"Ladies and gentlemen, please stay", like a magnet, firmly attracted everyone's eyes to the palace maid who said this.

I saw the palace maid in front of me, dressed in the clothes of a palace maid, with a beautiful posture, smiling slightly, but there seemed to be a thin layer of frost on her face that people couldn't see clearly.

Min Sishan saw the person who came clearly, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, it turned out that this palace maid was none other than one of the makers of Fang Cai's last dish, Xia Qing.

Xia Qing has always been proud of her talents and thinks highly of herself, usually she is not unclear and ignorant, but this child has always known how to measure.

But today, what's going on?

What did she want to do when she stood in front of the two Guanglu Temple adults at this moment?

Min Sishan's brows became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't hold it back in his heart, so he wanted to ask first, and strive to suppress the incidents that might be provoked under this burning eyebrow.

Although there is a little hiccup in the selection of today's food division, it is not easy to get such a favor from the people of Guanglu Temple compared to previous years.

No, no one can just trample on her efforts and the efforts of everyone in the catering department.

But before Min Sishan could open his mouth, someone had already blurted out.

"You...... What's the matter? ”

The person who questioned him was the Discipline Commander Ji led by Xi Zhong.

Since he opened Chrysostom, where would anyone dare to intervene again.

Han Shanggong's face was like twilight at this time, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Min Sishan, Xiao Se's eyes were like a cold light, and it was clearly a raised hand, which was about to hit her face.

But why don't you listen to the nobleman's question? Then he turned around, and there was no wind or rain on his face, and there was no eye.

Under this cold light, even a person like Min Sishan, who has always been calm, couldn't help but shiver slightly under the sleeves of his robe.

Maybe it's really because she's looking at the wrong person, or putting someone in the wrong place.

Just now, Han Shanggong and Min Sishan looked at each other and smiled, and when it was reported that the winner of the third Buddha jumping over the wall was Mu Lan, there were many palace maids in the dining room who usually got along well with Mu Lan, and they smiled for a while, happy for Mu Lan.

However, it was more of the other palace maids who were watching from the wall, coming together in twos and threes, intentionally or unintentionally, turning their eyes full of various meanings to Xia Qing, who was standing at the door for a while.

In the crowd, there will always be one or two people who love cynicism.

At this time, although no one dared to laugh at Xia Qing directly, there were already one or two chuckles in the corner.

No one felt how much Xia Qing wanted to burn the jade in his heart.

Because no one has ever known how seriously she has always regarded her position in the catering department.

He is indifferent to others, but because he feels that there is no permanent peace between people. However, the skills are different, and there is no return on how much investment there is.

Xia Qing has always boasted that he is a realistic person, but at this time, he felt that he had been slapped hard by reality.

The anger in his heart could not be eliminated, Xia Qing slowly turned around and looked at Mu Lan, who was bowing his head and talking to Lianxin at this time.

It's all because of her!

If there is no such person, she will naturally become the winner today, and become the most brilliant one in the mouths of the Queen Mother's chrysanthemum banquet a few days later.

Lian Xin turned his back to Xia Qing, and was dancing with excitement on his face: "Mu Lan, I just said that you will definitely win!" I admire you so much. ”

Mu Lan smiled lightly, and the little infatuation in her heart reconciled the light in her eyes into bright and soft, like moonlight, and gently fell on Lianxin's happy little face.

At this moment, Mu Lan is so happy, maybe it is a kind of relief that has been walking alone for too long and carrying a weight for too long, and it is difficult for outsiders to be relieved.

All the fiery feelings that have been stored in my heart and cannot be expressed in words seem to have melted into a piece of moonlight under my eyes at this time.

Silently hoping in my heart that this moonlight can fly over thousands of mountains and rivers, and the memory will always be covered with the fragrance of gardenias, often looking at the moon from afar under the window lattice, and the mother's gaze is warm and complementary.

Since entering the palace, she has experienced countless sleepless nights, and every time she takes a step forward, only she knows best what she has done for it.

It's just because she once silently promised her mother from afar: "Mother, wait for my good news." ”

And she has always been a person who does what she says, not to mention that people always say that she makes a promise.

A promise. A promise is a thousand pounds.

From the moment she stepped into the Shenwu Gate, she was determined to advance and retreat, and always keep her loved ones safe and sound.

Now, at this step today, she has done it.

With a light smile, Mu Lan noticed that something was wrong, and behind Lianxin, there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes, which always fell on him.

She tilted her head slightly silently, and saw that Xia Qing's whole person seemed to have just been salvaged from the ice cellar, and she was looking directly at herself with such a fixed and solemn gaze.

Mu Lan knew that she had won and hurt the heart of Xia Qing, who had always been cold and uninhibited. Thinking of this, his face became solemn together, he gasped in his heart, nodded slightly towards the lotus core in front of him, and walked quickly in front of Xia Qing.

But he didn't expect that Xia Qing, who was standing at the door, saw her walking towards her, holding her wrist tightly, and walked towards the adults outside the house without looking back.

Xia Qing knelt down in front of the two adults who were about to leave in Guanglu Temple, kowtowed respectfully to the adults in front of him, raised his head and said slowly: "The two adults, Lord Shanggong, the slave has something to say." ”

The discipline officer who asked for the questioning did not answer or answer at this time, but only put a suspicious gaze on the face of Lord Shanggong beside him.

Han Shanggong had no choice but to take over and say, "You are the first-class palace maid of the catering department, Xia Qing?" ”

Xia Qing frowned slightly, kept pursing her lips tightly, her eyes were always faintly avoided, and Han Shanggong looked at Min Sishan beside him.

At this time, hearing Lord Shanggong's personal questioning, Fang Yu forced a smile in his somewhat pale face, perhaps because he was too excited, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Lord Shanggong, it is the slave maid." ”

Han Shanggong's original intention was to reward Xia Qing, Mu Lan and Chunhua, who had contributed to the Catering Division today, after this internal election.

But who would have thought that this Xia Qing, as the palace maid of the catering department, would act so unruly, what did she want to do?

At this time, when the two adults from the outer courtyard of Guanglu Temple came to the scene in person, they had to ask with a displeased face: "If you have anything to say, say it quickly." The two adults wear many hats, and they came from afar today, so we can't delay the arrangements of the two adults later. ”

Xia Qing's lips twitched slightly, and she didn't make a sound yet.

But when I heard the court, I don't know which palace maid was waiting for tea, her eyes were sharp, and she screamed: "Blood!" ”