Chapter 7: Which Onion Are You?
Murong Xiaoxiao didn't speak, just stared at the person who knelt on the ground.
"Niangniang, the slave maid just wants to be a good errand, and the slave maid ...... in the house" The little palace maid led by the slave maid spoke earnestly and pitifully.
"Look up." Murong Xiaoxiao spoke, and the scene in front of her seemed somewhat familiar.
The palace maid raised her head, and a familiar face came into view. In the last life, wasn't this little palace maid who gave a lot of stumbling blocks? In order to verify his memory, Murong Xiaoxiao asked.
"What's your name?"
"Hui Niangniang, slave Wang Yanmei."
"Heh......" Murong Xiaoxiao laughed, sure enough, the person who should appear will always appear, but his arrival has changed some things somewhat, but there is no one who has obviously affected the trajectory of the original owner's life.
Murong Xiaoxiao leaned over and carefully looked at the person in front of her, although this woman was not very beautiful, but her crying appearance was so touching that it would indeed make people feel compassion. It's no wonder that he was able to climb into Jun Luoxuan's bed in the end and climb to the concubine position step by step.
"Let me ask you, what do you need to work in the cold palace so much?"
Wang Yanmei knelt down to tell her loyalty, and between the lines she also revealed the difficulties at home. In the last life, this touching pity attracted me to sympathize with her, and there was really no danger in this ordinary appearance, so I finally slowly regarded her as a confidant.
Originally, she had planned for the worst, that is, there were many people in this little palace maid's family who she cared about, even if there was any eventuality, she could handle it very well.
I don't know......
It's just an outright lie.
"Get up." Murong Xiaoxiao waved her hand, "Since you are acting on orders, then, do what I want." β
After that, Murong Xiaoxiao began to arrange for them to be busy everywhere, and when people were turning over on their backs, they quietly hid their things tightly. It's just that the comfortable time is extremely short, and the news that Emperor Jun Luoxuan is fortunate to be in the cold palace spreads, and soon, some people can't sit still.
"Concubine Xian is hereβ" The report of the slender eunuch came in, and Concubine Xian and the others appeared in front of Murong Xiaoxiao with great pomp.
Isn't it this woman who threw some disgusting things on herself, and was so angry that the original owner gave her the opportunity to cross over and possess herself? Murong Xiaoxiao half-narrowed her eyes, it seemed that she was looking for trouble.
"Bold, when I saw Concubine Xian, I didn't quickly kneel down and say goodbye." A little concubine who had just entered the palace beside Concubine Xian scolded and spoke, "Do you still think you are the queen's mother?" You are just the emperor's abandoned wife, so indiscriminate, but you have to ......"
"Smack-" Murong Xiaoxiao slapped him directly, making the little concubine look confused.
"Which green onion are you? When did the affairs of this palace come from people talking and drinking? Murong Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, "The emperor will soon take this palace out of the cold palace, you have a few lives, dare to speak to this palace like this." β
Murong Xiaoxiao raised his voice to teach a lesson, but his eyes kept observing Concubine Xian.
Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Concubine Xian's eyes flashed with panic.
"Sister, now the harem is in charge of the harem by my sister, if the emperor has this thought, how can the palace stand here today?" Concubine Xianjiao smiled and spoke, but her eyes showed murderous intent.