As usual, Xiaoweier went to suck ten buckets of dirty clothes, picked up a hundred buckets of water, and washed a hundred commodes.

Mama Jiao Xi still has a cold face, and the whip in her hand has to be pumped on her body, and on every palace maid who has made a mistake and worked here.

The sinners around were wailing and weeping.

She was the only one, even if she was beaten, she didn't hide or cry. Not even a word, never.

In the end, Mama Jiao Xi herself was surprised, and stared at her in disbelief with a look at a monster, and maliciously speculated: "I was abandoned by Your Majesty, and I can't become a queen anymore, so I'm crazy."

Xiao Wei'er didn't say anything, just turned her head and showed a bewitching smile at Mama Jiaoxi.

Mama Jiao Xi was so frightened that she didn't stand firmly, and sat on the ground with a "poof": "You...... Are you really crazy?! ”

It's all like this, can you still laugh?

Many concubines in the harem are like this, once they are favored, and once they fall out of favor, they can't bear that kind of psychological gap, so they go crazy.

"Weier, where are you?"

"Wei'er, are you in there?"

A rather anxious call came from outside the door of the wardrobe, the voice was poignant, full of worry and apprehension, and deep affection.

Xiao Wei'er's heart moved.

The voice.

She was all too familiar.

It was her husband, who was called the most straw and wasteful emperor in the history of the Hongmeng Empire, Si Qu.

The color makes you dizzy.

The faint gentleman is obsessed with beauty.

And beauty, it's her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't go in!" The head of the Clothing Bureau stopped him urgently, "There are sinners here, and they will stain your eyes." ”

"Get out!"

Si Qu was extremely angry, kicked the head of the clothing bureau away, took a big stride, and walked in.

Countless dirty water tanks, pools, and piles of dirty clothes, some of them belonged to palace concubines, some belonged to guards, and some belonged to high-ranking palace maids.

The air is filled with the rich smell of soaphorn and plant ash.

All the sinners were haggard, and their countenances were depleted, and they were endless. All the women in the clothes had red and swollen hands and rough skin.

It's not winter, but it's late autumn, the temperature has dropped, and the jade hands are soaked in the cold well water all day long, and the corrosion is still very serious.

"Wei'er!"

Si Qu finally saw the person who was thinking about it day and night.

She was still beautiful even though she was wearing the coarsest clothes, even though her head was empty, even if she was devoid of any jewelry and makeup.

It's not the kind of gorgeous and enchanting beauty, but the beauty of the lead and the dust that washes out the fairy.

Si Qu's heart pounded.

How could he never have found out before, she still has such a side!

Perhaps, he had always mistaken her.

Today's she is the real her.

"Your Majesty."

Xiao Wei'er smiled at Si Quyanran, her voice was gentle, and her eyebrows were picturesque.

Si Qu's old face turned red, and he strode in front of her, grabbed her shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Call Husband!"

What Your Majesty is not Your Majesty's.

All the people in the court call him Your Majesty, and all the women in the harem also call him Your Majesty.

She is the only one who is different.

"Yes, husband."

The smile on Xiao Wei'er's lips did not diminish, like a blooming epiphany, incomparably beautiful.

"Wei'er, what's wrong with your hand?"

The husband made him extremely happy. But in a blink of an eye, I saw my beloved wife's hands again, red and red, "Why is it swollen like this?" ”