In the morning, the large courtyard of the outer palace gate was quiet and peaceful, and in a dilapidated room, Zi Ning was lying on the couch half sideways, looking through the window lattice, looking at the pink and white apricot blossoms that were blooming outside. It was easy to touch it yesterday, and if it weren't for the white ball to guide the way, she would still be crawling in the Zunhua Palace at the moment.

The blood stains on the men's white satin shirt had long since dried up, solidifying into red blood stains. Zi Ning folded the clothes flat and thought, "It's okay if this clothes are not washed, there is still his smell on them." His nose approached the garment, sniffed deeply, and couldn't help blushing, and his heart throbbed.

Holding his bulging belly, the white ball was lying asleep in the burlap pile on the couch table. Last night, Zi Ning filled his stomach with everything he could eat at home, this little guy was inconspicuous, but his appetite was amazing, he was curious about everything, and even wanted to eat the jewelry box.

If she hadn't allowed the white ball to touch the fan, it would have swallowed the folding fan and the jade pendant into its stomach. Zi Ning looked at its round belly and thought to herself: "This little Pixiu is a fairy pet who just eats and doesn't pull, it's not easy to raise a pet these days, the owner can't eat it, and you have to eat it hungry, why is it so painful?"

Liang Ziye's "Atlas of Spiritual Pets and Spiritual Objects in the Immortal Dao Realm" records that Pixiu has a mouth but no anus, and can swallow everything without leaking, so it can attract wealth and treasure and absorb the wealth of the Quartet. This little thing can also drive away evil spirits and bring good luck, and is also known as the "Fortune Divine Beast".

For the sake of Pixiu's ability to attract wealth and treasure, Zi Ning didn't care too much about it, and saw that Baiqiu slept soundly, so he folded a small quilt with two handkerchiefs and covered it warmly.

I have to say that this kind of thing is very wonderful. Zi Ning held her chin with both hands, half of her body was lying on the couch table, a pair of eyes looked at the white ball, the small head that exposed the white velvet outside, the two pointed ears drooped, covered with small paws, this sleeping appearance became more and more cute.

As soon as the door rang, someone gently pushed the door in, walking lightly, it was a delicate girl, with a small melon seed face, big and bright eyes, a delicate body, and wearing a green dress. Zi Ning looked at it intently, trying to find some memories in her mind, it turned out that this was a little maid who worked in the dining room, her name was Huanling, and she was good friends with her on weekdays.

Seeing her sitting on the couch, Huan Ling walked quickly to her side, with a smile on her face, "Ning'er, you have been injured for so long, but you have woken up, you are really worried about me." Seeing that Zi Ning's lips were chapped, he immediately went to pour half a cup of tea and drank it with her.

Zi Ning was already thirsty, picked up the coarse porcelain tea bowl, drank the tea in a big gulp, grinned at her, and said: "Huanling, don't worry, this little pain on my body is nothing, and I will heal after a few days of recuperation, but I am worried about my mother, she is old, but she still has to suffer such a sin." ”

Her memory of Huanling has not yet been fully run-in, and her speech feels a little rusty.

Huan Ling didn't notice anything wrong, leaned on the edge of the couch and sat down, looked at her with a pair of bright eyes, and comforted her with a smile: "Ning'er doesn't have to worry, the imperial doctor in the palace has come a few times, and some of the golden medicines prescribed are all elixirs paid tribute by the Immortal Dao Cave Mansion." The doctor said that it was out of the way, it didn't hurt her muscles and bones, and Lin Niang would be fine soon. ”

There was a strong smell of medicine in the hut, and the two turned their heads together and looked at Lin Niang who was lying on the couch, who was asleep in a daze, although her face was still pale, but her breathing was steady and even, and there should be no major problems.

Huan Ling's gaze turned to the white clothes in Zi Ning's hand, and asked a little strangely, "Whose clothes is this, and how is there blood stains?"

Zi Ning's face was flushed, and she bowed her head and was silent, she really didn't know how to explain it. Huan Ling hurriedly said: "Ning'er, what's the matter with this dress? I treat you as my own sister, and even I refuse to say it?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zi Ning frowned and raised her eyes to look at her, "Huanling, it's not that I don't believe you, it's me...... , he was my savior, he saved me yesterday. Suddenly thinking of one thing, Dengshi's heart was cold, and she secretly scolded herself for being a fool, she only knew that Yue Hengtang was the son of the immortal clan, but she forgot to ask which immortal clan it was.

