Wu turned around, glanced at the inn where his father lived at the end, turned over with tears, and went straight to the palace.

Taking out the token left by Zhou Dan, before closing the palace door, Wu finally entered the palace directly, and as soon as he bolted the horse at the dismount, he saw Junbao walking out of the shadows.

Junbao, as always, does not smile, and cherishes words like gold.

"Let's go back"

The grandfather let himself come to the palace gate to catch the dance very early, as for why? Junbao also half-understood and half-understood, and the wait was more than two hours, he once doubted that how could the palace slave who was released to move freely come back on his own?

Seeing that Wuzhen was back, and believing in her words, Junbao had a good impression and respect in his heart.

"Give, ...... for me Thank you to my grandfather, I ...... Go, where I'm supposed to go."

After stuffing the token to Junbao, the dance head did not look back to the ground, and walked in the direction of the dance music division.

"Where are you going?

Junbao took two steps and shouted in a deep voice, he didn't understand why Wu's attitude towards him was bad and cold, and there was resentment in her eyes that couldn't be hidden.

Wu didn't look back, only shook off coldly, "No need, I'm with that...... There is no more to do with it".

Mai strode away, tears blurring his eyes again.

Junbao froze in place, feeling that the dance had suddenly become very unfamiliar, as if he had completely changed a person.

If you refuse to love, what will be your future path? What will be the fate of a lowly slave? How can you have so much good luck and meet a noble person like your grandfather?

Even if he was scared and wanted to be sheltered, he couldn't, he couldn't drag down his grandfather any longer, and Wu made up his mind in his heart.

"You care about me, but you also hurt me, from now on the two don't owe each other, treat it as a stranger, my way, I go by myself"

Inside the palace, the dance and music division.

Under the guidance of the temple rao, Wu saw a woman who was feminine and very enchanting.

The temple man glanced at it, dressed in dust, dancing tiredly, and spoke with a sharp voice.

"This is the general manager of the Dance and Music Division, you, aren't you hurry, come forward and kowtow?"

How can a person not bow his head under a low eaves?

Wu Shen lowered his head, took two steps forward and knelt down to salute, "Zhen Wu, I've seen Manager You."

Seeing the girl in blue cloth kneeling in front of him, Mr. You suddenly felt suspicious, how could he not relate the person in front of him to the musician who praised the big master above and played the flute like a sound.

got up and came to the dance, Manager You squatted down, his slender fingers picked up the dance's chin, and a face that was neither male nor female forced up, and the voice was also neither male nor female, and he opened his mouth quietly.

You are, the Queen Mother's decree...... Send it over...... A musician playing the flute?"

Mai lowered her eyelashes, hiding her eyes from disgust, and replied softly, "Yes!"

"Then why are you wearing this dress?"

Wu realized that after she took off her filial piety clothes, she had been wearing a blue robe that she didn't know who had changed into, and she rushed over directly and forgot about changing her palace clothes.

I really hated the pungent smell of fat powder on Mr. You's body, and he replied perfunctorily.

"Oh, Duke Zhou, life, I, out of the palace on an errand, just, rushed over directly"

The sentence dance is just to make excuses for yourself, and you don't mean to elevate yourself.

In this palace that is bullied, many palace slaves and maids will stand in line to find a backer, so that they will be less bullied and their lives will be better.

The listener has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

The dancing words had an effect, and Manager You's hand holding her chin let go, and touched her front body along the shoulder.

was touched by the wound of Manager You's slender hand like a chicken claw, and he trembled in pain, and with a complicated and indistinguishable expression, he stood up and twisted back to his seat.

"Since I'm here to dance and music, I have to ...... Follow the rules here. The masters are very busy, they don't have time to care about this matter, and they don't follow the rules...... You're going to have to be punished, don't you hear?"

After Mr. You finished chattering, he sat back in his seat, he couldn't understand, how could a female slave who was not outstanding and had not yet developed provoked open and secret fights between masters?

"It's not for beauty, but for what?"

Manager You put his hand on his forehead, looking like he had a headache, "Okay, this manager is tired, by the way, you ...... What's your name?".

"Zhen Dance"

Manager You frowned slightly, glanced at Wu Wu, and said in disgust: "Zhen Wu? No, no, this name...... It's too ordinary, masters, you won't like it."

