A few people were just about to nod their heads and say yes, but another palace maid hurriedly interrupted, "Hey, what two people, I think he has unrequited love." Have you forgotten, our Princess Xibao is a frequent visitor to His Royal Highness Tuoba. Just as Prince Ziqi often comes to our Xianghe Palace, our princess often runs to His Royal Highness Tuoba Jue. ”

"Is there one?" The new palace maid frowned and said surely, "No." ”

The palace maid shook her head and told her, "It was only after Your Majesty gave Princess Xibao a marriage to His Royal Highness Murong that it was reined in. ”

"Huh? And that kind of thing. The new palace maid showed an admiring expression, "I really can't see that our quiet Princess Xibao actually has a good relationship with several princes." ”

"Well, there is no way around it." Mama suddenly understood her, "She is a weak woman, it is not easy to live in the backyard of the deep palace, so it is inevitable that she will have to hand over a few helpers." ”

"After all, just like her mother, they're all vixens."

"Hehe......" Everyone looked at each other and smiled again, with a look of contempt in their eyes.

A few clever palace maids chatted and kept an eye left and right to see if there were any people around. No one came, and they either covered their mouths or whispered again.

The so-called groundlessness, people's words are terrifying, probably that's it.

However, Xibao has already seen through it......

These nameless women in the deep palace have been brought into the palace since they were children, and they have exhausted Shaohua in the cold walls.

They do heavy work day after day, and their greatest wish is to find a good master and get more rewards, so that they can take them home to subsidize their families.

Except for labor, their time is meaningless.

Therefore, it is easy for them to collect the resentment, unwillingness, pity, voyeurism and other things in the palace, and then spread them. In places invisible to the naked eye, they merge into an invisible dark river. It seems inconsequential and humble and pitiful, but sometimes it is like a gluttonous beast, which can devour a powerful person in one bite, chewing until there are no bones left.

This is the sorrow of the angry slaves......

Outside, the window edge was damp and cold, and the bonsai leaves placed against the window edge had withered, and I could barely see a few pieces of soil falling in the pot.

You can come here by walking along the corridor to the end, and you can see through the window that the furnishings inside are simple, and the blue curtains are gently swaying in the wind, revealing a sense of elegance.

This is the princess's inner room, Hee-po is quiet, and no one will disturb her when she has nothing to do.

Feng Huang walked in and saw a young woman sitting on the side of the case.

She was thinly dressed, holding a scroll in one hand and dragging her chin in the other, leaning her body and liness. I don't know if it's because of the cold, her face is a little pale, and her eyes are staring at the corner of the scroll in a daze. And on the side of the desk was a silver dagger, exuding a hint of coldness, which was incompatible with her elegance.

Feng Huang entered the inside and silently closed half of the window, Xi Bao's eyes trembled, and he came back to his senses.

"Coming back?"

"Princess." Feng Huang saluted. She changed into the clothes of the maid, the bloody aura around her body had dissipated, and she pulled up her long hair and inserted a hosta, which looked much gentler, but still so cold.

Xibao Zhengse said, "Have you found any information?" ”

"Yes." Feng Huang raised his head, his eyes bright, "That person is a subordinate of the Imperial Company." ”

"The Eighth Prince?" Hee-po groaned, "Why did he kill me?" ”

"It should be the last time I made a big fuss about Ganning Palace for Princess Wenjin." Feng Huang didn't happen to go out with Xibao that day, but she interrogated the matter very clearly afterwards.

"He is a cautious prince, even if he holds a grudge, at most he will embarrass me in the process of getting along in the future. Aren't you going to kill me for this little thing? ”

"He won't, but Princess Shangyang will." Feng Huang lowered his eyebrows, his eyes raised slightly, "Last time, the queen was furious, and she almost took Princess Shangyang away, and Shangyang has never socialized with you since then, she is not a magnanimous person."

"Did Shang Yang ask his brother for help?"

"With her temper, it's probably the same."

Xibao stroked her forehead, she didn't want to wronged someone, but she couldn't forgive a poisonous snake who wanted to kill herself and even threaten the safety of the people around her. "Are you sure the person who escaped is a subordinate of the prince Fu Lian."

"Even the corpses in the bamboo forest have been identified one by one, and they are indeed from the prince's company." Maple is very determined, and she is known for her cautious and neat actions among poppies. What she was sure of in the past has never been wrong.

"Whether it's Huang Zilian or Shang Yang, they all want me to die." Xibao's beautiful eyes gradually floated with wisps of cold air, and his words became cold, "Since they are so ruthless, don't blame me for teaching them a lesson." ”

Feng Huang remained silent and asked indifferently, "What does the princess need?" ”

Xibao looked out the window, silent and drizzling, like thousands of threads wrapped around his heart. She got up and walked over slowly, reopening the half-closed window as if to wash away some bad luck, and let the cold wind hit her cheeks.

"When the rain stops, let's invite Princess Shangyang and the queen mother to come to our courtyard for tea."

"Yes." Feng Huang nodded, his eyes shining with a murderous light.

After only two days, the drizzle finally stopped. The sun that has not been seen for a long time is once again hanging in the sky, which is a joy to behold.

"Ah, it's also strange that my sister doesn't come to my sister often, looking at the bleak scene of the courtyard, I don't know, I thought it was a cold palace." Shang Yang walked in the corridor in a heavy costume, looking at the ruined scene of the courtyard, and couldn't help but forget a few words.

Xibao was used to her sarcasm, and he didn't mind, "My sister is a temperamental person, she likes some flowers and plants, and my sister is no better than Ganning Palace here." Winter has arrived, and the natural courtyard is bleak. ”

Shang Yang waved his hand and snorted, "Don't say that, it's also the residence of the Ninth Princess, you are a person who has nothing to do with Fengyue, but our royal family wants to be faced." If people look at us, I am afraid that we will all be ridiculed. ”

"My sister is right, wait until next spring, I'll plant more."

"Forget it, there are a few small trees in my yard, which were just planted in the autumn, go back and dig two of them." Shang Yang was merciful and gave alms to two trees, feeling amazing.

"Thank you sister." Xibao looked joyless and angry, and said lightly.

After walking in the promenade for a while, I went down the soft stone path and then walked up to a pavilion. Although the surrounding flowers and trees are withering, the pavilion is carefully dressed up by the owner.

The white and cyan double veils were hung high around the pavilion, then elegantly folded in mid-air, and finally fell vertically to the ground. The breeze passes by, and the veil sways slightly, which is not a flavor.

Shang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the simple veil with a look of disgust.

"Sister, please take a seat."