There are twelve gates of the immortal clan: Kunlun, Penglai, Shushan, Luofu, Yingzhou, Lingqiu, Zhongnan, Danxue, Emei, Shouyang, Xiaoxiang, and Dong. There are hundreds of thousands of disciples of the twelve sects of the immortal clan, she is just a small maid in the country of Fa Jiu, if she wants to find Yue Hengtang, it can be said that she is looking for a needle in a haystack.

Seeing that her face had changed, with a look of remorse and resentment, Huan Ling couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why did you run out in such a heavy rain yesterday, why did you stay with him?" Zi Ning's injuries had not healed, but she actually met a strange man, the more she thought about it, the more strange it became.

Zi Ning let out a long sigh and thought to herself: "Whether you can find him or not depends on fate, who told me to be so stupid that I forgot to ask about his sect." "But fortunately, I know his name, and if I ask more about the people of the Immortal Clan, maybe there is a way. Then he smiled at Huanling, "Actually, it's nothing, I went out for a walk yesterday and accidentally got lost." ”

At the moment, he only said that he had strayed into the inner palace, got lost and couldn't come back, and happened to be rescued by his benefactor. Huan Ling didn't suspect that there was anything else, he took a breath, poked her forehead with his finger, and said with a slight annoyance: "Ning'er, you are always so bold, and the inner palace also comes and goes at will? Yesterday, the emperor was injured, and the people in the inner palace were busy, so no one paid attention to you." If you are bumped into by the guards, you have to hit the board and peel off a layer of skin. ”

Zi Ning's eyes rolled, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, took out a folding fan from under the pillow, and said to herself with a smile: "It's good that I didn't take the fan out, so I didn't let the rain get wet." "There is a refreshing coolness on the handle of the fan, but the feel is very moist.

Huan Ling saw that the fan was glowing, and a transparent emerald jade pendant hung on it, which was very delicate and precious, and asked curiously: "Where did this folding fan come from, it also looks like something used by men." Reaching out to take it to see, he was hidden behind him by Zi Ning's backhand, and said with a red face: "Don't look at Huanling, this is ...... This is my benefactor's fan. ”

Seeing Huanling's confused face, Zi Ning told Yuehengtang about throwing a fan to save her life, the more Huanling listened, the more curious she became, and she couldn't help asking: "You mean, the owner of this fan, and the benefactor who saved you yesterday, are the same person?"

Zi Ning nodded vigorously, her eyes were full of endless tenderness, "It's a pity, I don't know which sect he is from......" His eyes drooped, and his expression was a little lonely.

Huan Ling is the little maid in the dining room of the outer palace gate, one year younger than Zi Ning, and her temperament is very naïve. Seeing Zi Ning bowing her head and being silent, she looked up and thought about it, and said with a smile: "Ning'er, if you want to inquire about the news of your benefactor, it is also easy." And on the day of the feast, many people in the palace knew about it, so they should ask the steward of the dining room, and they might know it. ”

Zi Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised her hand to stop her, shook her head and said: "Don't go, the emperor is not allowed to mention the matter of the banquet, if you go to inquire, you will definitely cause trouble." ”

Yesterday, she was in the suitcase in Princess Tong's room, and she heard a few people talking about it, and knew that the maids in the palace didn't like her. I thought to myself: "It's better not to mention this matter, those people in the palace are not easy to mess with, as if they all hate me." ”

Huan Ling didn't have many ideas, and when she saw her say this, she nodded and said, "You are right, we are rough little maids, we should keep to ourselves and live a stable life." As he spoke, he looked at the fan in Zi Ning's hand, and saw that the unfolded fan was a picture of distant mountains in autumn colors, with a faint ink color, a few strokes, and a gentle dot dye.

The painting seems to be an ethereal mountain, surrounded by a heavy mist of fairy energy, Huan Ling smiled: "This seems to be a fairyland, the owner of this fan is a fairy son, right?"

