The fragrant soup covered with flower petals was filled with wisps of mist, covering the greasy white shoulders with a dreamlike light veil.

Mama is well-maintained, and her slippery fingertips, which are still slowly wrinkled, caress the snow with a wisp of coolness.

"It's good that Miss can figure it out, you also know that the situation is difficult now, Your Highness is struggling, stay in this palace and make less trouble, don't make trouble for Your Highness. Most of the soldiers in the Northland are your father's old subordinates, and now they are rebelling against the imperial court with your father's banner, you should understand what your current situation is. "

She held the soup scoop and poured warm water on Jiang Xi's body: "The concubine has been favored by her father and brother since she was a child, she has grown up pampered, her mind is pure, and she is an old friend of your mother, so it is inevitable that she will feel sorry for you, but you should also recognize your identity, don't be spoiled." You grew up in front of Mama, how can Mama not feel distressed? But if you look at the piles and pieces you have done, which one should a prospective princess do? "

"Thinking about your young age, you don't care too much, but the who pries you for not learning well, Mama will not let go easily, and she also looks at the young lady's long memory, and it is not in vain that Mama begs the Bodhisattva to tell the ancestors to look at you well."

Jiang Xi's heart was cold, but she replied in a soft tone with a touched look: "She knows that she can't hurt her anymore, she has indeed done it, and she will definitely not do it in the future." "

What can she do now?

Emperor Yongzhao erased her father's glorious exploits with a marriage contract and tied her life to Yan Zhao, who had naively wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

Now it seems that it is just a joke, Yan Zhao is not the only one who has a choice, but she can only choose Yan Zhao, and she has become a silk flower attached to him.

She can't even protect the Qianhe who she regards as her own sister, if it weren't for the real person stopping the execution of the guards, I'm afraid she would never see Sister Qianhe again.

Even so, Qihe was also imprisoned in the firewood room, and Mama clearly said that she would not be allowed to deliver food and water for five days, and she would live if she could survive it, and she would go to the back kitchen to do miscellaneous labor, and if she couldn't survive, she would die, and she would be wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into the refugee pit.

"Someone, the lady dresses and dresses up."

Mama Zhou took a pure white cotton towel to dry the water on her hands, and ordered the maid waiting outside to come in and serve, and then gently rubbed her waist and went out with the support of her personal maid Huixin.

She has a bad waist, this kind of bath often takes more than half an hour, and every time she refuses to fake her hands to others, it is also to seek peace of mind, so that she will not be married and make some ugly things.

At first, Jiang Xi thought that Mama really felt sorry for her, and she had to see it in person to rest assured, but now she also understands that she is not worried about Mama's fatigue at all.

The two new maids, one named Liuying and one Qingluo, both have apricot eyes and peach cheeks, good looks with pink lips and a nose, and their bodies are rich and sultry, wiping the water on her body expressionlessly and dressing her.

These two people were personally selected by Mama from the palace to serve Jiang Zhao, and it was better to serve her than to serve Yan Zhao.

After all, Jiang Zhao and Yan Zhao are five years apart, she is still the age when the pink lotus is first revealed, Yan Zhao is almost an adult, the son of a wealthy family, and at this age, the house has prepared a little maid in the house early.

What's more, Yan Zhao is still a prince.

These Jiang Xi still don't know, now all she can perceive is that these two maids have the arrogance and neglect of nothing, the noble girl's dresses are overlapping and complicated, if the tie is not smoothed, you can see the shallow convex marks.

"What's your name?" She suppressed the strangeness in her heart.

"Slave and maid Liuying, slave and maid Qingluo, Mama Zhou said that in the future, the two of us will be Miss's personal maidservants."

The maid named Liuying had a more gorgeous complexion, and there was a small reddish mole at the end of her eyes, which added a bit of romantic color, and she replied casually while combing Jiang Xi's hair in a bun.

"Eh~ The slave maid has just arrived, and she accidentally hurt Miss, and I ask Miss for forgiveness." Liuying deliberately pulled Jiang Xi's hair, and apologized in a fake voice.

Jiang Xi hissed in pain, she tore off a strand of her hair alive, how could she bear it?

"Since you are born in the palace, how do you wait for the master, you should know, don't talk about the tie of the petticoat, why do you pull a strand of hair alive? If you can't do an errand well, then go back to the palace to learn, and the sister-in-law inside should be able to teach. "

"Eh~ Miss, the slave knows that she is wrong, you, don't be angry! We will not return to the palace no matter what, do you know what the concubine said, the two of us did not come to this palace to be your little maidservant, but to serve Your Highness. "

Liuying's sweet voice provoked Jiang Xi's anger, her arrogance was too arrogant, which made Qingluo, who was standing beside her, a little frightened, and couldn't help but pull her sleeves.

