Walk?

Ding Yun'er looked up and looked at the luxurious palace not far away, and the anger that had already surged in her heart was slowly eating away at her reason.

Ding Bao did it on purpose.

She's deliberately humiliating and torturing herself!

How? Do you want her to retreat, or are you worried that she will threaten her status in the palace?

No matter what, Ding Yun'er can be sure that everything Ding Bao did was forcing her to leave.

"The mother is fine, the daughter has been familiar with the four books since she was a child, and she is proficient in literature and art, can the rules in the palace be more difficult to understand than the ancient books and documents left by the ancestors? Don't worry, I'll be back in seven days. ”

Zhou was distressed.

This daughter of mine is a delicate palm, the first talented woman in the capital, and a girl who is admired by the three princes, but now she has to suffer a lot of grievances in the palace.

But it can't be helped.

If Cen Yao is in power today, Ding Bao is the only concubine in the palace, and now that the government is chaotic, it is not her who does whatever she wants.

In the end, the mother and daughter left in tears.

In the Muhua Palace, Ding Bao listened to the maid talking in the tone of the Zhou mother and daughter, and couldn't help but smile and raise his eyebrows.

"Niangniang, she is so disrespectful to you, and you are so generous."

Ding Bao nodded, of course, she was the most generous.

"Well, you will go and talk to Mama Yang later, my sister is a Jiangnan woman, and she is not used to eating things from our north, so she only needs to prepare some porridge and side dishes in the morning and evening. There are many rules in the palace, and she will be asked to see the palace in a month. ”

When the maid heard this, she nodded again and again, and then looked at Ding Bao, secretly careful in her heart.

Concubine Zhuang really lives up to her reputation.

has a lot of thoughts, high means, tortures people, and doesn't even let go of his own sister.

Mama Yang is a well-known bitter and mean girl in the palace, and the show girl who was raised under her is not hated and afraid of her in her heart.

It seems that in the next month, this young lady will have to suffer.

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Evening is approaching, and the heavy snow still has no intention of stopping.

Ding Bao painted another afternoon in front of the desk, and the box under the bed in the dormitory was almost full.

After finishing the painting today, Ding Bao hid the painting as usual, and as soon as he got up, he heard a woman's voice behind him.

"What is the mother doing?"

Ding Bao frowned, turned to look at the person in front of him, and looked displeased.

"Who let you enter the dormitory of the main palace casually?"

Jiang Chong retracted his gaze and lowered it respectfully.

"I'm here to tell my mother that I'm almost healed from my injuries, and I'll leave in a few days."

Ding Bao couldn't ask for it.

"Then what other decoction do you need tell me directly, you can rest if you have nothing to do."

It was impossible for Jiang Chong to follow Ding Bao every day, and most of the time he stayed in the wing room next to the hall to rest.

The injuries on the body are real.

Cen Yao's Jinyi guard is clever, if it weren't for someone desperately saving him, his life would have been confessed on the way to the palace.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Cen Yao was entangled in the famine and couldn't get out, so Jiang Chong got the opportunity to enter the palace and find Concubine Zhuang.

Now it seems that Concubine Zhuang is a soft persimmon that is easy to handle.

Ding Bao felt Jiang Chong's calculating gaze, followed by silently turned his head and continued to pretend to be soft persimmons.

Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong in her heart, and a faint and measured pain came in bursts.

Realizing that something was wrong, her face sank, and she spoke coldly.

"It's not early, don't move around, hurry back."

Jiang Chong looked at her, saw that Ding Bao's face was a little pale, remembered her illness, and stopped when he was about to go out.