Zi Ning nodded slightly, her thoughts became messy again, and she thought: "Yue Hengtang is the son of the Immortal Clan, and I am the little maid of the Hair Dove Country, this gap is too big." "The men and women of the immortal realm are also in love with each other, and it is impossible for a person of the immortal clan to like a woman from a small country of the Dao clan, and she is also a mortal who has not cultivated.

Huan Ling looked at her frowning, clapped her hands, pursed her lips and joked: "I can see that Ning'er really wants to find a benefactor, and she will make a promise in the future." ”

Zi Ning was suddenly distracted, and when she heard what she said, her face suddenly turned even redder, and she couldn't help but snort, "Okay, you are a raccoon, make fun of me with such words." He said this, but his heart was full of sorrow.

Suddenly, I remembered that under a pink peach blossom, Liang Ziye took her hand, blinked a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile: "Ning'er, if you fall in love with me, will you promise to be in love?"

A slight pain crossed the bottom of her heart, Zi Ning sighed deeply, and said in her heart: "Don't think about it anymore, since you can never go back, you have to forget the past and forget Liang Ziye." ”

A gust of fragrant wind blew in, Huan Ling hugged her arm, blinked her eyes, and said solemnly: "Ning'er, we are an inferior maid, we can't get married, if you can find a benefactor, try your best to repay the favor." Don't mention the things you promise in the future, we can't call the shots. ”

Most of the maids in the palace of the dove are sold since childhood, and when they are seventeen or eighteen years old, they are assigned to marry by the palace steward, and the beautiful and handsome maids are allowed to be married to the guards, and those who are different in length are assigned to the male servants at the outer palace gate.

Zi Ning pursed her lips and said, "What are you afraid of, I'm thinking about him in my heart, just don't let people know." Huan Ling stretched out a finger to scratch her face, and said with a smile: "Ning'er is not ashamed to say such a thing!"

Zi Ning is infinitely melancholy in her heart, she has a strong temperament since she was a child, everyone says that Ning Er is the first to be clever, the first to be smart, the first to be eloquent, only a man who is unparalleled in the world can lower her.

She thought that the unparalleled man in the world was Liang Ziye, and the two at that time were simply a perfect match, one was a genius female chef and the other was a mythological anthropologist. But Liang Ziye proposed to break up, "You girl, maybe the destined man is not me." ”

Huan Ling looked at Zi Ning, straightened the strands of broken hair on her sideburns, and said, "The kitchen steward asked someone to pass the word, if your injury is better, you will go over to help, and you will have a lot of money a month." Zi Ning only then remembered that she was a little cook and had to go to the dining room to work, so she nodded and said, "I'll change my clothes, let's go to the dining room together." Huanling smiled and got up and helped her get her clothes.

Zi Ning suddenly thought of something, grabbed her hand, and asked earnestly: "Huanling, so many people suspect that I was poisoned, why do you believe that I am innocent?"

Huanling's eyes curled up, and he pursed his lips and smiled, "We grew up together since we were children, don't we know who you are?" Even if others say that you are poisoned, as long as you say no, I will definitely believe you." When he said this, he had a stubborn smile on his face.

Zi Ning's heart swelled with a hot current, tears swayed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but say: "I'm so lucky, I have Huanling by my side, and I can carry any difficult thing." Huan Ling stroked her hair and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Ning'er, we will take care of each other in this life, and we are not afraid of anything." ”

The sleeves of the dress were wide and long, Zi Ning laboriously put on the skirt, raised his hand to touch the blue-green linen clothes, and saw that the lining of the shirt had faded into a gray and white piece, the sleeves hung down softly, and the corners revealed a half-cut broken thread, and there were a few patches sewn under the placket.

The color of the clothes was old and dark, barely enough to cover the body. Zi Ning thought to herself: "Looking at my situation, I am obviously the scum at the bottom of the Immortal Dao Realm. sighed, who called her ill-fated, not to mention being hit by a car, and crossing into a poor and dilapidated family.

At this time, he suddenly heard a "coo", Bai Qiu stared at the little eyeballs and woke up, and when he saw Huanling, he rolled out of the handkerchief, fluttered his little white wings and flew to Zi Ning, and shouted: "Xi'er, Xi'er, tell me quickly, who is this little girl?"

Huan Ling was helping Zi Ning tie the palace silk around his waist, and when he looked up, he saw a little white-haired thing with wings, chattering in his mouth, and he was so frightened that he covered his ears with his hands and screamed: "Ahhh

Bai Qiu was very angry, waved his two little paws, and shouted: "You are such a stupid girl, I am a fairy pet, not a thing!"

