There was a trace of softness in her heart for no reason, and there was still residual warmth in the position beside her, proving that not long after Sima Mo left, she reached out and stroked Sima Mo's dragon pillow.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and she looked up to see that it was Cuizhu.

Cuizhu seems to have already figured out her habits and knows what time she usually wakes up.

Uncovering the thin quilt, Murong Jin got up, and soon, under Cuizhu's skillful hands, Murong Jin finished dressing, and after breakfast, Cuizhu retreated, and Murong Jin got up and prepared to go to the imperial study.

Because the weather was very good, Murong Jin passed by the verandah and strolled through the plum garden, and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes surrounded by a group of palace maids from a distance.

Murong Jin was stunned, is it Mrs. Li Ji?

In Murong Jin's memory, although Mrs. Li Ji is the niece of the concubine, since she entered the palace, she has not relied on her special identity to make waves in the harem, but it is in order.

Mrs. Li Ji also seemed to see Murong Jin, so her eyes flashed slightly.

Regarding Murong Jin being accepted by Sima Mo as a maid in the palace in front of the palace, in the eyes of Mrs. Li Ji, Sima Mo is just greedy for a moment of freshness, and when Sima Mo gets tired of it, he will naturally send Murong Jin to other places, so Murong Jin does not pose a threat to Mrs. Li Ji.

Murong Jin stepped forward and blessed his body slightly.

"No need to be polite." Mrs. Li Ji looked Murong Jin up and down with dark eyes, and saw that Murong Jin's appearance was mediocre and her dress was a little plain, and she also wondered in her heart, does Your Majesty like to be delicate? Is it that from now on, she will have to change her glamorous outfit from the past to a simple dress?

"This palace has heard that Your Majesty has appointed you to be the maid of the Imperial Palace, since this is the case, you should take good care of Your Majesty's living and eating, you know?" Retracting her thoughts, Mrs. Li Ji spoke softly.

"Please rest assured, Madame, the slave and maid will take care of Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Mrs. Li Ji nodded, and then stepped forward to leave, Murong Jin saw this, and retreated with interest, but when Mrs. Li Ji passed by Murong Jin's side, a bright fragrance wafted into the tip of Murong Jin's nose.

Murong Jin frowned, why is this smell so familiar?

With a flash of black eyes, Murong Jin suddenly shouted softly, "Slow!" ”

Mrs. Li Ji paused.

"Little palace maid, it's so up-and-down." The person who spoke was Gui Chun.

Mrs. Li Ji raised her eyebrows, just signaling Gui Chun to shut up, and then spoke, "What's wrong?"

Maybe seeing that Murong Jin is the palace maid next to Sima Mo, Mrs. Li Ji is not so difficult.

Murong Jin also noticed his gaffe, so he blessed his body, "Let Mrs. Li Ji be frightened, the slave maid just suddenly smelled the fat powder on Mrs. Li Ji's body, the taste is too unique, and the slave and maid will forget the etiquette for a while." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Li Ji was stunned for a moment, and then raised her lips and smiled, "I see, it seems that you are a person who knows the goods, the taste of this fat powder is indeed unique, this is the fat powder that the aunt of the palace grinds herself, looking at the palace and outside the palace, I am afraid that only the palace has this kind of fat powder." ”

One and only?

Murong Jin's body stiffened. If she remembered correctly, the robe on Sima Mo's body that day was the smell of fat powder.

"To tell you the truth, the taste of this fat powder can concentrate and nourish the spirit, for the sake of Your Majesty, I deliberately applied it, like last night, as soon as Your Majesty smelled this smell, all the fatigue immediately disappeared." Mrs. Li Ji seemed to be deliberate, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were smug when she spoke.

What the?

Hearing this, Murong Jin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his limbs were cold.

So Sima Mo really went to Mrs. Li Ji last night?