The night's gas finally found an outlet.

Qu Guiren felt a little more comfortable at this time, and held the arm of the red shirt and said, "I'm tired, help me go to wash!" As for this cheap maid, she was demoted to a second-class palace maid! Don't dangle in front of me in the future!! ”

She endured it all night.

That's all there is to it, the most important thing is that the emperor ran away with the princess!

After Cui Sleeve stole the chicken and failed to lose the rice, Qu Guiren won the favor for several days in a row.

Although Murong Linshen only came over for dinner most of the time, for these concubines who couldn't see the monarch for a month, this was already a big favor.

Qu Guiren was proud of the spring breeze, and hated the women in the harem gritting their teeth and ready to move.

Some people even inquired about her behavior of delivering soup at the beginning, and imitated her to send it a few times, but it had no effect at all.

Linlang still cooks vegetables every day, so busy that her feet don't touch the ground, and she doesn't have much time to simulate. During this period, he also made several snacks for Princess Pillow Dream and saved a sum of silver.

Concubine Rong finally made a move.

The emperor turned over her sign for two days in a row.

didn't even come over to eat, and directly cut off the legend of the Qu nobles.

Second, when she went to greet the Queen Mother, Gu Liangyuan even ridiculed her a few times.

"What's the use of food delivery? Concubine Rong gave it away, and gave the palace maid who had been with her for many years to the emperor......"

"How can this dead thing be compared with a living man?"

Gu Liangyuan also hadn't seen the holy face for a long time, and she was irritable.

But she clings to Concubine Rong, and it is naturally impossible for her to go up at this time, so she simply heads towards Qu Guiren, who is lower than her.

When she returned to the palace that day, Qu Weirou broke several tea sets in a row.

Thinking of Gu Liangyuan's words, she hesitated, and suddenly said fiercely: "Go and call Linlang in for me!" ”

Seeing that her hairpin ring was disheveled, and her expression was like that of Shura, the red shirt hurriedly responded yes.

After going out, he dragged Linlang and said in a low voice: "The little master called you, she has a big temper at this time, and you should pay more attention to yourself when you go in later." ”

"Thank you sister for reminding me."

Linlang had just finished cooking, and the apron and shirt on his body had not yet been removed. My heart sank, knowing that this level had finally come.

There are broken porcelain pieces scattered all over the place.

Linlang specially picked a good piece of land and saluted in a proper manner, "Little master." ”

As soon as she came in, Qu Guiren opened her eyes.

His gaze rested on her face like a knife, as if he wanted to rip off a layer.

She reached out and pinched Linlang's face and looked at it carefully.

The girl is still young, and her cheeks are still soft baby fat. The tentacles are warm and delicate, like a piece of fine warm jade.

Not to mention shocking.

But there is another kind of beauty that seems to be full of vitality under the spring sun, especially in this gray and cold deep palace, it is particularly vibrant.

It's not like a flower, but more like a vigorous and tenacious vine that climbs upwards forever.

"Compared with you, Concubine Rong's big palace maid is nothing."

Qu Guiren is both satisfied and complicated.

Even if it's Concubine Rong, don't want to step on her!

"Little Master ......"

Linlang cursed the beautiful label in her heart again, but her face showed a bewildered expression.

"Tomorrow, you make a table of good dishes and send them over in person, if the emperor comes, you will stay and talk to you."

Qu Guiren tried to soften his face.

But looking for someone to push on the dragon couch, no matter how you think about it, it is somewhat unstoppable.

Linlang maintained the appearance of an innocent and docile deer, and there was already a roar in her heart.

Say Nima, speak!

Say that the Cypriots are so elegant!!