Zi Ning hurriedly comforted Huan Ling and explained to her that this was a little Pixiu. The horror in Huanling's heart slowly disappeared, although he felt that it was very strange that the fairy pet could speak, but after all, he grew up in the fairy world, and he had heard a lot about the immortals, and it was really strange, and it was not a big deal that the fairy pet could speak human words. She was stunned for a long time, and asked cautiously: "Little fairy pet, are you hungry, I have walnuts for you to eat." ”

She was innocent and liked the look of the white ball, and reached for a walnut from her sleeve and put it into its little paws. Bai Qiu hugged the walnut tightly with his two little paws, smiled very happily, and cooed: "My name is Bai Qiu, and I am the whitest fairy pet." ”

Huan Ling was amused by it, his eyes were fixed on it, and he nodded seriously: "Well, you are the whitest and the best-looking little fairy pet." Zi Ning saw that the white ball gnawed on the walnut hard, and the bite was "quack", and she also laughed and said: "Huanling, it can eat the most, I'm afraid the whole dining room is not enough to eat." ”

With the white ball nibbling on walnuts on the side, Zi Ning thought that it was not too early, and it was time to comb her hair and go to the dining room. She spread her long shiny hair out, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, looked at the old silver comb in front of her, and couldn't help but worry a little, how to comb this bun?

The hair buns of women in the fairy world are mostly made of Xian'e high buns, which are both elegant and noble, revealing a delicate and delicate charm of refined and pure beauty. But she doesn't know how to comb her hair in a bun, she raises her hand and fiddles with her waist-length hair a few times, she doesn't have a rubber band to tie her hair, and she can't even comb a ponytail.

frowned in the mirror, Huan Ling behind her looked at her, and said strangely: "What's wrong with Ning'er, she didn't comb her hair in a daze?" Of course, Zi Ning couldn't let her know the real reason, and blushed, "I can't think of it for a while, how to comb this bun?"

The white ball that was gnawing on walnuts muttered: "Xi'er is a stupid girl!" twisted his little head and continued to gnaw on walnuts.

Huan Ling looked at Zi Ning in the mirror, a little surprised, and asked puzzledly: "Su Ri, you are the best at pulling your hair, those louver buns, long phoenix buns, and double pressure buns, you all comb them best." Why can't you comb it today?"

Zi Ning smiled a little embarrassed, took her hand and said, "Huanling, I was injured by the whip, and my hands were so sore that I couldn't use my strength. Good sister, you can help me. He handed her a wooden comb, picked up the bronze mirror himself, and looked carefully in the mirror.

Huan Ling said "oh", immediately relieved, took the comb, slowly gathered the broken hair on her sideburns on the top of her head, and then coiled it upwards into two rings, and a red silk silk was inserted in the ring, as a little decoration, simple and generous.

The dignified and concise bun was combed, Zi Ning liked it very much, looked at it from the mirror, and saw a wooden jewelry box on the table, turned out the small box inside, found a silver branch magnolia hairpin, and inserted it obliquely into the bun.

Then I looked in the mirror, and saw a beautiful woman in plain clothes and no makeup, green silk like a waterfall, her eyebrows frowned lightly, and her face seemed a little haggard, but a pair of eyes were quiet and bright, shining. This face is very similar to the modern self, but there is a little more delicate and noble in the delicateness, and I thought: "Although she is the daughter of a cook, she is born with a beautiful and handsome face." ”

At this time, the white ball flew over with a walnut, circled around the mirror a few times, glanced at Zining with a little head, and chanted very old-fashionedly: "Ling Bobu, Hengtang Eye, Thousands of Mountains and Rivers, the Moon and the Shadow are looking forward to Gu; ”

Zi Ning was startled, and the comb in his hand fell in front of the mirror.

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Q version extra:

Zining: Baiqiu, tell me honestly, did you write that poem?

White Ball: What is poetry? Can you eat it?

Zining: Who did you learn from the red crisp hand?

Baiqiu: Roar, the one Xi'er said, I learned from Xi'er. Isn't red crispy hand delicious?

Huanling: Small white balls, Porco Rosso is delicious.

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