Du Lingling wore a blue-blue robe, with a row of flower branches embroidered with black and gold thread on both sides of the placket. The bright color looks very conspicuous, and the lower body is a pleated skirt in blue color, which is driven by the imperial concubine.

Zhou Zheng went up to greet him, but did not kneel, Du Lingling changed his previous fierceness, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhou, this palace is here to thank you." Come, sit down and talk with Hongu. ”

Zhou Zhengzheng's back was straight, "Concubine Du has something to say." The Mansion of Wu Guogong is a small temple, which cannot accommodate Concubine Du for too long. ”

The meaning of eviction in these words is so obvious.

Du Lingling heard it, but he couldn't be angry. Zhou Zhengzheng can make the current emperor from the state of imprisoning Du Lingling to canonizing the imperial concubine, which shows the importance of Zhou Zhengzheng in the emperor's heart.

Du Lingling is not a fool, it's this time, of course he wants to come over to curry favor with Zhou Zheng, even if he wants to do harm, he has to wait until his position is stable.

"Miss Zhou, this palace is really here to thank you this time. I also brought you a set of head noodles," Du Lingling asked the palace maid to take out a brocade box, open it, and a pair of pearl heads and shiny light were reflected, "Maybe there is everything in the Wu Guogong Mansion, but the head of the palace is still a dowry, and the gift is light and affectionate, and I hope that Miss Zhou will accept it." ”

Zhou Zhengzheng smiled faintly and asked Tingqin to put away his head, "Thank you, Concubine Du." ”

"Speaking of which, we are also classmates who have studied in Tai Academy together, even if we can't become good friends, we shouldn't be enemies, right? I have to walk around more in the future, when will Miss Zhou enter the palace? When you enter the palace, you have to come and see the main palace. Du Lingling smiled so hard that it was a show.

Zhou Zhengzheng ignored it and stood up, "There are many affairs in the house, and my mother is not in the house, Concubine Du is at her own convenience, I will go and get busy first." Looking at Tingqin, "You entertain Concubine Du well." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhengzheng would let a slave entertain a princess, Du Lingling's face turned into pig liver, and he was so angry that he clenched his hands into fists. But what can be done?

Zhou Zheng returned to his room, the lacquer carved jacquard basket was placed on the long table, and a lot of fruits were placed in the basket, including pears and fruits, and a few wood carved dolls were placed on the side, which seemed rough but very expressive.

Qingyun is wiping the dresser. Although Qingyun can completely let other low-level slaves and maids come over to wipe it as a big girl, but for the objects in Zhou Zhengzheng's room, Qingyun will bow to everything and never fake it to others.

Zhou Zhengzheng's room, except for the designated maids, not everyone can enter.

"Qingyun, don't be busy, come and talk to me." Zhou Zhengzheng sat on the bamboo mat with branches and leaves that Qingyun had just wiped, his buttocks were cool, cool and thorough, and he was very comfortable.

Qingyun walked over slowly, and by the way, he also made tea for Zhou Zhengzheng and brought it over, "Girl, is Imperial Concubine Du gone?" ”

"No, I don't. I asked Tingqin to receive her. ”

"Then isn't Imperial Concubine Du going to be angry?" Qingyun smiled mischievously and stood beside Zhou Zhengzheng.

Zhou Zhengzheng took Qingyun's hand, "There is no one else here, don't be restrained, sit down." ”

"Slaves don't dare."

"I'll let you sit, don't you dare."

Qingyun sat down slowly, still very restrained.

Zhou Zhengzheng looked at himself and Qingyun in the mirror, his young face was the same as before, but suddenly, his delicate skin suddenly cracked, and he turned into an old woman in her forties and fifties.

Zhou Zheng was stunned, and then looked closely, it was the cardamom years with a face like a flower.

It turned out that it was himself and Qingyun in his previous life just now.

Thinking of their previous lives, Zhou Zhengzheng and Qingyun were also together to the end.

is fifty years old, the master and servant have been together for fifty years, and Qingyun is also sitting next to Zhou Zhengzheng like this, with a mirror in front of him.

It's just that they are old and decrepit, and neither of them wants to look in the mirror anymore.

Those days of internment, long and slow, flowed through the two of them, taking away all the good things.

A faint light shone in from the window, falling on the black braids of the two.

Now, they are still sitting together like this, still facing Lang Lang's mirror, and it is still a faint light, shining on the black hair of the two.

It's just that in the past, they were imprisoned, and they were always forced to be helpless, but this time the two are still lonely.

Zhou Zhengzheng is not married yet, and Qingyun is the same.

"Qingyun, if Huang Jiale is good to you, you can marry earlier, don't worry about the dowry, I will buy it for you." Zhou Zhengzheng suddenly raised his empty eyes and said.

Qingyun clenched Zhou Zhengzheng's hand, "The girl hasn't married yet, and I will never marry a slave." ”

"Why are you doing this?"

"The girl can wait for King Yu all the time, and the slave can also wait for the girl." Qingyun's face was resolute.

"Huang Jiale is a good man, it's a pity to miss it." Zhou Zheng stroked Qingyun's long hair.

Qingyun is not outstanding in appearance, not smart enough, and even embroidery is not good, but fortunately, he is straightforward and loyal, under the teaching of the martial artist invited by Zhou Zheng, his martial arts are not bad among women, and he can also cook good dishes. Since she is a slave maid of the Wu State Mansion, there must be a lot of people who pursue it, and who doesn't know that the woman who can be the big maid of the Wu State Mansion must have a lot of savings.

It's just that Qingyun really doesn't have much savings.

Qingyun is an orphan, and he doesn't need to send his monthly allowance home, but in order to help Zhou Zhengzheng, Qingyun and Narcissus sometimes use their monthly routines to subsidize their subordinates.

The so-called how much you pay will be how much you gain, Zhou Zheng sees it in her eyes, and the silver they subsidize will be returned by Zhou Zheng ten times, but in the form of a dowry.

"If it's really good, it's natural to wait, what's the hurry." Qingyun is also down-and-out when he talks about Huang Jiale, and he doesn't have the shyness of his little daughter at all, when he was still in the embryonic period, Qingyun also generously admitted this relationship, and he didn't hide it.

"Qingyun." Zhou Zhengzheng was very moved, but after reliving his life, how could Zhou Zhengzheng be willing to let the loyal servants around him still not get married.

In his previous life, Zhou Zhengzheng had already missed Qingyun's happiness once.

In order to follow Zhou Zhengzheng, Qingyun refused to marry. stayed in the courtyard with Zhou Zhengzheng until he was fifty years old, and died with Zhou Zhengzheng.

"Don't worry, girl, you'll be happy. As long as the girl is happy, the slave is also happy. Qingyun listens to Zhou Zheng in everything, but on this one, he is stubborn.

Zhou Zhengzheng is not insisting, maybe Lin Zhongchao will come back tomorrow, she is married, Qingyun will naturally marry. It's too early to say anything.

Zhou Xiaoxiao then called Zhou Zhengzheng over.

"Sister, my sister plans to buy Dongfeng Shili, but my mother doesn't agree. Is it okay for my sister to help me persuade my mother? Zhou Xiaoxiao said innocently.