Xiahou Ying looked back and saw a woman in palace clothes standing behind her, but the dress was obviously not a palace maid, but a female official in the palace.

Xiahou Ying stood up again and blessed the female official, "I am Lu Wanxin." ”

"Miss Lu, I am the Si Yu Neishe, Song Zhilan, who is next to the Holy Queen. When the Holy Queen heard that you had entered the palace, she specially ordered me to summon Miss Lu to Fengzao Palace to talk. Song Zhilan's voice was very soft, but her tone was domineering that could not be refused.

"Okay." Xiahou Ying nodded, and obediently followed Song Zhilan towards the Fengzao Palace where Nanrong Yuwei lived.

Along the way, Xia Houying's expression was very calm and calm, but in fact, she was also worried in her heart.

The Holy Queen summoned her for no reason, and Xiahou Ying didn't think it was as simple as the Holy Queen being bored and wanting to talk to someone. But what do you have that deserves the attention of the Holy Queen? Xiahou Ying couldn't figure it out for a while......

came to Fengzao Palace, and Song Zhilan directly took Xiahou Ying all the way into the queen's bedroom without passing through the rumors, obviously having been instructed in advance.

After entering the dormitory, Xiahou Ying saw Nanrong Yuwei, who was dressed in regular clothes, leaning on the chaise longue and reading.

"The courtiers say hello to the Holy Queen Mother, the Holy Queen Mother is a thousand years old and a thousand years old!" Xiahou Ying gave Nanrong Yuwei an extremely standard salute.

However, Xiahou Ying, who was lying on the ground, did not wait for the due response, so she could only continue to lie on the ground.

Nanrong Yuwei quietly stared at Xiahou Ying's figure lying on the ground, but she didn't say a word, but Song Zhilan on the side still saw from the corners of her mouth that the holy queen seemed to be in a bad mood at this time.

After a long time, Xiahou Ying finally heard Nan Rong Yuwei's somewhat lazy voice, "The demeanor is okay, let's get even!" ”

"Thank you, the Holy Queen!" Xiahou Ying bowed to Nanrong Yuwei again, and then stood up.

"What did you do in the palace?" Nanrong Yuwei asked seemingly casually while flipping through the book in her hand.

"After returning to the Holy Mother, it was Princess Jinghe who recruited the courtiers into the palace." Xiahou Ying replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"You have a good relationship with Jinghe." Nan Rong Yuwei seemed to respond casually, but her face turned a little colder.

"Princess Jinghe and the late eldest lady of Xiahou Mansion are old friends, and the courtiers have also received the help of Miss Xiahou in the past, and the princess only misses her old friend, so she will get closer to the courtiers......" Xiahou Ying carefully worded her words, for fear that if she said something wrong, it would lead to Nanrong Yuwei's misunderstanding.

"Oh? Is it? Nanrong Yuwei put down the book in her hand and sat up from the chaise longue, "I thought you were deliberately using that dead Xiahou Ying to get close to Jinghe, in order to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix!" ”

Hearing that Nanrong Yuwei's tone was wrong, Xiahou Ying hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The Holy Queen Ming Cha, the courtiers have no intention of taking advantage of the princess!" ”

"Really? Then you want to say that you have never thought of getting close to the son of Nanrong through Jinghe? Nan Rong Yuwei asked with a sneer.

"Huh?" Xiahou Ying was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted, the Holy Queen in front of her was not attacking her because of Xuanyuan Yao, but because of ....... Nam Rong Liang ......

Xiahou Ying had long heard that the Holy Queen of Shuoyue loved the most was not her own second prince, but her nephew, and now it seems that this rumor is really not groundless......

"Holy Queen, although the courtiers are familiar with the prince of Nanrong, they have never dared to covet the prince of the world, and I hope that the holy queen will find out!" Xiahou Ying hurriedly argued.