Mr. You was in charge, his face was like a lawsuit, his fingers were knocking on his head, he was pondering, and he was still talking to himself.

"What is it called? People are white enough, clever enough, cold...... Well, there you have it, you will call it Xue'er in the future, just like a snowflake, cool and light, floating in the wind...... Flying, white and flawless......"

Mr. You thought about the snowflakes flying, so he got up and danced, his posture and expression were really beautiful in the play, and he was stunned when he saw the dance.

"Yes, yes, yes, well, snowflake, just right, you, it's called Xue'er"

Seeing that Manager You was intoxicated and finished dancing, the temple man who led the dance in looked like a servile and stammered with a smile.

"Xue'er, oh, this name is so good! The manager is aesthetic, it is exquisite and realistic, yes, it is the admiration of the five-body casting"

Manager You was flattered, but his face was also full of pride, cocking his orchid fingers, covering his mouth with a white silk handkerchief, and smiling femininely.

"Giggles, okay, as long as your mouth is sweet, you can give Xue'er and find a place to live...... Oh, forget it, just let her live in the clothing room, that, clear, quiet"

The dance and music division is the place where the palace specializes in singing and dancing, providing singing and dancing, instrumental music and other pastimes and entertainment for the front hall and the palace masters, as big as the king's banquet, to a harem concubine to listen to the music and watch the dance, as long as there is a request, it will be sent to meet at any time.

Mr. You is an old man in the palace, who is exquisite, knows the tricks of the palace best, and has long been accustomed to seeing through, the intrigue between the courtiers in the front hall and the masters of the harem.

Knowing that this musician is a decree of the Queen Mother, transferred from the hard faction of the Zhou Gong Palace, the grandfather and the Zhou Marquis, and the rumors between the slave are already well known.

Mr. You had already inquired about almost everything about the dance, and he felt that it was between the masters and the sons, and they were secretly competing with each other. He doesn't want to get involved, it's a matter of getting into trouble, and if he doesn't care, he will die.

Before he thoroughly understands the ins and outs and explores the depth of the truth and fiction, Mr. You will not cause any trouble to himself.

The dance was led into one by the temple people, and there were rows of shelves, on which many colorful clothes and headdresses were stored, and the room was quite clean, and in the corner of the room, there was a so-called couch built up with a few wooden boards, and there was an old quilt on it.

"You, just live here, this is ...... The private room opened for you, the dance costume decoration, you can't do it privately, it's all ...... Lady Eucalyp's baby"

The temple man confessed to the dance with an expressionless face, and left when he was done.

As soon as he sat on the couch that was erected, the wooden board made a "creaking" sound, and Wu didn't care about this, and when he calmed down, he felt that the wound he had just been touched felt a burst of pain.

Wu remembered that she had changed her medicine since yesterday, and her whole body was still wet with rain, thinking that the condition of the wound was not good, and she felt very cold, and touched her head with her hand, it was still very hot.

"I've got to find some medicine, and if it drags on like this, I'm afraid it's not slanted

Wu wanted to go to find medicine, but he didn't know where to find it for a while? Zhou Gonggong Palace must not be able to go again, the only thing that can go is to go to the Tai Hospital, although it has been dark, but there must be a Tai Doctor on duty.

Dancing on the hanger, he found a robe similar to the palace maid's uniform and put it on, went out, and went to the Tai Hospital.

After turning around for a while, he danced into the courtyard where the hospital was located.

I saw a man in a plain green shirt, boiling medicine in the courtyard, several medicine jars were steaming, the man was constantly stirring the medicine jars in the mist, and his face was blurred under the light of the lantern that was not too bright.

Mai stepped forward and curtsied, "Hello, me, I'll get some...... Trauma Drugs".

"Which palace?"

The man in Tsing Yi did not raise his head, but concentrated on stirring the medicine jar, the medicine jar was stirred up with more heat, and the faint man was like in the clouds, and he felt that his words were also ethereal.

"Oh, oh...... Zhou, the Zhou Gonggong's "

The dance was speechless for a while, and he hesitated for a moment before reporting the name of the palace.

