"The people in Gan Weaving Palace are here, whoever you want to find, please go to the poop Aunt Wen Lan sat upright, and her tone was very cold.

The eunuch squinted the corners of his eyes and swept over the palace maid one by one, and then pinched his voice and said, "Today there is a banquet in the Fuyao Pavilion in the palace, and the imperial dining room is too busy, so I want to borrow a few idlers from Ganzhi Palace to help him." If you do a good job, maybe you won't have to suffer here. ”

As soon as the voice that was neither yin nor yang came out, Feng Miao's heart trembled, wasn't this Gonggong Guo that night? He was really calm, and waited until the day of the palace banquet to find an excuse to come to Ganzhi Palace to find someone.

Feng Miao clasped her hands and secretly warned herself not to panic. The more he prepared and arranged carefully, the more he showed that he was afraid that the events of that night would be known to others, and as long as he seized this point and dealt with him, there was always a chance to live. She quietly reached out and tied an old handkerchief to her ankle.

Aunt Wenlan didn't look at him, "When did Gonggong Guo worry about the palace banquet, and when did he go to Ganzhi Palace to ask for someone, is there any approval from the chief steward?" ”

Guo Gonggong laughed dryly: "Where are you going to ask the chief steward at this time?" It was the concubine Niangniang who asked me to come, and her old man also knew that you had always been the most well-behaved, so she specially pointed out that she had an edict for you. If you don't believe it, just ask the concubine. ”

This kind of thing, naturally, can't be asked seriously, Aunt Wen Lan snorted lightly and stopped talking. Guo Gonggong deliberately picked the corners of his mouth, and this action fell on his already somewhat loose-skinned face, which became more and more eerie. His gaze, like a long-handled hook, dotted over the faces of those palace maids one by one, and finally landed on Feng Miao's ankles.

"It's you, come here!" He held out his finger a little.

Feng Miao timidly walked up to him, Ying Ying curtsied, and bowed.

"Would you like to come with me?" Guo Gonggong asked while carefully examining her expression.

"As long as my father-in-law doesn't dislike me for being clumsy," Feng Miao looked more and more pitiful like a bird when she lowered her head and spoke, "If you do a good job, please ask your father-in-law to say a few kind words and let me leave this place where I can't see the light of day." ”

"You are obedient and obedient, and your benefits are indispensable." Gonggong Guo didn't look at anyone else anymore, and took Feng Miao directly and left.

Feng Miao has been in the palace for more than a year, but the place she is really familiar with is just the Empress Dowager's Fengyi Hall and the Ganzhi Palace, which is the same as the Cold Palace. She followed behind Guo Gonggong, through Yongxiang, and around a section of the crooked corridor. The surroundings became quieter and quieter, and even the palace maids and eunuchs who served could not be seen. Feng Miao knew in her heart that Gonggong Guo was going to choose a suitable place to kill people.

"Father-in-law, aren't you going to serve in Fuyao Pavilion, this doesn't seem to be the way to Fuyao Pavilion, right?" She was so nervous that her palms were full of sweat, but she still had to pretend that she didn't know and asked questions ignorantly.

"What's the hurry, can you enter the Fuyao Pavilion to serve in your clothes?" Gonggong Guo was not impatient at all, "I'll take you to change your clothes first." ”

He pushed open a corner door and pushed Feng Miao in. Behind the door, a red plum blooms in the wind and snow, with sparse branches, but it has a special meaning, obviously pruned by skillful hands. Feng Miaoluo must be divine, this should be the corner of a palace somewhere.

Before she could stand firmly, a gust of wind whistled from behind her, one hand pressed her shoulder, and on the other side, the cold light of the blade flashed, piercing her heart.

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