Chapter 11 The Prince's Authority

Early the next morning, Wanqing sat up with sleepy eyes and leaned lazily on the edge of the bed.

"Princess, you are awake, the slave and maid have prepared water, and you can change your clothes. Today, the prince's concubine will give you tea. "Mo'er has been ready for a long time, waiting for Wan to wake up.

Wanqing sighed in her heart, the tea ceremony is fake, and the difficulty is real! It is rumored that King Qi has dozens of concubines, but I don't know if it's true or not.

"Nothing happened yesterday, did you?"

"Princess, the slave and maid beat the prince out, but the slave and maid seemed to have a heavy hand and knocked the prince unconscious." Mo'er thinks about it now, she is still a little weak, but fortunately she is born with great strength.

"Don't worry, he drank too much anyway, and he won't remember who hit him." Wanqing patted Mo'er's shoulder indifferently.

"Really? The slave and maid were afraid to die. ”

"Really."

Mo'er took a mirror in front of Wanqing, three thousand green silks were tied up by a hosta, her face was slightly powdered, and she nodded with satisfaction.

Out of the courtyard, Wanqing looked at the huge courtyard, and there was not even a single servant, as if no one looked at her as a princess.

The exquisite courtyard landscape of the palace is similar, and the two of them get lost as they walk. Mo'er saw that someone was cleaning not far away, and trotted over, "Excuse me, how to get to the hall?" ”

The subordinate glanced at the visitor and did not pay attention to Mo'er.

Mo'er thought that he didn't hear clearly, and repeated it again, but still didn't get a reply, and the attitude of the subordinate made Mo'er angry and wanted to reason with him.

Wanqing walked over and stopped Mo'er, her eyes were as cold as frost, and there was no temperature between her eyebrows, "This princess asked you, where is the hall?" ”

"Here, over there......"

The subordinate was frightened by her momentum, and pointed to the north with trembling arms. Seeing Wanqing turn her head and leave, she was relieved, the princess was too scary, and she didn't dare to pant in front of her.

"And ......" After walking a few steps, Wanqing stopped, straightened her back, and said softly: "If you want to continue to stay in the palace, you have to see clearly who is the master and who is the slave!" ”

The voice was not loud, but it was loud, so that the subordinate knelt down violently and did not dare to speak again.

Not far away, Feng Mochen took in all the things that had just happened, and recalled them playfully. But he underestimated her, this woman doesn't look like a woman in the Qinglou, could it be that the one in the palace sent to spy on him?

However, he tried every possible way, but she didn't show any traces.

In the hall, King Qi's concubine room was full of people, as if they were boiling a pot, discussing what happened yesterday one by one.

What about Princess Qi, who was married by the Holy Lord? Which one of those present was not stuffed into the palace of the King of Qi by the Holy Lord.

"But a woman in a green building, do you really think that she has flown on the branch and become a phoenix? Now that I've put up the score, I've made the sisters wait so long, and I've really taken myself as a thing! Yuan Ying said disgustedly, and didn't forget to take a sip.

Sitting next to her, the woman in light blue clothes listened to Yuan Ying's words, and echoed with a mockery on her face, "That's it, which of our sisters' backgrounds is not better than her?" What qualifications does she have to be the princess of Qi? ”

The words were full of mockery.

"Yuanying, Qiuyu, don't say it again, if the prince knows, he will blame us for not having rules."

Baguio is Feng Mochen's favorite concubine, and it can be regarded as a bit of a skill to be able to stand so firmly in the position among so many women.

"It turns out that the rules in the Qi Palace's Mansion are like this? Even if you don't want to, the position of this princess is mine after all. Don't forget your identity, do you still want to turn the world upside down? ”

A clear and sharp voice came, and everyone looked towards the door with pale faces.

Her expression was indifferent, making people unable to guess her emotions, and slowly walked into the hall, sat on the front seat, and put on a posture of looking down, with a bit of a taste of looking down at the world.

"Say hello to the princess's sister!" Even if the concubines are unwilling in their hearts, this rule cannot be abolished.

Wanqing looked up and down at the room full of concubines, is King Qi a stallion? With so many women, I don't know how he remembered the names of these women.

The concubines waited for a long time, their legs were weak, and they didn't see the princess let them get up, and their hearts were itching with hatred.

Wanqing picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put the teacup down, "Get up." ”

The concubines hurriedly stood up straight, their bodies were empty, and they were already sweating profusely.

"This sister can't afford it, since you all say that I am low, just call the princess." The corners of Wanqing's mouth drew a beautiful arc, and a fine light flashed in her eyes, staring at the two concubines who had just spoken.

The two of them sat on pins and needles, panicking. Don't dare to look directly at Wanqing. How could the woman in the Qinglou have such eyes, is there something wrong?

"The princess has just come to the palace, if you need anything, just talk to the concubine." Baguio stood up with a gentle smile on her face.

"You are?"

"The concubine is Baguio, temporarily managing all the affairs of the inner courtyard of the palace."

"Hmm!" Wanqing hummed softly and motioned for Baguio to sit down.

She has been in Fengqilou for so many years, and she has a deep understanding of people's hearts, and this woman is a very thoughtful person.