Cold Palace.

It was the first time for Ning Qiuyue to come to this kind of place.

I've seen the cold palace in TV dramas before, what snakes, insects, rats and ants are everywhere, what only eats leftovers all day long, and what is forced to work and wash clothes by the grandmother inside...... Wait a minute.

In short, it can indeed be called hell on earth.

"Miss Ning, you will live here from today onwards."

Sure enough, the guards handed her over to an old woman and left. And the old lady brought her here, a small, dilapidated room. Although the room is not large, it has a bed, a table and chairs, a desk for reading and writing, and a place for chatting and napping.

The furniture is old but clean. There weren't any rats or cockroaches or anything like that.

"I live here?" Ning Qiuyue couldn't believe it.

It didn't look as bad as she thought it would be, and it would be nice if she lived alone in such a room.

The old lady didn't seem to like to talk much, so she nodded slightly, and then turned away.

"Hey, what rules do I need to follow here? Let me tell you first, I don't know how to fetch water, chop wood, or wash clothes...... Anyway, I can't do any work. If you dare to force me, Miss Ben will have no choice but to be rude to you. ”

She was babbling for a long time, but the old lady had already gone far away.

"Hiss-no, no, I still don't want to talk so hard, my stomach hurts again."

There seemed to be more and more blood oozing under Ning Qiuyue, and she didn't dare to sit, so she had to lean against the door frame to find a way.

"What kind of place is this, there is not even a sanitary napkin."

Just as she was anxious, a person slowly walked from the courtyard. His face was dirty, and his hair was all scattered, like a madman.

The man was still carrying a bucket of water in his hand, and he didn't know what he was going to do with it.

"Mother, let the slave serve you......"

As she spoke, the woman put the wooden barrel at Ning Qiuyue's feet, and then took out a handkerchief from her sleeve. I washed it in the water, took it out and twisted it, and then exhaled to Ning Qiuyue's face.

Frightened, Ning Qiuyue retreated again and again, what's the matter with this woman?

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Ning Qiuyue yelled at her.

But the woman didn't seem to react, she still pressed a handkerchief on Ning Qiuyue's face, and kept muttering: "Niangniang, let the slave maid serve you......"

This is a completely crazy woman.

Ning Qiuyue was very angry. It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind. I thought this place was pretty good just now, but now I instantly understand what despair is.

Not only has she been hungry all day, but the menstrual period is coming, and what's worse is that she now has to face a crazy woman.

"Hey, what the hell am I going to do? Anyway, let me find the cotton belt to stop the bleeding first. Ning Qiuyue looked around the room and decided to look through it first.

"Mother, let the slave serve you......" The madwoman still followed behind her ass.

"Mother, you are big, are you annoying!"

Ning Qiuyue was angry, and directly flew up with a kick, kicking the crazy woman to the ground.

As she fell to the ground, the madwoman knocked over the bucket of water.

This time the madwoman was miserable, her rags and clothes were all wet with water, and the cold wind blew, and she shivered with cold.

But she still muttered: "Niangniang, let the slave and maid serve you......"

This was like Tang Sanzang's recitation of the mantra, and Ning Qiuyue's head was about to explode.

"You shut up for me...... It's you? Spring Sakura! ”

The madwoman's long, disheveled hair was blown by the wind, revealing a dark face. Ning Qiuyue recognized her at a glance, she was Wan Guifei's personal palace maid Chun Ying.

But now......

Why is she here? And how did she go crazy?

There are so many questions in my head that need to be answered.

But now the top priority is to help her up and change into clean clothes, otherwise she will have to freeze if she continues like this.

But that's easier said than done. I can't find a single clean cotton cloth in this room, so where can I find clean clothes?

Ning Qiuyue pulled Chun Ying up and helped her to sit down on a stool. "Chun Ying, it's me, Ning Qiuyue. Do you still recognize me? ”

Chun Ying's eyes were glazed, and she looked at Ning Qiuyue with a stupid smile, and a pair of hands like chicken feet seemed to reach over to touch Ning Qiuyue's face. "Mother, let the slave serve you......"

Ning Qiuyue held her down and ordered her to sit down. "Alright, alright, I know you don't recognize me anymore."

"Hey, I don't know what you've been through, why did you get the way you are......" Ning Qiuyue sighed as she continued to search.

At this time, the old lady who brought Ning Qiuyue to the room came again without saying a word.

She is probably too old, and the age spots on her face are particularly obvious. And the whole face was like a loose old linen, crumpled and stacked like this.

The old woman walked without a sound, like a ghost floating around.

"Oops, you almost scared me to death." Ning Qiuyue turned her back and saw the old lady standing in front of her.

Then a bamboo basket with a lid was placed on the ground.

"What do you mean?" Ning Qiuyue tilted her head and looked at the bamboo basket.

The old lady didn't say a word, only looked at Ning Qiuyue with her two dead fish eyes, then looked at Chun Ying, and then left.

"Weird head and weird ......," Ning Qiuyue muttered, carefully opening the lid of the bamboo basket.

Ah, these things...... It was exactly what she needed.

There were clean strips of cotton, food, and a clean set of clothes.

Oh yes, that old lady is really a little angel.

Ning Qiuyue was very happy, and hurriedly helped Chun Ying change into clean clothes first, and then used cotton strips herself. In the end, she and Chun Ying shared a few hot steamed buns brought by the old mama.

It's delicious, it's delicious, it's the first time I think steamed buns can be so delicious.

While eating, the old lady came again.

This time she brought a bamboo basket with her.

This time, Ning Qiuyue was not scared at all, she jumped over happily. He hugged the old lady warmly, and then took the basket from her hand.

"Let me see what you brought me this time."

Ning Qiuyue opened it and saw that it was another set of clean clothes, but the fabric of this set of clothes was obviously worse. And then there's a plate of pastries.

The old lady looked at Ning Qiuyue, then at Chun Ying, and understood. It turned out that Ning Qiuyue gave the first set of clothes to Chun Ying to wear first.

"Why did you give her that outfit to wear?" The old lady finally spoke.

Ning Qiuyue was startled at first, and then laughed. "I thought you were dumb."

"You're dumb." The old lady glared at her unhappily.

Ning Qiuyue immediately sprinkled coquettishly, "Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Well, you can change your clothes too. I see that you seem to have come to the letter time. "Although the old lady looks very fierce, she is actually not bad-hearted.

Ning Qiuyue nodded very awkwardly, "Hmm." ”

"And what are you still standing for? Go to bed and lie down. Unexpectedly, the old mother was like a mother who cared about her daughter, urging Ning Qiuyue to hurry up and lie on the bed.

"No, I haven't eaten the pastry yet." Ning Qiuyue pouted.

"Then take it to bed and eat." The old lady said as she shoved the pastry into her hand.

"Hee-hee, okay then."

Ning Qiuyue was naturally very surprised, but at the same time, her heart was also warm.

It seems that her luck is not bad, in a place like the cold palace, she not only met Haru Sakura, but also met such a lovely old lady.