How did she get here?

Lin Wangtang, who was extremely surprised to hear this name, although he was curious, still maintained the state that he should have fainted.

"Has it always been like this?"

Su Yaqin's familiar voice came, with a little inquiry.

"Back to the words of the little master of Su, the little master of Lin...... The little lord doesn't know when he will wake up! ”

Hearing Su Yaqin's inquiry, Xiyue couldn't help but whimper again.

Although she has not been in the palace for a long time, she can often hear the old palace maid talk about the previous concubine.

has been injured again and again like his own little master, and he really can't pick out the second one.

Thinking of this, she blamed herself for not protecting the little master.

"Okay, don't cry, your little master is fainting, and it's not gone!"

Su Yaqin's somewhat displeased voice made Xiyue stop talking, but Lin Wantang couldn't help but slander when she heard this.

This Su Yaqin, even if she doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, she actually said this to her face.

I really bullied her and 'fainted'!

"I don't know why Little Master Su is here?"

At this time, Zhixia's calm voice came, and the room was quiet.

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard that your little master fainted, I'll take a look."

Su Yaqin waved her hand, glanced at the surrounding arrangements very casually, and then looked at Lin Wangtang who was lying down.

"Thank you for your concern, when the little master wakes up, the slave will tell the little master."

The same toneless, but Lin Wantang couldn't help but sigh that fortunately, there was such a calm slave as Zhixia.

As for what Su Yaqin said, she didn't believe a word, this Su Yaqin must have encountered something.

"Since your little master is still dizzy, I won't bother."

After saying this, Su Yaqin glanced at Lin Wantang again with regret, and then left with his subordinates.

When she got out of Qinmei Garden, Su Yaqin's whole person seemed to be exhausted, helpless and pitiful.

How can there be the pride of the prime minister's daughter half before.

"Little Master ......"

Looking at Su Yaqin's depressed appearance in front of her, the beautiful palace maid who had been following behind couldn't help but step forward to hold her hand.

"Azhu, is there really no way?"

Su Yaqin seemed to lean her whole body on the palace maid's body, her delicate hand grabbed the palace maid's wrist, and her tone was once desperate.

Yesterday, her mother entered the palace and told her about Su Yalan's condition, and specially explained that the court has been unstable recently, and the emperor is a little dissatisfied with his father.

The words were full of hints that she used the acolyte to strengthen her father's position in the emperor's heart.

Although she did not explicitly refuse, she did not respond.

Who would have thought that early this morning, she received a message from her father-in-law, saying that she was ready to go to bed at night.

The news was like a bolt from the blue for her.

She really didn't want to think about it at all, so she thought of Lin Bangtang.

I just want to ask her, the last time the emperor stayed in Qinmei Garden, how did she let the emperor go......

Now that Lin Wangtang has fainted, she can't faint too, right?

"Little Master ......"

Hearing the helpless whisper of her beloved, the palace maid who was called Azhu subconsciously tightened her palms.

How could she be willing to send her beloved to someone else's bed?

"Azhu, shall we elope?"

Su Yaqin, who had been silent for a long time, looked up again with unparalleled firmness.

"Little master, you will die if you do this!"

Hearing such rebellious words, Ah Zhu subconsciously blocked it.

This is a harem, heavily guarded, how can the two of them elope and elope?

"I'm not afraid, I'd rather die a vigorous death than a disgusting bedman!"

As if convincing Ah Zhu and convincing herself, Su Yaqin's eyes were full of enthusiasm, looking at the person she liked in front of her.

When her father asked her to enter the palace before, she didn't think that she would sleep in bed.

But once this happened, she found that she really couldn't accept it......

Instead of enduring nausea and sleeping, it is better to flee boldly, even if you die, at least your body is clean!

"But little lord, we die easily, what about the old lady?"

Ah Zhu's words were like a basin of ice water poured on Su Yaqin's heart, extinguishing the fire in her heart.

She seemed to lose her vitality all of a sudden, and her whole person began to decade.

Yes, she died easily, but what about her father and mother?

Not to mention repaying the kindness of her upbringing, if the emperor blames her father for her death, how can her father be relieved?

"Woo woo woo ......"

There were thousands of thoughts in her heart, and Su Yaqin, who couldn't hold back, hugged Ah Zhu and bit her arm to prevent herself from crying.

And Ah Zhu was full of distress, desperately suppressing the words blurted out.

She really wanted to ignore it, but the words of the palace master let her know that it was the best love to protect her beloved and live well......

But now, what is the way to escape the emperor's favor?

Thinking of this, Ah Zhu seemed to be woken up by something, looked at the little master who had been crying, and had a bold idea in his heart.

This harem was full of people, and others only saw Su Yaqin holding Yahuan, and the person who didn't think about him left in a hurry to hide his curiosity, busy with his own business.

In this harem, people who don't cry every day, even if they lose their arms and legs, they lose their lives.

Less curiosity is the first rule of survival in this harem.

I have to say that the speed of the eldest uncle is extremely fast, and in less than a day, this informant arrived in Qinmei Garden.

At this time, most people are drowsy.

When Lin Wantang was a little dazed and sleepy when he opened his eyes, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, and then an unfamiliar figure stood in front of her.

"Miss, don't be afraid, this is a letter from the Taishi to you."

Just when Lin Wantang was struggling with whether to continue to pretend to be dizzy or get up and shout, a sentence blocked her thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, he ran out of the window again.

But it really came and went without a trace.

Lin Wangtang complained secretly, then looked at the letter on the bed, stretched out his hand to open it, but when he saw the first few words, his eyes widened.

Uncle's move is really bold and exciting.

The night soon came, as usual, the moon and stars, the favorite of the literati and elegant guests.

At Su Yaqin's place, the sound of the piano was continuous, pushing the cups and handing over the lamps, Xiao Shenze sat at the rosewood table, looking at Su Yaqin not far away in a pale long gauze caressing the qin, cup after cup, I don't know what I was thinking.

Ah Zhu, who was standing on the side, held the wine jug in his hand tightly, looking at his beloved with a determined look.

I don't know how many cups I drank, until Xiao Shenze's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that Su Yaqin had a double image, and then he subconsciously shook his head.

"The emperor is drunk ......"

At this time, a soft and weak voice came from beside him, Xiao Shenze subconsciously turned his head, and in a hazy sense, he seemed to see Lin Wantang smiling at him.

"Oh no, it's on fire!"

In the middle of the night, when most of the people were asleep, a scream suddenly came from Qinmei Garden!