then she wears plain, as long as Cang Rinchen likes it, she is willing to do anything.

"That's a minion's mouth, huh?" Xia Yinhuan sneered, anyway, Cang Linchen already knew her identity, and she had nothing to be afraid of now, at most, she just debunked her identity.

"What the hell are you trying to say? Don't forget, the queen mother, you are willing to be my maid, not I forced you to come, since as a maidservant, you should know the rules of this palace, and the palace maid will be punished for being disrespectful to her master. Concubine Xiang sank her face and looked at Xia Yinhuan, her eyes full of coldness.

Yesterday, Xia Yinhuan served herself well, no matter what she wanted her to do, she didn't complain, just let her follow her to watch the intimate scenes with Cang Rinchen, and she was actually calm, but she picked a thorn early this morning.

"Niangniang, the slave is just asking, please forgive me if there is any offense." Xia Yinhuan accepted it when she saw it, and now she doesn't want to take revenge on Concubine Xiang, it's one thing to be quick to speak, and it's another thing to have the ability to deal with her every day.

took out her clothes, she slowly walked to the edge of the bed, looking at Concubine Xiang's resentful eyes, she was not afraid at all, presented her dress and said, "Niangniang, the slave maid dresses you." ”

Concubine Xiang was furious, I don't know why Xia Yinhuan deliberately provoked her, but fortunately, she quickly adjusted her mentality, and she didn't get angry with her, she stood up and opened her hands.

Xia Yinhuan hurriedly put on a dress for her, and after some trouble, she dressed her up again, but the bun was not as good as Ling'er's comb.

Concubine Xiang looked at herself in the bronze mirror, raised her hand and touched the asymmetrical buns on both sides and frowned: "Will you dismantle the hosta and start over." ”

Xia Yinhuan had never combed the hair of others at all, it was strange that she could comb it well, at the request of Concubine Xiang, she took out the hairpin with a fixed bun, and the green silk was draped, and she pulled up her hair again.

But no matter how she wrecked, she always felt that there was a problem, and after several tosses, her hair was not curled well, but the green silk like Dai was messy, seriously knotted, and became a chicken nest.

Xia Yinhuan was helpless, so she had to pick up the grate to comb her hair, this grate fell, and she couldn't comb it until the end of her hair, she used a little force, only to hear Concubine Xiang cry out in pain.

She paused her hand, looking at a clump of hair on the grate that had been combed through her hair, Xia Yinhuan looked at the person in the bronze mirror with a long mouth and glared at herself, knowing that she had pulled her hair out with excessive force.

"This ......" Xia Yinhuan picked up the grate and shone it in the bronze mirror, her face was embarrassed, she didn't mean to tear off Concubine Xiang's hair, she was just careless.

He laughed: "Niangniang, the slave really can't comb her hair, why don't you let someone else comb her hair for Niangniang?" ”

Xia Yinhuan thought that if she continued like this, it was estimated that after tossing for a long time, Concubine Xiang would become a bald nun, which was for her good.

"Rubbish!" Concubine Xiang's face was solemn, she was so angry that she only gritted her teeth, squinted at the person behind her, prayed for blessings in her chest for a long time, as if to ease the anger in her abdomen, and then eased her mood a little before she said: "Go, find a clever girl to dress up the palace." ”

Fortunately, Xia Yinhuan didn't let her put on makeup, if she wanted to wear makeup, she couldn't draw a person without being a ghost or a ghost.

Xia Yinhuan walked out of the palace in response, and secretly laughed at the moment, wanting her to be a maidservant and ready to be persecuted.

Later, Xia Yinhuan found Liuli to dress up Concubine Xiang, but Concubine Xiang did not go to find Cang Rinchen, but just asked Xia Yinhuan to accompany her for a walk in the Imperial Garden, and then returned to Fengle Palace, either reading a book or drawing a picture in her spare time.

When she has nothing to do, she also passes the time like this, she doesn't feel anything when she does it, and she dozes off when she sees Concubine Xiang so bored that she reads and paints.

