"I can't leave the palace."

Mu Qianqian's body trembled, and she was about to say her difficulties, but Mama Duan didn't want to listen to her suffering history at all, and said with a wooden face: "Then compete for favor, use the rest of your life, and use your life to compete for the emperor's favor." ”

This sentence is too profound for fifteen-year-old Mu Qianqian.

She didn't understand at all.

Isn't spoiling the lucky show girl something the emperor would have done?

Why did Mama Duan let her use her life to compete for favor?

The sun is shining, and I have experienced the snow-capped palace, and the eaves and corners have been washed out of the new look.

The sunlight shines down, and the rows of green tiles and red walls show its nobility and magnificence.

At the end of the long palace road, there were walking palace people who suddenly retreated to the wall and knelt down.

This is the step of a noble man.

Mama Duan stretched out her hand and pushed Mu Qianqian aside: "Kneel." ”

When a mighty group of people arrived in front of her, Mu Qianqian only felt a gust of fragrant wind coming, and she couldn't help but look up and look at it secretly.

I saw twelve palace people clustered around a chariot, on which sat a beautiful woman with a thousand lights, she was gorgeously dressed, combed her hair in a complicated bun, and the dazzling headdress on her head did not make people feel messy and crowded, but had a sense of nobility of the daughter of a rich and noble family.

The red palace dress, with the right makeup on her face, just looked like she was born for this majestic imperial city.

The woman who is high up in the sky feels the same as the feeling of the palace.

The same wealth and charming eyes.

The magpie couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, Jiang Xinyue glanced at her: "What are you secretly laughing at alone?" ”

The magpie raised his head and looked up at her, with a smile between his eyebrows: "The slave maid thought of the time when the slave maid and the maid entered the palace to run for election three years ago, at that time, the slave maid and the maid also met the first queen's phoenix driver on this road, and the show girl was scolded by the father-in-law in charge because she looked up at the first queen!" ”

She sighed and took a deep breath: "Now our mother has become the one who is envied by the show girls, this is what Qian Sheng's father-in-law talks about all day long, what flowers are the same every year, but people are different, right?" ”

The frost fell and laughed: "What people say is that the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year." ”

The magpie said confidently: "Doesn't that mean what I mean?" ”

Jiang Xinyue also chuckled, magpie is a robber logic, frost can't kill her.

"But the slave thinks this sentence has to be changed now."

The magpie shook his head and said: "It is called the same every year, and the same every year." ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded: "It seems that our magpies still have the potential to be great poets." ”

The palace is now full of roses, all kinds of samples, and new varieties developed by craftsmen.

The plum garden, begonia garden, and lotus pond are gone, and there are roses everywhere.

Qingyang Palace is renamed from the original lotus washing hall, the lotus pond in front is filled up, after planting roses, the palace is not damp to attract mosquitoes, the scenery is very good in spring, the roses are in full bloom, beautiful.

There are already many show girls who are inquiring about Qingyang Palace and want to move in after the canonization.

As for the fact that there have been people dead in the palace, and even there are unjust souls in the lotus pond, the emperor has ordered that the palace people are not allowed to talk nonsense, who dares to reveal it?

Everyone only knows that this is where the former imperial concubine Niangniang lived, and I heard that it was also here to restore favor, that is the blessed land of the show girls!

The magpie who was praised by Jiang Xinyue was so proud that she pouted her little mouth to watch the frost fall: "Did you hear that?" The mother said that I am a poet. ”

Frostfall: Niang Niang said that she seems to have the potential to be a poet, right?

And this sentence is obviously ridiculing her, she really doesn't listen to her scolding, and she takes it seriously.

Worthy of a magpie.

"Yes!"

Frost looked at her mother's proud appearance, and deliberately made a joke of her: "The great poet can write several love poems to some people tonight, I think some people should be happy to die when they receive them." ”

"Frostfall!"

The magpie stared at a pair of big eyes, from the red face to the root of the neck, thinking that Jiang Xinyue didn't know it yet, so he secretly looked at his master with his eyes, and gently slapped the frost with his elbow: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like herring, I don't marry, I want to serve my mother for the rest of my life." ”

"Did I say that some people are herrings?"

Jiang Xinyue was almost scared to death by this fool, but she still gritted her teeth tightly and tried not to laugh out loud.

She still has to pretend that she doesn't know, let the magpie and the herring slowly develop and get along, and can't put too much pressure on the magpie.

Women in this era are like being born again.

She didn't want to compare the usefulness of a woman to marrying and having children, but the Great Yan Dynasty was indeed not the afterlife, and the world that women could display was only in the backyard.

Participating in politics and showing up is a shame and impossible thing for women in this era.

Occasionally, one or two women are above men, and that is also an exception among exceptions, they are forced to be desperate by the current situation of life, and the hardships are not something ordinary people can endure.

Therefore, if the magpie wants to marry Qingyu, Jiang Xinyue hopes that they can fully understand each other, accept all the advantages and disadvantages of each other, and be sure that it is not too late to marry again without abandoning each other for the rest of their lives.

The magpie made a big red face, and quickly changed the topic wittily: "Niangniang, did you notice just now?" The show girl behind Mama Duan looks like when you first entered the palace! ”

Whether it's temperament, body shape, or demeanor.

But the show girl lowered her head, she didn't see it too clearly, and she didn't know how similar that face was.

That's why she noticed the show girl.

Jiang Xinyue glanced back, Mama Duan had already led the show girl away, and she only saw a blurred back disappearing at the end.

But that's okay.

She is still young and beautiful, even if the emperor wants to find a stand-in, he has to wait until she dies, otherwise she is here with this genuine version, and he will go to find a replacement when he is full?

The emperor is fourteen or fifteen years older than her, and if he wants to die, the emperor will die first, and no one can be her imitation.

"Qingyang Palace?"

Wei Shu sneered: "That idiot wants to live in Qingyang Palace, let her live, as long as she knows the truth, don't cry and shout to leave." ”

Huang Yanyu spent money to buy off the Internal Affairs Office, and it is no secret that he wants to distribute it in Qingyang Palace.

The main thing is that she herself is too high-profile, and it is difficult for others to think about it.

Such a flamboyant person, if he is protected by the imperial concubine, he can still be domineering for a while.

If not, it would be an early death.

Wei Shu has been in and out of the imperial court since she was a child, and she knows more about the secrets of the palace than others.

What happened in Qingyang Palace, she also heard some from her sister-in-law Pei Yu.

Where people have died, the emperor is unlucky, how can he spoil the show girl there?