Chapter 40: The Choice

Outside the Ci'an Palace, the little palace maids shuttled through the courtyard as usual, the busy figures were projected on the window, a pot of well-trimmed, well-cultivated purple swallows were gently placed under the corridor of the inner hall, and the branches of the slanted moon flowers were on top of the full flower bones, and the sound of its flowers blooming was like a heavy blow from a green-skinned drum, which clearly fell on Shen Qinghe's ears, and completely shattered the trance in her eyes.

Shen Qinghe has not paid attention to the beautiful scenery outside the window for a long time, she has been looking down for a long time, and even rarely looks up at the blue sky and sunny sky, but also to find a suitable opportunity, most of the time, looking down at her feet and groveling is her normal.

She couldn't help but sneer, and asked herself in her heart, what did she get in exchange for her years of careful behavior, walking on thin ice, and stepping step by step to the position of the palace commander? Is it in exchange for the respect of others, or is it the favor of the masters and girls? I'm afraid neither.

She is still her, in the eyes of these pampered people who can decide the life and death of others with a single raise of their hands, she is still the most inconspicuous palace maid, still the most inconsequential person, she is an ant, a squint. 𝕄.𝙑𝙤🄳🅃𝕎.𝙘𝕆𝙢

The last sentence left by the Queen Mother turned into a sharp dagger, stabbing into Shen Qinghe's beating heart, dripping blood dyed red along the veins, and the bottom of the heart was white brocade, Shen Qinghe's eyes slowly became resolute, and her fingertips were embedded in her palms, she didn't want the most precious thing in her heart to be trampled on at will.

Shen Qinghe's face appeared in front of her eyes, if someone really touched her bottom line, she asked herself, as a palace maid, is she really capable of protecting the person she wants to protect?

In the deep palace, is it to be the one who controls the fate of others, or is it the other way around? Shen Qinghe sank down and thought quietly that she needed to make a choice.

Someone approached Shen Qinghe and lifted her upper body lightly, Shen Qinghe looked up along the blue palace clothes, Honeysuckle calmly held a small face, and said with a little reluctance in his eyes: "Auntie, seeing that the sky is getting dark, you have been kneeling in the inner hall for an hour, and the slave will help you to rest in the side hall." ”

"Really? I've been on my knees for an hour? Shen Qinghe didn't know it, his autumn eyes were sparkling, the corners of his mouth pulled out a far-fetched smile, and he stiffened his legs according to the strength of honeysuckle: "It's almost dinner time, call someone to pass the meal in, I'll rest and rest, and I'll go to serve the Queen Mother." ”

Honeysuckle bit her lip and comforted: "Auntie, the Queen Mother just said that there is no need for an aunt to serve the meal today, just let the loose frost and autumn yin be on the side." He also said, Auntie, you are also tired, just rest for a few days and serve in front of the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother said, you should know how to rest well. ”

Shen Qinghe's right hand that beat her knee stopped in the air for a moment, she blinked, stood up completely, her eyelashes trembled, and she didn't meet Shen Qinghe's burning gaze.

After a long time, Shen Qinghe smiled, let go of Honeysuckle and said, "Really?" That's the Queen Mother feeling sorry for me. Then go and serve, and leave me alone. ”

Honeysuckle was surprised to see Shen Qinghe's smiling face like a flash in the pan, she was extremely surprised that Shen Qinghe's smile was not lost to any of the concubines in the palace, or even more beautiful and lovely, and she also guessed what the Queen Mother was punishing Shen Qinghe for, she was obviously the backbone of the people in the Ci'an Palace, and she was the one who was the most unlikely to make a mistake.

While Honeysuckle was thinking about it, Shen Qinghe was already fluttering and walked out of the inner hall.

As soon as she came out of the inner hall, a trace of amazement suddenly appeared on Shen Qinghe's face, knowing that this was the Queen Mother deliberately making things difficult for her, but the corner of Shen Qinghe's heart suddenly collapsed, and she looked at the brightly lit Ci'an Hall and the quietly descending night outside.

Shen Qinghe stayed in place for a long time, and the lonely figure attracted the eyes of countless palace people in the courtyard, they either looked at Shen Qinghe sideways, or when they passed by Shen Qinghe in pairs, they respectfully called their aunt, but the surprise and curiosity in their eyes could not be hidden, and even more, the figure was hidden under the corridor, but the inquisitive gaze made Shen Qinghe seem to feel that he had not an inch on his body.

She sighed lightly and chose to walk out of the deep palace wall of Ci'an Palace, the paper lanterns were blown by the wind, the flickering candle flames were scattered on the ground like a layer of gold foil, Shen Qinghe was wearing a thin palace dress and walked on the dark palace road, with her arms wrapped, letting the cold wind blow a wisp of depression in her heart.

"Miss Qinghe."

In the corner of the remote palace gate,