She finally understands why there are always so many celebrities in feudal society who are calligraphy and painting, and there are always endless romantic talents, think about a day in addition to reading books is to write and paint, and the most entertainment activity is to drink alcohol, even if you are mentally retarded, you will write a poem for a lifetime, right?

Surprisingly, Concubine Xiang didn't tell her to do things, she had to follow by her side, and she stood for a day, until after dinner, Concubine Xiang stayed, and she sat on the stone steps at the entrance of Fengle Palace.

Holding his knees and looking at the scenery outside the hall, there was a thick fog, and the fog shrouded the scenery in it, and he couldn't see it clearly, thinking that he would have to stay outside the hall all night, Xia Yinhuan couldn't help but sigh.

Even though Concubine Xiang asked her to enter the palace with bad intentions, she has not been able to do anything to her until now, Xia Yinhuan didn't plan to do anything to her before she did it, is it true that she wants her to be a slave maid in Fengle Palace for a lifetime?

She doesn't want to be a slave, she doesn't have freedom, she has to look at the face of her master, she was going to fight with Concubine Xiang, but it seems that she has no chance, thinking about when she will return to Lian Wang's Mansion and walk around when the spring flowers bloom, where is not her place to live?

The night breeze was a little cool, Xia Yinhuan stood up, and wanted to go back to the side hall, it was good to get a thin blanket or add clothes, after all, it was too cold at night.

She just raised her steps and was about to leave, when she suddenly heard the voice of Concubine Xiang in the hall, she had to push the door again, Concubine Xiang was already lying down, and the candlelight in the hall illuminated the room, bright as day.

"Come here, put this thing on the dressing table." When Concubine Xiang saw her enter the hall, she took out a jade bracelet from under the pillow with her backhand and handed it to her from afar.

Just for this little thing, Xia Yinhuan didn't like it in her heart, but she didn't show it, and slowly walked over and took it in her hand.

Glancing slightly, I couldn't help but be surprised by the jade bracelet in my hand, which was extremely glorious in my hand, but it seemed that there was a faint osmanthus in it from the jade.

It's not a carving, the osmanthus is in the jade, Xia Yinhuan is the first time to see such a jade, it should be said that it is a jade fossil that sounds better. So it's usually a whole piece, at most it will be mixed with the eyes of the side but not with other things.

After the stonemason gets the jade, he will carefully carve and polish it before it becomes a jade ornament, like the jade bracelet she is holding in her hand now, and the osmanthus in the jade still looks very fresh, which is not good for stonemasons in this generation, unless the jade itself is like this.

Therefore, it is called a jade fossil, and at a certain stage of jade formation, a few osmanthus flowers happened to wither and merge with it, so osmanthus became a part of the jade.

This kind of thing is very rare, that is, Xia Yinhuan is well-informed, and it is the first time in his life that he has seen it, so he can't help but look at two more things, so he took the jade bracelet to the dressing table, carefully put it in the jewelry box.

Covered with the lid, she didn't ask the origin of Concubine Xiang's jade bracelet, presumably such a rare thing, Concubine Xiang must be very precious, but these have nothing to do with her.

"The slave and maid are gone." She blessed herself at the door, withdrew from the temple door, and closed the door, only to feel that the inside of the temple and the outside of the hall were pure ice and fire.

There is a charcoal fire in the hall, there is an incense burner, and the cold wind is blowing out of the temple gate, and the sky is cold and the ground is freezing. Taking advantage of the fact that Concubine Xiang didn't call herself, she hurriedly went to the side hall, asking her to stay all night outside the palace in thin clothes, so wouldn't it cost her life.

Fortunately, Concubine Xiang only asked her to enter the hall once and never called her again, and it was even colder in the second half of the night, she sat on the stone steps wrapped in a thin velvet blanket and fell asleep, and she really fell asleep unconsciously.

She didn't sleep for long, maybe it was because of the environment, she dreamed of gods and ghosts again, and was naturally awakened by the cold, she looked back at the guards who were also napping behind her, and wanted to ask them what time it was, but she didn't bother when she saw that they could fall asleep while standing.

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