It may have been the dance that caused the man to look up in surprise and stare at her for a moment, then the man turned back to the house, took a porcelain vase and handed it over, and his hand inadvertently touched her.

"Thank you!"

"Don't you know that you have a fever?"

An ethereal voice came from behind him, and Mai stopped, slowly turning his head to meet a pair of light and peaceful eyes.

Seeing that Wu didn't say anything, the man in Tsing Yi returned to the steaming medicine jar room, flatly, "Sit down for a while, I'll help you boil some medicine, otherwise, at night, it will be very sad."

Wu was stunned for a moment, gratefully glanced at the busy figure, and there was a trace of warmth in his heart.

"Thank you!"

Wu was very obedient, sitting under a tree and waiting, he was so tired that after a while, his eyelids couldn't be opened, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

With that, Junbao returned to the study of Zhou Gonggong Palace and put the token on the desk where Zhou Dan was sitting.

"Back to Grandpa, Zhen Wu, has returned to the palace, she, she, she went, where she should go, I don't know ......"

Zhou Dan wrinkled his brows and answered in a daze, "She, went to the Dance Division."

Zhou Dan stared at the token on the case blankly, silent for a long time, looking lonely and lonely, with a worried and disgusted look in his eyes, as if he was talking to Junbao and talking to himself.

"She, heard, what she shouldn't know, alas! Thinking only about others, has she ever considered herself?"

"This ......"

Junbao was speechless for a while, and didn't know how to answer?

King Zhou's former internal official was introduced into the study to preach.

"The slave has seen the grandfather, the king Xuan, go to the imperial study to meet him"

"There is a labor officer, please go first, this father, and I will be there later"

"Junbao, go to the Mai Lesi to take a look, she has injuries on her body, bring some medicine over, and take a look...... How is the accommodation? What is the lack of use?"

For the dance, she went directly to the dance music division, Zhou Dan was entangled and heavy in her heart, and she was also annoyed that she made her own opinions, disappointed her own heart, and added worries and troubles.

Regarding the matter of the dance being sent to the dance music division, Zhou Dan wanted to put it off again, relying on Brother Wang's attention to himself and his grandmother's love for him, he felt that Brother Wang and his grandmother could finally understand him, and there may be room for maneuver in things.

Mai went directly to the Mai Le Division, and sat down on the facts, which ruined his original plan. When he thought about dancing and leaving, it was all for his own sake, but Zhou Dan really couldn't get angry, and all that was left was worry.

"Yes, Grandpa, please rest assured", Junbao should leave and go straight to the Mairakuji.

As soon as he entered the Dance and Music Division, Junbao met a palace man and hurriedly stepped forward to inquire: "Not long ago, a teenage girl just came here...... Where?"

The temple man was the one who took the dance just now, he looked at Junbao with a cold face and a sword, and he was also scared in his heart, pointing in the direction of the room where the dance lived.

"She's, over there, in the backyard. Slave, let's take the adults there."

Junbao followed to the door of a secluded house, and the temple people shouted in a trembling voice: "Xue'er, someone is looking for you", shouted a few times, but there was no echo inside.

Junbao kicked open the door, saw that it was a room full of shelves, and walked inside, only to see that in the corner, there was a bed made of several wooden boards, and on the couch was placed the blue cloth bag that Wu Gang carried.

Junbao's face became darker, his eyes were cold, and he was questioning.

"You, her name is Cher?"

The temple people felt that Junbao's eyes were as sharp as knives, and they trembled with fright.

"Oh, this is the steward, just given to her...... A new name"

"Bastard! she, now, where has she gone?"

The temple people didn't know who this appalling master was scolding? Knowing that it was not easy to provoke, he said with an innocent face: "My lord, I really don't know, where did she go?

After hearing this, Junbao felt that the people of this temple should not know, and he had to deal with him again, so he left in a hurry.

As soon as he took two steps, he remembered that his grandfather asked him to pay attention to Wu's residence, Junbao glanced around, and basically knew that he didn't know the people of this temple, and now he didn't have time to find the manager, so he coldly fell over.

"You, you'd better tell those ...... I don't know what to do, who dares to bully Zhen Wu, then don't blame it...... Lord's sword doesn't have eyes."

The temple people were frightened and frightened, and only promised, "Yes, yes, don't dare, don't dare."