Serving Your Highness? What kind of service is it? If it was just a job of serving tea and water, she would not be so arrogant, and she would have been the kind of servant.

After figuring out the trick, Jiang Xi sneered coldly: "In this case, I don't want to move your big Buddha, go down quickly!" "

She threw the ivory comb on the dressing table, twisted her waist and left, her posture like a dead mother.

Jiang Xi clenched her fists, her nails sunk deep into her palms, and she stared at the trembling Qingluo, she knelt down almost immediately when Jiang Xi looked at her: "Miss forgive me!" She didn't mean to. "

"You are the same as her, you are all picked by your grandmother to serve Your Highness, my Qiongyu Pavilion can't afford the Buddha, leave with her!"

"Miss forgiveness, sister is not sensible, slave apologizes for her, please forgive Miss!"

Jiang Xi became interested, and looked at Qingluo who was kneeling on the ground with her head bowed with her eyes, she looked similar to Liuying, but she didn't have that mole, plus her temperament was timid, and her bright color was reduced by a few points, not as bright as her sister, and she really couldn't see that they were sisters at first sight.

"You're a sensible sister." She sighed and looked away.

"The slave doesn't dare, please don't blame the young lady, the slave will re-groom the young lady."

Jiang Xi stretched out her hand, she immediately understood, untied her robe, and combed her hair again.

In the meantime, she looked at the wild goose passing by outside the flower window, and then did not speak, there is nothing more important than the lotus at the moment, and the grandmother did not allow anyone to send food and water for five days, saying that it was a grace, not wanting the life of the lotus.

She was locked up in Qiongyu Pavilion and grounded, she couldn't go to see it if she wanted to, the whole palace had the final say, no one dared to rebel against what she was not allowed, and the only one who could save Qianhe was the old man in Dongyuan.

But when the old man rescued Qihe, Mama should spare her life, and he was all faced. Behind his back, he ordered someone to lock the lotus in the firewood room, and the old man was afraid that he was still in the dark, but he didn't know that the lotus was locked in the firewood room and waited for death.

I have to think of handing over the news, Your Excellency Qiong Yu is full of people, and the slightest movement upstairs will be known, and there is no reliable maid here to call, Jiang Xi is a little desperate.

I looked out the window at the elm trees, the stretched branches, the lush canopy, and the sound of the wind.

What about climbing trees?

This ancient elm is attached to the Qiongyu Pavilion, sometimes the branches are stretched into her pavilion, recently she lives, Uncle Chen ordered someone to prune it, but what if she stepped on the sparkling green tile cornices and climbed the branches and went to the next courtyard?

Jiang Xi's dead eyes lit up, and the more she thought about it, the more excited she became: "You go get me some snacks, I'm a little sleepy, I don't need dinner, don't come in and disturb me." "

"Yes, miss."

Qingluo inserted a step shake between her temples and responded softly.

It didn't take long for him to bring some snacks over, and Jiang Xi pretended to eat some tea and let Qingluo go down.

Watching the blood-red remnant sun fall, the sky slowly darkened, and the moon slowly rose.

Jiang Xi caressed her heart, found a dark narrow-sleeved skirt and put it on, carried two cold shortbreads in her arms, and gently opened the window.

There was still wind at night, and the slippery tiles were tilting downward, Jiang Xi was a little nervous, and her palms were wet and greasy.

If she falls, she will die, she pretends to be calm, and she steps forward with small broken steps, if she falls and dies, then Sister Qihe will not have to live.

It was because she was so careful, her heart was pounding, a crescent moon hung in the sky, swallowed up by the thick clouds, and tomorrow would be a rainy day.

But she didn't care whether it would be rain or shine tomorrow, so she swallowed her saliva and leaned over to reach the extended branches of the elm tree.

Thankfully, she crawled over!

But before he could be happy, he met a pair of shining eyes, and a hissing sound came into his ears.

A snake! It's going to die!

After thousands of calculations, I missed that there would be a snake on this tree, Jiang Xi's eyes were dark, and her body shook slightly and fell down!

The feeling of weightlessness was quite familiar to her, and she vaguely thought in her mind that she would return to the west before Sister Qihe...

Unexpectedly fell into a slightly cool embrace, and suddenly opened his eyes to a pair of dark and cold eyes-